Mo Qing said nothing and patted her on the back gently.
Gu Xiaoran couldn't look any longer. He turned around and walked quickly, bumping into the chest of Shen Lang standing behind her.
Shen Lang held her and whispered, "he's your lover."
Gu Xiaoran breathed and pushed him, trying to push him away.
He grabbed her arm and bowed his head to kiss her red lips.
Gu Xiaoran was startled and turned his head to avoid. The pistol in his hand was on his chin.
Shen Lang smiles. Let her go.
The noise stirred the people in the room.
"Who?" Women's voices.
Shen Lang takes a look at Gu Xiaoran, turns around and leaves quickly.
Gu Xiaoran immediately ran away with Shen Lang and took two steps. Thinking that she was "caught in bed", Mo Qing should explain to her why she wanted to escape?
He stopped and planned to go back to the window. When his scalp hurt, he found that his hair was hooked on the branch beside him.
Depressed, he reached out and grasped the hooked hair. As soon as he pulled it, the hair wrapped around the branch, but he failed to pull it out. On the contrary, he pulled the scalp as if it was going to tear off a piece, which was very painful.
At this time, the shadow of the eye swayed and the cold light came.
Gu Xiaoran was secretly frightened. He was so quick.
Instinctively to avoid, but was entangled in the hair to pull, can not avoid, and stab to the knife is fierce and disease, leaving no room.
At this time, a tight waist, was a strong arm.
It was Gu Xiaoran's familiar arm, but at this time the arm was around her waist, which made her feel like a needle.
Regardless of the pain on her scalp, she broke her face and bent her elbow to hit him on the chest. At the same time, she struggled to the outside. She would rather be stabbed than be in his arms.
He reached out with the other arm, holding her hooked hair bundle to avoid her struggling to break it.
"Don't move." Mo Qing's deep voice came.
Gu Xiaoran raised his head and looked directly at Mo Qing's dark eyes. There was a complex undercurrent churning in the deep of his eyes.
In this moment, the knife went straight to his back shoulder.
Yu Ning was so surprised that he quickly shrunk his hand, but the tip of the sword was still on his arm, and the blood immediately seeped into his white shirt.
Gu Xiaoran saw Yu Ning's face in this moment.
It's her
A white girl's face appeared in memory.
Looking at Mo Qing's shirt dyed red by blood on her arm, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.
If it was someone else, she would never believe that Mo Qing would betray her, but this woman
In the heart five flavors miscellaneous Chen, really cannot distinguish is what taste, sour and astringent mixed with bitter.
Yu Ning looks at the blood oozing from Mo Qing's arm. Her face turns white in an instant. She holds a knife tightly in her hand and looks at the woman Mo Qing is protecting in her arms. Her hair is tangled on the dead branch and covers her face. She can't see her face. She is wearing a black dress made by France.
Mohist people
Beautiful eyes half squint, eyes a piece of cold, "let her go, this woman can't stay."
Mo Qing holds Gu Xiaoran in one hand and goes to untie her long hair on the withered branch in the other hand. He tries his best not to hurt her.
Gu Xiaoran was secretly frightened. Yu Ning didn't even ask who she was, but she was about to kill someone. She was cruel and cruel. You can imagine that she had a sneer on her lips.
This woman is terrible.
Looking up at Mo Qing, she doesn't believe that Mo Qing will kill her, but she still wants to see how he will react.
He looked down at her, soft and calm, as if she did not see the intimacy between him and Yu Ning.
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