Part17 A sharp weapon that hurts the heart

**......

Qin Muqing is like being in the wind at this moment, messy and strange.

"Come on, let me see the touching dance of Miss Qianjin!"

Mo Yichen's joking words were still floating in his ears, and Qin Muqing was ashamed and at a loss.

Jump? So where is her dignity? If you don't jump, how can you get through the devil's level of Mo Yichen?

"Mo Yichen, is torturing me all your pleasure?"

Last night, he just wanted her body, and today, he wants to embarrass her so fiercely. Is it possible that he has to force her to a dead end?

"You're right. Torture you. This will be my greatest pleasure." Mo Yichen flirted with Qin Muqing undisguisedly. He knew that Qin Muqing had no choice but to take him. It's too late for her to please herself. How could she go against her own will?

"I jump, Mo Yichen, I hope you won't regret it."

This sentence came word by word from Qin Muqing's mouth, which not only did not have the taste of compromise, but also had a strong sense of threat.

Mo Yichen frowned slightly, which made him feel very unhappy. But after a moment, he squeezed his mouth again and happily waited for Qin Muqing's performance. His purpose is not to watch a performance. What he wants to see is Qin Muqing, who can't compromise with him. This is the feeling he wants, a feeling that can make him feel good.

There is no music, no beat, no noisy roar. There is only Mo Yichen as an audience, and Mo Yichen, an audience, is not very friendly.

The limbs twisted, and Qin Muqing's hands, one by one, took off from her body.

The original Qin Muqing was also quite scholy good at dance. However, at this moment, she seems to be a beginner in dance. None of her movements are so astringent, and even her movements are not very coherent. This kind of dance is really not beautiful. But Mo Yichen was very interested in watching it. From time to time, he clapped his hands and smiled when Qin Muqing took off his clothes.

In Mo Yichen's life, there have been many women, but there has never been such a pleasure. Perhaps it is because Qin Muqing's identity was originally noble. Perhaps Qin Muqing is more beautiful and better than any woman he has experienced. It made him more moved, so he was so happy.

A dance that is not like a performance. Mo Yichen watched it happily. This is actually the first time.

One, two, Qin Muqing, who didn't have many clothes on his body, soon left only underwear. She was shy inside, but in the process of the dance, her mind gradually woke up. There was not much shyness on her face. Her movements stopped. She looked directly at Mo Yichen, as if asking for instructions on whether to continue to take off. However, Mo Yichen only smiled faintly, indicating that he still wanted to see more exciting and heart-pounding pictures. Moreover, Qin Muqing must also meet his requirements.

Finally, Qin Muqing closed her eyes, her hands behind her back, and she planned to start to take off her last underwear.

The closed eyes couldn't stop, and suddenly two lines of tears dripped down.

At this time, Qin Muqing was paralyzed by her self-consciousness, but her heart was still painful. Her tears flowed down unconsciously.

However, two drops of tears suddenly had a tinging pain in Mo Yichen's eyes. For a moment, he wanted to reach out and take a dress to cover her shame. However, his hands suddenly lost the neatness of the past. It's just a simple move, but he can't do it.

Qin Muqing seemed to be dead in his heart, dancing like **, coquettish posture. She knew that his purpose was to cheer her up before he asked her tonight. Therefore, Qin Muqing gave him whatever he wanted. Although her tears flowed down so unconsciously, she couldn't control her tears. But she still has to do this to satisfy him.

Her every move is to do her best to satisfy his desire. Although she is astringent, she still tries her best to make a coquettish posture. A daughter-in-law is like a woman in a brothel at this moment. He tried his best to please his master, but Mo Yichen's face became more and more elongated.

His look, from the original joke to the later proud and evil charm, has become the current black bread man. He looks angry. With terrible disgust, he finally stretched out his hand in disgust and squeezed Qin Muqing's hand.

"Get out of here."

Angrily spit out two words from his sexy thin lips, and he pushed Qin Muqing away with a force in his hand.

Her snow-white body was so exposed in front of his eyes. Her dance, although astringent, also made her blood boil. Although there were tears on her face, it was even more attractive. Such a woman, no matter in front of any man, they will try their best to spoil her. However, Mo Yichen didn't. He pushed her away angrily. And let her get out of here. He hates Qin Muqing as if he hates garbage.

