Chapter 754

Heya stood aside worried.

Gong Heng doesn't show his skill easily.

So few people know that he has been a black section master of Taekwondo since he was a child.

But to her surprise.

It seems that the other side should not be underestimated.

She looked him up.

He is an actor of film, TV and song. He has been developing in Hollywood before.

Now I'm going back to China for development.

Look at his introduction, there is no introduction that has anything to do with martial arts.

But if you are a layman, no one will believe your skill just now.

After all, Gong Heng's skill is not just a casual talk.

Even she couldn't beat him.

This man, however, can avoid continuously.

It's not bad.

In Mo Jincheng's eyes, he also shows a worried look.

Xiaomi porridge is bought from a famous porridge shop nearby.

Because he met a lot of people in line, and he was a star, he wasted a lot of time.

I don't know if it's cold.

There's a microwave in the ward.

If not, I will be hungry.

Therefore, we must quickly send millet porridge.

He looked around at the onlookers, handed millet porridge to a little girl, and said with a smile, "can you help me with porridge?"

The little girl looked at Mo Jincheng's flourishing beauty and nodded, but her eyes didn't leave half a minute.

Mo Jincheng smile, eyes is alienated smile.

The little girl has been overwhelmed by his smile.

Unconsciously carrying millet porridge.

Seeing that porridge is well protected, Mo Jincheng turns his head and looks at the guy standing in the same place.

"Let's go."

Gong Heng suddenly withdrew his gesture.

"Well You bought that for that woman? "

Because of a bowl of porridge?

That's why that woman

Mo Jincheng does not understand looking at Gong Heng.

Gong Heng nodded clearly: "right, it's porridge, right?"

Mo Jincheng

Gong Heng turned and went to the door.

He Ya looks at his back and looks at Mo Jincheng in a puzzled way.

Mo Jincheng's eyes also show surprise.

Who the hell is this man?

Come and go.

Mo Jincheng takes back his sight, takes the porridge, and puts his hand under it to feel the remaining temperature of the porridge.

The little girl said excitedly: "Mo dada, can you sign for me?"

Mo Jincheng shook his head: "no, next time, OK?"

The girl looked at Mo Jincheng in disappointment: "why?"

In the past, Mo mostly responded to every request and was very good to fans.

What happened today?

Mo Jincheng mentions the millet porridge in his hand and smiles directly to the bottom of his heart: "because I want to deliver dinner to my girlfriend."

I'll be hungry later.

Fans Lengshen Kung Fu, Mo Jincheng has gone to the elevator.

Soon, the number key jumps to the square floor.

He was carrying millet porridge and walked slowly to the ward.

I don't know if it's the first time I buy something for someone. I feel like I'm flying.

However, I didn't like these things very much before.

Push open the door, Mo Jincheng see sitting on the windowsill, basking in the sun.

The sun was shining gently on her.

It makes her look soft.

Li Meng discovers Mo Jincheng and just wants to surprise Fang Yuan, but Mo Jincheng stops her.

He shook his head and motioned to Li Meng to go out first.

Li Meng nodded and backed out.

The whole room was still as quiet as before.

There doesn't seem to be any difference.

Fang Yuan smelled the familiar smell.

The kind of safe, people will not panic taste.

Otherwise, even sitting here, looking at the road outside and feeling what's going on outside, still makes her anxious.

However, from that smell floating in, her whole person seems to relax.

He Come back.

The hope in my heart is like touching a candle when there is a power failure.

The moment of lighting, even the air is the taste of happiness.

"Guess..."

"You go back to..."

Two people make a sound and radio simultaneously.

Then, both of them laughed.

The corners of the mouth are curved and the radian is similar.

Mo Jincheng looks at the girl in front of him and finds that he doesn't know when they can synchronize to this point.Fang Yuan also looked directly at the direction of Mo Jincheng, as if he had cast layers of white gauze, and could really see Mo Jincheng.

In fact, even if the eyes can not see, she can still clearly depict his appearance.

Because, in that night, that moonlight like hook night.

He gave her a kiss, but he had taken away her whole uneasy heart.

"Are you hungry?" Mo Jincheng opens the box quickly and pushes the hot millet porridge to Fangyuan.

"Waiting for me to come back?"

His voice was so close that it startled Fang Yuan.

Suddenly close, without warning.

Her face turned red.

"No I There's nothing wrong with it. "

I'm not waiting for him.

Mo Jincheng bited her earlobe with a bad heart: "reply hard."

"Don't..."

Fang Yuan made a shy voice, like a kitten.

Easily arouse the desire of Mo Jincheng.

With a smile, he put his fingers around his long square hair and asked, "what else?"

Fang Yuan is shy. His warm breath pours on his cheek. He itches and wants to escape, but the whole person is in his chest, so he can't escape.

Don't Don't get so close.

Don't make fun of her.

She won't keep it.

"What are you doing out there?"

Fang Yuan turns his head to avoid Mo Jincheng's teasing.

Mo Jincheng smiles, straightens up, and says, "I bought you a smile. You can have porridge."

Fang Yuan was relieved.

The powerful atmosphere around us has been withdrawn.

Mo Jincheng sees her nervous appearance, her eyes fall on the porridge, and a bad smile rises from the corner of her mouth.

"What kind of porridge?"

Everything is finally normal.

Fang Yuan secretly wiped the hot temperature on her cheek.

But don't know her all these small actions, all in the eye of Mo Jincheng.

What a shy little girl.

"I'll feed you porridge."

"No, I can do it myself."

"Nonsense."

"All right."

Fang Yuanwei's aggrieved consent.

But after I agreed, I felt something was wrong.

As for what was wrong, she could not say.

The smile on Mo Jincheng's face is bigger. He picks up the spoon and touches the porridge with his lips first.

Well, just right.

He put the porridge in the spoon into his mouth.

When Fang Yuan was still confused, he grasped her lips.

Fang Yuan stares big eyes!

Sweet millet porridge, along the lip gap, slowly flowing into the lips and teeth.

And her body, like being fixed, motionless, burst out colorful fireworks in her mind.

This

This

This

What does that mean?

His kisses were fierce, and before he could think about it clearly, he could not remember his lingering offensive kisses.

Sweet millet porridge, along the esophagus, do not know where to climb.

And Fang Yuan doesn't know where he is.