Chapter 1277

Molucci was almost countercurrent by the blood of her anger.

Mo Dao, she called herself Mo Dao.

"Yan Su, you are much older than me. It's good to call me you," molucci sneered and added, "sister Yan..."

“……”

Yan Su felt that the blood in the five viscera was surging.

She laughed angrily, too.

Listen to what he calls himself, sister Yan.

Before also did not know who is sweet honey in her ear, a sweet little sister.

There was a chill in the atmosphere.

Between the two confrontation, the thief was angry molucci pinch the cry for mercy.

"If you let me let you go, do you feel any shame when you bully a big man and a woman?" molucci was in a bad mood and kicked him again.

Fortunately, not long after, the police came and took the people directly.

A gust of sea breeze blew, and Maurice sneezed directly and coughed twice. Maybe he coughed too much and his face turned red.

Yan Su looked at his embarrassed appearance and remembered that if he hadn't appeared in time, his mobile phone and card would have been robbed. It would have been very troublesome in this foreign land.

She took off her cowboy jacket and handed it to him. "You can put it on. You already have a cold."

"I'm not cold," murucci refused, and he was very upset. He was really crazy just now. Isn't he a thief? Why did he chase so fiercely that he made himself wet.

Yan Su frowned, "molucci, you..."

"No," he said.

“……”

Yan Su simply ordered: "you take off your clothes."

"I will not take it off," said Maurice, turning away.

Yan Su looked at his wet back for a while and went straight to untie his shirt.

Her hot hand pressed against his wet chest, and maurici's heart leaped and bowed. She saw that the skin in her hands was bruised and scarred.

He frowned and grabbed her hand, remembering that she had just fallen to the ground and must have been scratched at that time.

It seems that he hit the man lightly just now.

"You let go," he suddenly grabbed his hand and looked down.

Yan Su's face was a little hot. She pulled it back and tried to untie his clothes for him, but he was stopped by molucci.

"Yan Su, I don't need your clothes," said Maurice coldly.

Yan Su smiles, "please call me sister Yan."

“……”

Molucci choked this time.

"Molucci, you are to give me back the bag to do so, I don't want to owe you," Yan Su said in a slightly complicated mood.

Molucci seemed to be pouring down a basin of cold water and sneered, "don't think too much about it. I didn't know it was you just now. I think it's a woman. People like me like me love to do good deeds."

Yan Su smile, "that is really thank you to see volunteers for."

She insisted on unbuttoning his chest.

"You don't touch me," murucci fidgeted.

Yan Su's hands were stiff, and her lips trembled slightly. "Yes, you always think I'm dirty. Otherwise, I'll go to Miss Tang. Everyone can see that she likes you."

Molucci's face was livid. "OK, you go to find it. Go right away."

Yan Su looked at him for a while and turned around and left.

Molucci grabbed her wrist and dragged her to him. She was so angry that she picked up her small face and kissed her fiercely.

Yan Su was dizzy by his kiss. It was a terrible kiss.

There was no blazing or scalding.

Only the salty taste of sand and sea water.

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