Chapter 20: Her lips were softer than he had imagined
Mo Yiyan arranged a business Mercedes-Benz to pick up people, he sent Li Yangchen and them to the parking lot, Su Min and Wu Jiaxin got into the car first, and Li Yangchen stood at the door of the car with him to say goodbye.
"You don't look good, don't you really need to go to the hospital for a check-up?" Mo Yiyan looked at Li Yangchen and said with concern.
"It's okay, thank you for today." Her head didn't hurt so much at this point, she just wanted to get out of here quickly.
"Let's go back first, and I'll contact you tomorrow." Mo Yiyan's eyes didn't leave Li Yangchen for a moment.
Of course, Li Yangchen felt his burning gaze, and only after turning around and getting into the car did he feel relieved.
Su Min sat next to her, and Su Min said to her apologetically, "Chenchen, I'm sorry, I've bothered you today." "
"It's none of your business, is your face okay?" Li Yangchen saw that her face was very swollen.
"Just go back and apply ice." Su Min felt that the pain on her face was really less than one-tenth of the heartache, after many years of relationship, Jiang Yang actually beat her for a junior on her birthday, she really felt that the feelings she had invested for many years were worthless. In the future, don't blame her for not showing friendship, and hand over the surveillance video to the lawyer to deal with.
Thinking of the video, Su Min remembered the inexplicable feelings she had just now when she saw Mo Yiyan and Li Yangchen together, and asked tentatively: "Chenchen, are you very familiar with Mr. Mo?" "
"He's my college senior's cousin." After Li Yangchen finished speaking, she looked up and just saw Wu Jiaxin's mouth moving and wanted to say something, her eyes immediately signaled Wu Jiaxin to stop talking. She doesn't want to have anything to do with Mo Yiyan now, and she is most afraid that Wu Jiaxin's big mouth will say something that is gone.
"Oh, I see." Although Su Min didn't see the small movements of the two of them. But Li Yangchen's unfocused answer is just the most reverie, and she knows it a little in her heart.
After Mo Yiyan watched the car leave, he turned around and returned to the club, and dialed the phone number of Qin Hao, the owner of SOHO and his friend.
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The next day, at noon, Mo Yiyan sent a WeChat message to Li Yangchen, telling her that he was at a club called FFGfree on the CBD side in the evening, and asked her if it was convenient for her to go over and get the surveillance video.
Li Yangchen checked the place he said, it was a very famous fight club in Pengcheng, not a nightclub or something, so he made an appointment with Mo Yiyan to go over at 6 o'clock.
Li Yangchen wanted to call her friends to go over together, but Wu Jiaxin wanted to take a tutorial training class, and Yan Zhuoling was not in Pengcheng, so she had to go by herself.
At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Li Yangchen changed his clothes and went out. Light blue bib jeans, white T-shirt, and a cap. Although I didn't feel any pain in my head when I got home last night, I woke up today and found a bruise on my forehead, which was quite obvious, and I had to wear a hat to cover it.
Take a taxi to this club in a prime CBD location. As soon as she walked into the hall of the club, she saw a man dressed as an elite person walking towards her, and when people approached, she recognized that it was Mo Yiyan's assistant, who had met her once in Luyuan last time.
"Miss Li, you are still there. I'm Assistant Mo, Xu Hua'an, please come with me. Xu Huaan saw her introduce herself first, and then took her into a VIP room.
"I'm in trouble." Li Yangchen said.
When she came to the VIP room, Xu Huaan brought her a drink, and said, "Miss Li, please wait a moment, I'll inform Mr. Mo." Then he closed the door and went out.
Previously, a wonderful boxing match was staged in the club's boxing ring.
Mo Yiyan, who was wearing black gloves, and Qin Hao, who was wearing red gloves, both tried their best to stop each other.
As soon as the right straight fist came out, it was flashed, and Mo Yiyan reviewed his mistakes with some displeasure, and at the same time found that Qin Hao had made great progress.
Qin Hao showed a satisfied smile. After losing several rounds, he finally figured out Mok's boxing path.
"Yiyan, have your fists slowed down?" Qin Hao asked as he walked, his expression smug.
"No, it's your reflexes that get quicker." Mo Yiyan smiled calmly, trying to catch Qin Hao's weakness and fight back between talking and laughing.
"Looks like you won't be able to knock me down this time." Qin Hao continued to walk, forming a tug-of-war with Mo Yiyan.
Mo Yiyan just smiled, and his eyes like a leopard quickly looked for the gap in the opponent's defense - there it is!
"Hao, I'm sorry to tell you, you have no chance of winning this time." As he spoke, he quickly landed a right hook.
Qin Hao bent down to dodge the punch, but as soon as he straightened up, he was knocked out by Mo Yiyan's left hook.
Qin Hao lost.
"Eleventh, Hao." Mo Yiyan smiled slightly. "It's a pity."
Qin Hao got up with a gloomy face, and he could only blame himself for not having enough strength. "I hope you don't have a whimsical idea this time, and want me to go with you to a puffer fish feast."
Their rules of the game are that the loser has to meet a requirement for the winner.
Mo Yiyan patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Don't worry, just give me the surveillance video of the terrace on the 6th floor of SOHO last night." "
"Who was hurt last night? Makes you so attentive. "Yesterday about the SOHO terrace, Manager Chen told him, and he is now curious about what the injured person has to do with Mo Yiyan.
