After comforting the little milk can for a while, the door of the bedroom was suddenly pushed open, and the ink came in directly from the outside.

He looked at the small fried dough sticks and said in a commanding tone, "take the small milk can out first."

Inexplicably, the little fried dough sticks really listened to him and went to the bedside to take the small milk can from Wen churan's hand.

The little milk can hugged Wen churan's neck tightly and didn't let go "no, no, no! I want to be with Ma Ma! "

At that time, Mo said calmly, "do you still want me to help you thief and avenge you? Go out now if you want. "

As soon as I heard this, the dim eyes of the small milk can were lit up in an instant, then Wen churan was released, and he was carried away by the small fried dough sticks.

As soon as the man left, when he was in full bloom, Mo came forward and asked directly, "who hurt you?"

"Thief, didn't I say that?" Wen churan panicked, but his hand in the quilt was clenched into a fist.

It is false to say that she is not nervous, especially under the hot eyes of men, she seems to have been stripped of her clothes and can't hide any secrets.

"The presidential palace is heavily guarded. Do you think a thief can break in?" At that time, Mo did not hesitate to expose Wen churan's lie.

Wen churan's fundus was flustered for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He said half jokingly, "it's not a thief. Who do you think it would be? After five years, what enemies have I made in country V and come to me for revenge in the middle of the night? Believe it or not! "

Seeing her careless attitude, Sheng Shimo frowned. The anger at the bottom of his heart was instantly ignited. He immediately rushed to the bedside, pressed Wen churan's shoulder, slowly leaned over and approached her, and oppressed her a little bit with a strong gas field.

Wen churan panicked and immediately raised his hand against the man's chest to stop him from approaching. "Sheng Shimo, I've been injured. What else do you want to do?!"

Sheng Shimo didn't speak, but grabbed her wrist. He didn't stop until he couldn't get close and even breathed on each other's skin.

All Wen churan can see is the man's deep eyes, just like the mouth of an abyss. If he is not careful, he will fall down at any time.

Her heart seemed to be tightly clenched in her hand. For a moment, she was flustered and stopped breathing.

"Don't tell me what's true and what's false. I know exactly who's going to hurt you!" The man's voice is cold, like the cold wind roaring from the abyss.

Wen churan's body could not help shivering, but he still maintained his final composure. He trembled and said, "I'm telling the truth."

As long as she doesn't say it, he can't help it.

Even if he doubts, he absolutely doesn't know who hurt her!

She was forced to know about the gratitude and resentment of her previous life. Even if she hated him, she didn't want to involve him, which would only bring more trouble.

"Did you say it or not?"

"I've said everything I should say!"

"Warm primary dyeing!" When he was in full bloom, Mo couldn't bear it and roared at her.

Wen churan is not afraid. "Even if you are angry, it's no use beating me and scolding me. I'm still a word. It's a thief who hurt me. Instead of bullying me here, it's better to think about why someone can sneak into the heavily guarded presidential palace easily!"