Chapter 598

Chen Fan looked at Mo Jingyao, and suddenly realized that if time could be reversed, he would rather Mo Jingyao never block him for that night, and he would never have to owe Mo Jingyao again after he owed the metaphor.

Even if Mo Jingyao blocked the shot for him completely subconsciously, it was entirely because Chen Fan was attacked for the sake of color, but he was still unhappy.

Unfortunately, there has never been a "if" in this world. If it happens, it will happen, and there will be no change.

The helicopter took off.

Mo Jingyao's body can't withstand turbulence at all. Therefore, it is most reasonable to choose the fastest means of transportation, the airplane.

On the helicopter, Mo Jingyao was placed beside the metaphor as soon as he got on the plane.

The man is a little weak lying on the new stretcher, but as soon as he thinks of his cool getting off the car in order to separate her and Chen fan, he is annoyed.

He glared at Mo Jingyao fiercely, then turned his head and looked out of the window.

Z area is no more than inland. The plane flies in the high altitude, and the altitude of the ground is quite high. The moving track is a snow mountain with a height of 56 kilometers, which is very common.

Then, this kind of person can see the most beautiful and shocking scenery from high place.

The rolling snow mountains and lakes at the foot of the snow mountain are so spectacular that they can't bear to blink their eyes.

Yes, it's rare to have such a fine weather, so all the beautiful scenery can be seen at a glance.

Coupled with the anger in the bottom of my heart, metaphor really takes Mo Jingyao as air.

Therefore, it is metaphorical color looking at the beautiful scenery under the helicopter, and Mo Jingyao is looking at her.

Before he got out of the car because of his bravado, the wound on his body has already split.

He knew that metaphor must have been discovered.

With her ability, she does not need to show him the wound, she just needs to see him, how his injury is, she will know all about it.

But in the RV to the helicopter, in the helicopter, Yu se actually ignored his injury.

She was angry and he understood.

Big palm gently pulled her dress, "small color, is it beautiful outside?"

His low voice has a little decadent flavor, and a unique magnetism that makes people's heart beat faster, so that Yu se can no longer ignore Mo Jingyao. "Don't you dare to move around at will? You can sit up and watch yourself."

"I'm very kind, but I just don't sit." Mo Jingyao's big palms began to hold her white and tender hands from her clothes. At this moment, it was a little milk dog.

When you got off the bus before, did you think that I spent a lot of energy and energy to repair your improvement? As a result, I worked hard. In a twinkling of an eye, you returned your body to the weakest position. Mo Jingyao, you are not a child, you are an adult man. "

In this way, the girl's anger spread to the corner of the helicopter.

Fortunately, MO-1 and mo-21 automatically closed the cockpit door when they got on the helicopter, and automatically and consciously reserved a two person world for their master and son.

Otherwise, he must be trembling and frightened by the anger of metaphor.

Mo Jingyao glanced at the direction of the cockpit. The door was closed tightly. He was sure that the sound insulation of the door was very good. What's more, he had seen the appearance of his dying life. She had seen the other appearance, but it didn't matter. Thinking of this, he gave a slight smile, continued to grasp the small hand of Yu se, and then solemnly said, "you know I'm an adult man, However, any adult man with blood will never watch his woman coveted by the man next to him without any action. Even if he is dead, he has to show something

"Er You... " Therefore, Mo Jingyao didn't regret not saying that at all. On the contrary, he still didn't admit his mistake?

"Xiaose, my behavior means that I am serious and sincere to you." Mo Jingyao continued to speak with reason and emotion. For the first time, he fell in love with a girl and knew the taste of love for the first time. Anyway, he was idle now. He had to warm up the little woman's heart and make him the only one in his heart.

"Do you know that I insisted on treating you for two hours last night for the sake of your injury. As a result, after two hours of hard work, you just got off the train for a while, and all of them were erased. Mo Jingyao, you don't respect the fruits of my labor." The more he said, the more excited he became. As he spoke, his eyes were red.

Mo Jingyao held her big hand tightly, and finally reflected the crux of the two worlds. Yu se was angry with him more because he didn't cherish himself and wasted her treatment for him. In the end, she had him in her heart, so she was angry because he didn't take care of himself.

As soon as his heart warmed, he held the figurative hand and pulled it.

This unexpected force directly pulled the metaphor to him.

Yes, the metaphor fell directly from his seat to Mo Jingyao.

When the metaphor comes to light, she is really on top of Mo Jingyao's body and will soon fall on him.His face turned black.

If she falls down like this and hits him directly, I'm afraid his injury will be more serious.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his arms. His arms were supported on the side of Mo Jingyao's body in time, and his body was flat on top of his body.

So dedicated to balancing her body, she only sent a small face to Mo Jingyao.

The handsome face of the man lifted lightly, and easily kisses the figurative lips, without any hesitation of silk.

“……” The metaphor is confused. What's the situation? I feel like she's giving kisses directly.

But she didn't.

Men's clear breath diffuses between the breath, each time can let the figurative color breathe quickly, small face red, and then, is a blank brain.

Until Mo Jingyao found that Yu SE's arm trembled slightly because it had been supported for a long time. With his long arms, he gently fished out the metaphor and lay down.

Naturally, he moved a little bit and let the metaphor lie beside him.

The body is not good to move, but the head can be deviated.

Leaning towards metaphor, I looked at her small face.

Metaphor is completely confused by this man's coquettish operation.

Obviously injured, she was not honest at all. She was speechless.

She sniffed at the man's breath, although she did not resist his closeness, but now lying together like this is a kind of outrageous feeling, "Mo Jingyao, no matter how good you look, you can't compare with the scenery below. You let go, I want to see the scenery." Otherwise, after this village, there will be no shop. Not every time I take a plane over such a plateau, the sky is clear and can be seen at a glance.

"What do you say?" Then, she got a black face like a man's ink.