Yin Mo Ting turned back and closed the door, rushed directly to Liu Mo Xi and hugged her in his arms.

Liu Moxi's body rubbed by him lost balance and could only hug Yin moting's neck. With her hug, Yin moting's strength became stronger and she could hardly breathe.

"Let go." Liu Moxi's voice became distorted and couldn't say a complete sentence at all. He clenched his fist and knocked on Yin moting's back and on his penetrating wound again.

Smelling the faint fragrance on her body and feeling her temperature, Yin moting's nerves were concentrated on Liu morxi. He didn't feel the pain at all, but the skin and flesh were honest. The hot blood soaked through the white shirt and spread large traces.

The fiery red from the heart startled Liu Moxi, "Yin moting, you're bleeding."

She didn't know that Yin moting had a penetrating injury. For a moment, she thought it was her fist that broke him. She wondered why Yin moting looked very strong and didn't beat so much.

Yin Mo Ting didn't mean to loosen at all. He put his head to Liu Mo Xi's ear and became more intimate.

He knew that his wound was bleeding, but now he hoped that the wound would never heal. Every time Liu morxi saw him bleeding, he would be worried and nervous. For Yin moting, it is a kind of enjoyment to have the wound that Liu morxi cares about. If he has enough blood, he is willing to let it flow.

"Yin moting, can't you hear me? Let go of me. Why are you bleeding again? I just hit you gently." Because there was no good focus, her hand pushed his stomach hard to push him away.

The kitten's itching strength made Yin Mo Ting itch. He smiled softly and said, "don't make trouble with Xi Xi, hold it for a while." He let go of a little strength so that she could relax a little, but he began to be dishonest.

Liu Moxi shrunk on the left and right, dodging his stroking, "Yin moting, I've been telling you that you're bleeding. Did you hear me?" She was worried at first. After all, Yin moting's back was red.

His Adam's apple rolled to her ear, touched the delicate earlobe, and in a deep voice with tenderness, "do you love me?"

"I don't love you!"

"You lied and said you loved me." His tone was very tough, but he was like a husky looking for comfort. He was tired of her neck, just to hear her say that he loved him.

Liu morxi felt that his body would react differently to these actions, "well, well, I love you. Let me go and wrap it up."

Finally he heard what he wanted to hear. Yin moting was more reluctant to let go of his tender voice. "Xi Xi, you said you broke it for me. You bleeding for me. You have to wrap it up for me."

Liu Moxi's forehead suddenly set up three black lines, which was obviously extortion. Even if Liu Moxi was stupid, she could understand that the bright red blood was not made by her, but Yin Mo Ting still had to rely on her, so she couldn't make sense.

Didn't hear Liu morxi promise, Yin Mo Ting touched her hair and had a cynical attitude, "if you don't give me a bag, I'll hold you and let me die."

Threat, robber logic! Liu Moxi cursed in her heart.

"All right." Liu morxi reluctantly tooted his mouth and spit out two words.