Chapter 375

"Also It's not my problem, it's It's needling. It's because of the pain and reaction of this acupuncture. So, I didn't use it on you yesterday

After hearing Yu se say so, Mo Jingyao's face is just a little Ji, "so, you didn't want me to hurt yesterday?"

"I think so." In fact, I don't want to admit it.

"Obviously." As a result, the man is proud and coquettish, and his stinky face turns cloudy finally.

Feeling Mo Jingyao's deception is getting closer and closer. Her breath is full of his unique masculine breath. Yu se is flustered and says, "Mo Jingyao, the reason why I give you this kind of acupuncture is because I trust you. I believe that you are an iron man who can carry on and will never mess with you. It's OK. You didn't disappoint me. I thought you could only insist on 15 points at most Zhong, I didn't expect you to hold on for half an hour. Don't underestimate the next 15 minutes. If you only insist on the first 15 minutes, you will be able to move without pain at most. As a result, you have persisted for another 15 minutes, and now you are completely recovered. "

"So, I am now hurt well, and I insist on absolutely related?"

"Yes, if you can't hold on, it's no use at all."

Hearing this, Mo Jingyao said with a low smile, "ha ha, you didn't use this set of needling yesterday. Are you worried that I can't carry you to the right place?"

"Well, when did you get me right? Not every time... " As a result, when it comes to the metaphor here, Li code has no sound.

Because, the small body has been once again carried by Mo Jingyao.

This time, Mo Jingyao obviously did not intend to let her go.

Step by step, what he wanted to do.

The color is flustered.

I'm really flustered.

This time, it was her own fire.

It seems that Mo Jingyao really wants to bring her to justice.

The reason for this is that he has left a bottom line for what he has done to her before. Therefore, it is not a real sense of justice on the ground.

Therefore, the man this moment such unprecedented speed, let metaphor color thoroughly flustered.

"Mo Jingyao, you let go, you start..."

But it didn't work how many times she called.

Mo Jingyao did not let her go.

Seeing that he couldn't earn any more, he didn't struggle.

Lying there quietly, the corner of my eyes, quietly filled with tears.

Salty and astringent.

Then, her silence seemed to infect Mo Jingyao, and he slowed down the speed.

Then, thin lips gently kiss her salty and astringent, and then lay down beside her, "small color, I'm sorry."

All of it, when he kisses her tears, suddenly stops.

How could he scare her into tears?

No.

"Mo Jingyao, you are bad, you are bad, you are dead." Yu SE's Pink fist rained on Mo Jingyao's body, and his wound was healed. She could still beat him as she had done before, and pinch him as much as she wanted.

Hearing Yu SE's word "death", Mo Jingyao grasped Yu SE's small fist and said, "live together and die together. If I die, you will accompany me, eh?"

The eye color of metaphor color is deep and quiet.

Quietly facing the man's eyes, there is only one of her, all in his eyes.

He sounded as if he were asking her.

But it's more like a confession.

Special confession.

It means that he will live and die with her.

Live together, die together, only six words.

But it represents the meaning of life and death.

However, the word "death" in his sentence made the metaphor flustered. A little bit of his hand was on his lips, "don't talk about death."

She was afraid.

He was afraid that one day he would wake up in the morning and he would die, so that she would never see him again.

Life is better than death.

All these four words are not in her mind.

She wanted to ask Mo Jingyao what they meant, but she didn't dare to ask.

"Well, it's OK for the husband to sing and the woman to follow." Mo Jingyao said with a low smile that she would not allow him to say death, so he would change another word.

If it was three months ago, let alone that he could say the four words, "husband sings with the woman", even if he heard others say it, he would definitely scoff at it. At that time, he never thought that love would come to him.

Or, because of the relationship between Merson and luowanyi, he never believed in love.

But now, he believes.

Therefore, it is natural to have the four words of "husband singing and women following".

"Mo Jingyao, who is the husband and the woman? I tell you, I haven't got a word with you yet. " She and he, even the relationship between men and women are not sure, he has never admitted in front of people that she is his girlfriend and so on.It's true that the eight characters have not been skimmed.

Mo Jingyao gently hugged the girl, let her lean on his arms, "darling, wait for college graduation." She was too young for him to scare her.

Every word is deeply printed in the ear drum.

She thought that he was telling her that when she graduated from University, he would marry her.

She did not make a sound, she leaned against his arms, closed her eyes, smelled his unique breath, and did not want to think about anything.

What will happen in the future? She doesn't ask for extravagance, she just asks for the moment.

Because of his graduation, or her deep meaning.

He's afraid he won't be able to make it.

At the thought of this, Yu SE's heart sank, and the whole person was soft.

This embrace, unconsciously, an hour passed.

Until the color of the belly called, Mo Jingyao just let go of her, "hungry?"

"Well." Yu se is really hungry. She is not hungry at all.

Sometimes I feel embarrassed, she can eat too much.

None of the girls she met could eat as well as she did.

She used to think that she was sick, but she was not afraid of it since she understood the medical skills. In fact, she was not sick. She was just growing up, so she ate more.

She calculated for herself that she could grow another three or four years.

It's a little bit taller.

That's good. Otherwise, I always feel that I'm much shorter than Mo Jingyao.

Short let her stand in front of him, especially uncomfortable.

Then, she admitted that she was hungry. The man sat up, took her cell phone and handed it to her, "keep playing with your code, and have dinner in half an hour."

"I I'll do it. " I'm sorry.

"You've healed my wound, but you don't want to cook, don't you want to take care of me? Well, now it's what you want." Mo Jing Yao's eyes warm at the metaphor.

"Mo Jingyao, you said as if I was lazy. I didn't

"Well, there's no little color. Absolutely not." Mo Jingyao said and pinched the tip of his small nose. He never knew that women can be lovely.

Well, metaphor is lovely.

Lovely is like poppy, will let the man addicted, that lovely that bashful, since then also can't leave.