"Friends." Mo Yiyan picked up the water cup on the side, took a sip of water and said.
Qin Hao wanted to continue inquiring, but when he saw Mo Yiyan's assistant Xu Huaan walking towards them, he thought they had something to discuss.
"Don't bother." After Qin Hao nodded to Xu Huaan, he left the boxing room to leave them a private space to talk.
Mo Yiyan also saw Xu Huaan and asked, "Is she here?" "
"Mr. Mo, Miss Li is in the VIP room." Xu Huaan said after walking over.
After Mo Yiyan heard this, he raised his eyebrows, picked up the USB flash drive that Qin Hao gave him just now, and then strode out of the boxing room.
VIP lounges
Li Yangchen stood by the window and made a call, and after the call, he turned around and found that there was a person standing at the door of the room at some point.
He looked at her, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Mr. Mo." Li Yangchen greeted him.
Just finished exercising, Mo Yiyan only wore a white vest on his upper body, the vest was already soaked, close to his chest, and the lines of his chest muscles and abdominal muscles were clear at a glance. Bean-sized beads of sweat covered his chest, and underneath it was wheat-colored skin. A towel hung over his shoulder, and the sweat on his face had been wiped off and was slightly flushed.
Mo Yiyan walked over and stood in front of her, he was tall, Li Yangchen didn't wear high heels today, only to his shoulders.
Li Yangchen saw him raise his hand and take off her cap, lowered his eyes to look at the bruises on her forehead, and asked, "Are you okay?" "
"It's fine." He walked over, exuding heat all around him, Li Yangchen was a little uncomfortable, and felt his heart beat faster.
"You sit down for a while, and I'll change my clothes and come over." Mo Yiyan looked at her, then turned around and went to the locker room to change clothes.
Li Yangchen nodded.
Soon, Mo Yiyan came back with a casual clothes and a medical kit in his hand.
Li Yangchen was sitting on the sofa at this time, Mo Yiyan looked at her condescendingly, and said, "Your forehead is now swollen, you need to rub some ointment." "
Hearing him say this, Li Yangchen subconsciously touched his forehead with his right hand, but before he could touch it, he was pushed away by Mo Yiyan, and he whispered, "Don't touch it with your hands." "
Mo Yiyan took out the cotton balls and potions in the medicine box, disinfected the red and swollen areas first, and then applied ointment.
Li Yangchen felt the pain, so he snorted lightly.
Mo Yiyan's hand was gently placed on the back of her neck, the white neck skin rubbed against the dry skin of the man's big hand, he grabbed her, blew on her aching forehead, and asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?" "
Li Yangchen felt that his face was very hot, endured the pain, shook his head, and wanted to shake off the hand he put on her neck, but to no avail.
Li Yangchen looked up at her and reached out to push him away, but his big hands pressed his shoulders.
There was some panic: "Mr. Mo, please let me go." "
Mo Yiyan looked at her, her eyes became more playful, and she stretched out her right hand to touch the corner of her lips.
Li Yangchen was stunned, and before he could react, suddenly his eyes went dark, and the man's warm thin lips covered her, pressed against her lips, and gently rubbed her soft red lips with thin lips.
Li Yangchen's mind was blank at this time, motionless, she wanted to push her away, but her hands couldn't exert a little strength, and she sighed twice in vain.
Mo Yiyan stared at her panicked appearance without blinking, and when she realized that she wanted to break free from him, she pinched her jaw hard, pried open her teeth, and drove straight into her long tongue, taking it all in.
When he met her at the airport in country M, he found that her sharp chin was very suitable for pinching and kissing, and he is doing the same now.
Lips and teeth intertwined/entangled, tossing and grinding.
He deprived her of reason inch by inch, the oxygen began to thin out, the breath in her lungs seemed to be squeezed out, and Li Yangchen felt that her brain was about to run out of oxygen.
He was reckless for a long time before slowly leaving her.
She was panting, and his eyes were shining, his wheezing was slightly heavy, and he spit on her face, hot, "Yangchen, you make me feel very good." "
The male voice is so light that it makes people tremble, sultry, moving, and confusing.
As he spoke, he approached again and kissed again without hesitation.
Li Yangchen's heart set off a stormy wave, more and more panicked, more and more struggling, but her strength was too small to break away from the man's arms around her.
I don't know if God also felt her mood of turning over the river and the sea, at this time, Mo Yiyan's phone rang.
Mo Yiyan's mobile phone was in his trouser pocket, and it vibrate, and the moment the phone rang, his body stiffened, and before he could react, Li Yangchen vigorously pushed him away.
Mo Yiyan was still unsatisfied, and was suddenly pushed away, and his body stepped back and leaned on the edge of the sofa.
The mobile phone was still ringing, but he had no intention of answering at all, just staring at Li Yangchen with an intoxicated face, his eyes as deep as a canyon.
Li Yangchen blushed, glared at him and said, "Mr. Mo, with all due respect, your behavior is really excessive. "
At this time, she was embarrassed and angry, and after saying this, without waiting for Mo Yiyan to respond, she grabbed the backpack on the sofa, got up and left.
Mo Yiyan also stood up, but didn't catch up, touched the thin lips that were still warm, lowered his eyes and looked at the bag with the USB flash drive and the cap on the coffee table, and the corners of his mouth hooked.
Her lips were softer than he had imagined.
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