Your Excellency, I love you!

Chapter 1200 Finale: Are you suddenly tired of me?Or try to drive me away?

"What's there to discuss?" Mo Shiche raised his dark eyes full of obscure shadows, mocking in a low voice, "My daughter, do I need to discuss with you?"

Luo Qiangwei was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously retorted angrily, "That's my daughter too..."

"I'll give you a chance, she is your daughter, if I don't give you a chance..." Mo Shiche raised his eyelids to look at her, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips, "You probably won't see her in your life, You don't care about the kids anyway."

Luo Qiangwei was completely stunned, as if she didn't understand why he was acting like this all of a sudden, she was already tired and hungry, and thinking that he insisted on forcing him and making her pregnant again, an inexplicable grievance surged up, " What do you mean, Mo Shiche?"

She stepped forward to the sofa to confront him, holding the soft back of the sofa with her hands, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, "I'm hot and cold, are you addicted to playing with me? You used to have Sheng Miao In this way, you are the same now without Sheng Miao, what do you think of me, do you know that you are really annoying like this!"

The smile on the corner of Mo Shiche's lips became more and more sneering, "Is it annoying? I know you hate me, so why do you keep saying that you care about your daughter, because it's already born and there's no way to get rid of it?"

He laughed lowly, "Then don't forget that my daughter is also my seed. When you hug her, you won't think about how I make you cry every time?"

"You..." Luo Qiangwei was so angry that she didn't know how to refute him, and looked at him with wide eyes, "What do you mean by saying this now? Are you suddenly tired of me? Or are you trying to drive me away?"

Mo Shiche smiled indifferently, "It's interesting that you are so sarcastic about me?"

"Am I mocking you? Mo Shiche was the one who asked me to quarrel!" Luo Qiangwei threw her handbag at him and said tremblingly angrily, "I really hate you for inexplicably changing your face faster than turning the pages of a book." You are a man, you are simply not as good as Mo Xiao!"

Mo Xiao.

Mo Shiche's indifferent and mocking face froze when he heard these words, his eyes quickly froze, and he looked at her with anger, "You like Mo Xiao very much?"

Luo Qiangwei was so angry that her fingers were trembling. She clenched her hands and sneered, "Mu Yunshen told you about the existence of Mo Xiao, right? Of course I like Mo Xiao more than you. He has your face and yours." The physical condition is exactly the same as yours, and even if he has a bad temper, he will at least not repeat like you, he is [-] times better than a man who doesn't like you!"

The voice fell, and there was a deadly silence in the living room.

Luo Qiangwei saw Mo Shiche's five fingers clenched the wine bottle tightly, giving her the illusion that he could crush the wine bottle forcefully, and even heard the sound of glass cracking.

The next second, the sitting man suddenly stood up, walked in front of her in two steps, grabbed her waist and threw her into the sofa.

That force was the ferocity of a man who lost control, the strings in Luo Qiangwei's painful head tensed, and then the man kissed her lips fiercely.

To describe it more accurately, he was biting her, but this biting didn't seem to be enough, he even pried open her shell-like teeth, and dragged out her tongue to bite.

Naturally, her hands would not be honest, she felt her skirt being pulled down, and his weight was also pressing on her lower abdomen, panic flashed in Luo Qiangwei's eyes, she raised her hand and slapped her.