"You shouldn't be happy, right?"

There were still crystal clear tears hanging under her eyes. However, there seemed to be a few smiles in her heart.

"A prostitute."

Mo Yichen cursed rudely again.

Qin Muqing was bare and looked at Mo Yichen. She stretched out her hand and slid under her eyes with her index finger, taking away tears. Then he smiled coldly: "Don't you just want me to be a prostitute? Is it good enough to do it now? If it's not good enough, then I look forward to you coming to guide me when you have time. Didn't you say that last night that my work in bed is not good. I think you should also take some time to teach me well. Otherwise, how can I serve you well?

He joked about her dignity, so she simply didn't want her dignity. She is despicable and low, so what? At that time, Han Xin, a seven-foot man, could still endure the humiliation of **. How can she, Qin Muqing, can't stand the insult of this 'prostitute~woman' today?

"You are a bitch, so don't pray for a good life for me."

Mo Yichen was angry. He had never been so angry since he remembered.

He wanted to humiliate her, because he knew it at all. Qin Muqing is a stubborn woman. She comes from a noble background. She is a daughter who is held in the palm of her hand like a star. How can a woman like her be arranged by him? Does she dance whatever he wants her to dance? She saw the expression on his face that he wanted to insult her more deeply, so did she try her best to cater to what he meant?

She is a daughter. How can she do such a lowly and humble thing, flatter and cater to her?

If it weren't for him, if it were another man, would she also have such a coquettish posture as today?

Thinking of this layer, Mo Yichen felt that there was a thick flame burning in his heart. It's about to light him. That feeling is really annoying.

"I have never thought about how to live a good life in a contractual relationship. I haven't been the daughter of the Qin family for a long time. I'm just a homeless person who doesn't even have a family. I don't even have a home, I don't even have a place to settle down. Under the shelter of others, as a mistress, do I need dignity? What's the use of dignity for me? What do I want him to do? If I want dignity, can I get back the Qin Group of my Qin family? Can I get my father to stand in front of me again? No, isn't it? So, what's the use of dignity? If you feel happy to live on my dignity, I will step on my dignity for you. Now, you should be happy."

Mo Yichen has been walked out of the house by Qin Muqing. Qin Muqing didn't even want a fig leaf in his hand. He just took a few steps forward and shouted in the direction of Mo Yichen's disappearance at the door.

When she shouted these words, tears had already poured down like a river that broke the levee. However, she still wants to belittle herself in this way and stimulate Mo Yichen. She seemed to feel that Mo Yichen could make her heart ache in such an insulting way. Similarly, she can also make Mo Yichen's heartache by demeaning herself in this way.

Qin Muqing didn't understand why Mo Yichen was heartbroken for this reason. However, she intuitively felt that this was the only way that could stimulate Mo Yichen.

Mo Yichen and Qin Muqing don't understand at this moment. There is only one reason why they can hurt each other in a way that hurts themselves. That is, they have long admired and liked each other. However, through such secularity, they can't see their minds clearly and realize that each other's every move will affect their hearts.

The damage is still going on.

Mo Yichen walked out of Villa No. 1 and suddenly got into his car. He looked angrily at the night sky in front of him. Under the huge black sky, the overlapping lights could not make him feel warm. He suddenly inserted the key, started the car, and drove away towards the gate of the new town villa.

In the room, Qin Muqing leaned weakly against the door. At this moment, the room belonged to her alone. With grief and indignation, his tears flowed even more. However, she didn't cry. She really didn't want to cry, but tears flowed out uncontrollably.

The constant temperature in the room did not make Qin Muqing, who was naked, feel a little cold. Even if it's cold, at this moment, can the temperature outside be lower than her inner temperature? Her heart was cold and snowing. It was cold to below zero, and her blood was about to freeze.

Mo Yichen, why is it him? Why was it him who broke her heart for the first time? Why was I so impressed when I saw Mo Yichen for the first time? Why does God make fun of such a person and make him her enemy?

For a long time, Qin Muqing couldn't figure out why God treated her like this. She finally couldn't help squatting on the ground, buried her head, buried her face deep in the palm of her hand, and cried bitterly.

This time, I really cried.