"One month?!"
Mu Jing's frightened face said, "Honey, can we discuss it!! Wife!!!"
One month is really too long! !
The night is dark and windy.
Mu Jing shed two lines of tears silently, standing alone by the barbecue grill.
This group of people really thinks he is the owner of a barbecue stall
unacceptable!
"Young Master Mu, do you need help?"
Mu Jing turned her head and saw Huo Qi who was smiling.
Different from the seriousness and coldness of the others in the Twelve Guards, Huo Qi is the most unserious and detached existence.
Mu Jing almost cried with joy, "Yes! I really need it!"
Now, he can't wait to give Huo Qi a big hug.
There is still warmth in this world.
Huo Qi chuckled, "Then wait a minute, I'll find another helper for you." After finishing speaking, he turned around and waved to Huo Jiu, "Jiu'er, come here!!"
Mu Jing looked strange, "Jiu'er?"
He thought of the pile of weird comic books in Xia Rao's study room, and when he accidentally opened them, he saw a very eye-catching scene.
Until now, it is still lingering in Mu Jing's mind.
He looked at Huo Qi, then at Huo Jiu.
Holding the skewer with a look of indifference.
Sure enough, even the bodyguards were in pairs, and in the end, I was the only one who was alone.
Back in the room, Huo Yunque gently avoided Song Yaoyao's ankles, and gently put her on the bed.
"Sleep?"
"But, is it really okay to leave them outside?" Song Yaoyao hesitated.
"Where is the relationship?"
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows indifferently, he sat sideways beside Song Yaoyao, leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips.
There is a cold fragrance in the breath, and the voice is hoarse and magnetic.
Song Yaoyao raised her head and let him kiss her.
It was as if a hand was stirring back and forth in her head, and it was about to become a paste—
"Sister Yaoyao!"
"Boom boom boom!"
"Sister Yaoyao, are you in there?"
Outside the room, Tongtong's milky voice sounded.
Song Yaoyao shivered and bit her tongue.
"Aww..."
In pain, she instantly had stars in her eyes and tears in her eyes.
"It hurts so much..."
Will it bleed
Huo Yunque's face turned pale instantly, he pinched Song Yaoyao's chin, "Let me see."
"Woo..."
Song Yaoyao was pitiful, her small face was wrinkled into a ball, she stuck out the tip of her tongue tremblingly, and pointed to Huo Yunque.
It was quiet outside the door, Tongtong didn't find anyone, and seemed to have given up.
"No blood."
Ordinary people will suffer from pain for a long time if they accidentally bite their tongue, not to mention Song Yaoyao, who is born with a well-developed pain nerve.
Even if she didn't bleed, it still hurt her enough.
Huo Yunque frowned, his expression was cold.
Song Yaoyao's teary eyes were dim, and she looked into the man's deep eyes through the water, wondering if she was wrong. She always felt that Huo Yunque was thinking whether to go out and catch Tongtong and beat him up.
She was taken aback by this thought, and when she looked carefully, she felt that she was really wrong.
Huo Yunque looked at it for a few seconds, "It still hurts?"
Song Yaoyao nodded aggrievedly, "Yeah!"
It hurts so much!
In the next moment, the cold fragrance like pine snow filled the nose.
The slightly cool lips fell on Song Yaoyao's lips.
toss and turn.
Grind together.
A certain communication that was interrupted just now is resumed.
That invisible hand began to turn clouds and rain in Song Yaoyao's head again.
She clutched the man's shirt with her small hands, and the feeling of lack of oxygen made her brain go blank for a while. Can't feel any pain.
really-
Brother, is the panacea to cure her.