Chapter 1141: This kiss is like a storm

The moment the eyes looked at each other, Qiao Mianmian couldn't help but shivered.
She discovered that Mo Yesi looked like frost in her eyes.
Even the midsummer weather failed to dispel the coldness in his eyes.
Qiao Mianmian made further progress, and when she looked at Mo Yesi's still dark eyes, she was more sure of her guess.
He is angry.
In the past, no matter how cold he was in front of others, when facing her, he would put away all the sharpness and indifference in him.
When he looked at her, he was always gentle and spoiled.
Qiao Mianmian is also used to him.
At first glance, when he faced her like other people, she felt that something was wrong.
I was even a little scared.
As soon as she walked to Mo Yesi, the man grabbed her hand and then led her silently into the Moh hall.
Qiao Mianmian knew that he was in a bad mood, and guessed why he was in a bad mood.
So he didn't struggle. Obediently let him lead him and obediently follow him.
Many employees in the hall met him and greeted him one after another: "Mo is good."
Mo Yesi didn't look at the others, and without a word, led Qiao Mianmian into the hall and pressed the button on the negative floor.
After entering the elevator, he did not speak.
The air pressure on him was so low that Joe Mian didn't dare to speak.
Mo Yesi hadn't said a word to her since he saw her, but the hand holding her didn't let go.
Soon, he reached the underground parking lot.
Out of the elevator, Mo Yesi remained silent.
It wasn't until he took Qiao Mianmian into the car that he closed her door that he let go of her hand.
There was a faint scent in the carriage, which was as good as the smell on him.
In front of him was a man's handsome but indifferent face, and his breath was full of his breath. Qiao Mianmian felt the continued low air pressure from the man, and the whole person was very uncomfortable.
She is not used to what Mo Yesi is like now.
He also doesn't like him like this.
This will make her feel strange, and it will make her feel a little scared.
He is no longer the one she is familiar with.
Qiao Mianmian felt strange to his pair of condensed eyes, and could not help but moved to the side.
She immediately felt the air pressure in the man next to him lower.
"Mo Yesi, you..."
Qiao Mianmian couldn't bear such silence. She just opened her mouth to break the silence. Mo Yesi reached out with one hand and dragged her into his arms.
Qiao Mianmian raised her head in a panic.
The cool fingers pinched her jaw, and the moment she looked up, the handsome face of the man pressed down.
This kiss is like a storm.
Qiao Mianmian was too weak to kiss.
Mo Yesi seemed to be venting something. He kissed it deeply and hard.
After a while, Qiao Mianmian felt his tongue numb.
Because of the excessive effort, my lips hurt a little.
She frowned in pain, reached out and pushed Mo Yesi.
Mo Yesi was pushed by her just as if she had been refreshed. She opened her eyes and saw that her small face wrinkled with pain caused her to eat.
Qiao Mianmian had a cracked skin on her lips. When she reached over and wiped her lips, she cried again in pain.
Mo Yesi looked at her corner of the lip that was bitten by him, and there was a trace of self-blame in his eyes, but when he thought of something, his eyes cooled again.