Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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At the nose, the smell of grass and plants was clear on the man, and there was a little bit of **** smell, but on his body, it was not bad.

Ji Nuan hugged the man's waist without even lifting his head. He refused to let go.

Feng Ling consciously did not make a sound beside him, and nodded politely and respectfully to Mo Jingshen who had just entered, and turned and got off the helicopter.

There is a metal baffle between the cabin and the cabin of the aircraft. The front is not visible here, nor is it visible to the pilot in the cabin.

Mo Jingshen hugged the excited little woman in her arms tightly, and hugged her inwardly without a word, hugging her as if she just picked up a piece of clothing, but now she trembled when she straightened her waist, almost Stand firm.

But it didn't affect. At the moment Ji Nuan realized his pain and was about to withdraw from his arms, he hugged her tightly and didn't let her back away.

"You hurt ..." Ji Nuan's words were no longer as calm and calm as before when he was in danger, but he was afraid to cover all the courage before. He held his blood-stained shirt tightly with both hands, now The blood had dried up behind him, and the shirt stuck to the skin on his back.

Mo Jingshen looked down at the little woman who now knew that she was scared. This woman hasn't changed her clothes yet, except that she has been re-bandaged on her hands, she still looks like a gray-faced face, and the dirt and blood on the white skirt are mixed Together, they were very embarrassed, but their eyes were still clear and clear.

"Why didn't Feng Ling send you back?" Mo Jingshen said, her voice was just above her head.

As always, the voice was clear and clean, but it was much dumb and light because of the torture of many days.

But listening in Ji Nuan's ears, but it was like a heavenly world.

He is still alive, they are alive, all in peace.

"I don't want to be so far away from you, Feng Ling said that it is safe here, you will be fine. Of course, I don't need to go since it is safe." Ji Nuan hugged him tightly, but his hands were careful not to touch him already hurt. Severe back: "When can you get away completely here, your injury needs to see a doctor!"

The man gently tore open her hand behind his waist, lowered his eyes to see that she still had the energy to cry, and the tenderness in his eyebrows turned into coldness instantly, and he dipped in ink-like eyes and looked at her: "At any time in the future, no matter where I am, you are not allowed to take this risk again. I will let you wait for me to go back and wait for me. You can come to a place like Cambodia?"

Sure enough, the lesson to come still comes.

Ji Nun pursed her lips and didn't speak. She only red eyes and raised his eyes to see him, as if she had changed back to the pitiful little dumb when he frequently gave him food in the past two days, no matter how he glared at her or how cold she was. She, she didn't say anything.

Facing her eyes, Mo Jingshen's chest stunned.

At the scene today, he was 100 times more painful than her, and even more difficult to get past this hurdle than her.

The thought of her being almost assaulted almost killed him.

He should have sent a few more people to guard her, and sent ten more if one Feng Ling was not enough, staring at her deadly, not giving her any chance of danger.

Dare to run to Cambodia when pregnant.

This woman is really brave.

"Why don't you speak?" He controlled his face forcibly, without being too soft-hearted.

"When you finish your lesson, I have been really thrilling these days. After you scold, I will be able to feel a little ritual sense of finally escaping from the Longtan tiger's cave, so I can feel more comfortable ..."

Mo Jingshen's eyes were silent and deep and dark: "You have to take my heart out of my body to be willing?"

Ji Nuan stared at him, clutching his blood-stained black shirt with both hands: "I just want you to be alive."

For a moment, he just felt it difficult to tingle his eyes.

Twenty-six years of his life, in addition to the age of two years of age may have dropped a few tears, men who have not lost half a tear after three years of age are almost instantly red with that stinging eyes.

"Mo Jingshen, I just want you to live, even if you do n’t pick me up at T City as promised, then I will come to you. As long as you live, I can find you wherever I go, heaven and earth, past and present, as long as there is I can kill you wherever you are, I just want you to live— "

The man kissed swiftly. His mouth had a salty smell, a **** smell. Before he was injured, the blood swallowed stiffly so as not to worry about Ji Nuan was hidden deep in his throat. Ji Nuan took into account that he had just vomited a few hours ago. Even if he rinsed his mouth, he had not brushed his teeth for several days. Mo Jingshen had not eaten or drank water. He had no other than **** taste. He was as clean as ever, but she thought she might be stink now.

She struggled in his arms, but the man kissed even deeper, holding her back firmly, almost rubbing her into her body and circling her.

Once in T city or in Haicheng, she was almost a bit of coquettishness who had to take a bath twice a day. He was also the high-ranking president of Mo's who had a certain degree of cleanliness.

But at this moment, the **** ground on the ground and the shackles of various identities and habits are thrown away, and here only he and she, pure he and her.

The last sane string in Mo Jingshen's brain was almost chopped off by herself.

Reason and responsibility, marriage and affection, and the growing strong feelings are all inferior to the woman whose heart is stronger than him at this moment.

He was afraid that in this life, he would really plant it in her hands.

Gradually, Ji Nuan no longer struggled. The whole person leaned in his arms. It was compromise, surrender, and she didn't want to resist anymore. She clasped his neck with his backhand and took the initiative to kiss back.

Until she held his hand behind his neck and instinctively stroked his hair, the fingers had just rubbed in the back of his head, the man suddenly took a break, let go of her lips, and hummed, apparently it was painful and finally I couldn't hold back the pain.

Ji Nuan quickly put his hands down subconsciously, and lowered his head to see some blood stains on his fingers.

It's been a few hours since Mo Jingshen was hit by his **** and his back and head. The blood on his back was dry, and his shirt was stuck, but the blood on his head was still dry. How serious ...

Mo Jingshen pressed her blood-stained hand and said quietly: "It's all right, it's all trauma, just go back and bandage it."

Ji Nuan tried hard to keep her tears from crying without making her distressed. She didn't want to be a burden on his heart. She sucked her nose, raised her eyes, and calmly said, "Feng Ling left the medicine box here, I help Will you clean up the wound? "

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