Chapter 17: You devil

Listening to Shen Feng's words, Mu Xiaotong didn't quite understand, his words were vaguely warned.
Mu Xiaotong sneered angrily. When did she provoke that fool, he came to her in a convulsion. Is she the most innocent person? !
Seeing how nervous Shen Feng and Qin Yu looked, that Ling Yue 80% had an accident, and it would be better to be bruised and bleeding, and finally declared dead.
Mu Xiaotong cursed Ling Yue in her heart as she went upstairs.
Just as she walked to the turn of the stairs on the second floor, a big blood-stained hand stretched out and suddenly grabbed her left arm. Mu Xiaotong hadn't reacted yet, and her whole body fell into an unstable center of gravity. With a hard chest, she struggled in panic, but was held tighter by the man.
Just about to open his mouth to shout, his mouth was quickly blocked, and a familiar, green kiss came from his lips. Mu Xiaotong's brain suddenly recalled, and when she opened her eyes wide, she saw Ling Yue's beautiful handsome face in front of her.
Mu Xiaotong pushed him away in disgust, and Ling Yue felt her resistance, and the original dissatisfaction and gloom in his eyes became heavier.
After a while, Mu Xiaotong felt that his brain was beginning to become heavy. She thought with hatred in her heart that this man Ling Yue was a beast at all.
"Don't sleep!" Ling Yue anxiously shook Mu Xiaotong's shoulders.
He felt that she was starting to become soft and feeble. He didn't want her to faint suddenly like last night. The thin lips left her small mouth, his hands clasped her shoulders, trying to shake her awake.
"Stop! You bastard!" Mu Xiaotong was shaken sober by him, but at this time she felt a little dizzy in her brain.
The moment Ling Yue heard her utterance, he immediately stopped moving, and looked at her expression sharply, as if he was seriously judging her current physical condition.
Only then did Mu Xiaotong see the blood in Ling Yue's hands, and the clothes he had just wrapped his waist and arms were stained with blood. Her heart sank suddenly, and she suddenly thought of Qin Yu just mentioned the maid who was whipped during lunch.
"You actually killed that maid." Mu Xiaotong stared at the man opposite with a hateful look.
The blood in Ling Yue's hands stimulated Mu Xiaotong's vision. She hated bullying the weak because she was the one bullied since she was a child.
"You devil! You will not die!" She suddenly yelled at him hatefully.
Mu Xiaotong's words made Ling Yue's expression extremely gloomy. The icy blue pupils stared at her unblinkingly, as if they were about to delay her on the spot.
With a sudden force, he threw her to the wall of the stairs. Mu Xiaotong felt a pain in her back. She just wanted to stand still, but Ling Yue violently pressed her shoulders against the wall.
He lowered his head and leaned close to her. In an instant, the distance between their faces was no more than an inch before he stopped.
Facing his hot and complicated pupils, Mu Xiaotong felt his heart beating wildly. He was so close to her, his breathing was rapid and warm, and he sprayed heavily on her face.
"What do you want to do? Do you want to kill me?" Mu Xiaotong straightened her back hard, raised her head stubbornly, and yelled at him a little bit self-defeatingly.
When Ling Yue heard her talking, the hands clasped on her shoulders tightened even more, and the whole person deliberately moved forward and got closer to her, icing into her eyes.
His eyes were filled with too many complicated emotions, and the raging anger in his eyes was contradictory and entangled as if suppressed by frost.
As time passed, Mu Xiaotong was panicked by his eyes.
"I won't hurt you!"
Suddenly he opened his mouth and yelled, his voice was loud, making Mu Xiaotong a little dazed. His tone was filled with dissatisfaction and determination, and some emotions that Mu Xiaotong could not understand.
After finishing speaking, Ling Yue let go of her in vain, without looking at Mu Xiaotong again, turned around and walked directly towards the sixth floor rooftop.