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They can finally be together

Four years ago, they missed it at the airport. Four years later, they met again at the airport.

Mohan city is looking forward to this day, and has been looking forward to it for a long time.

Big palm involuntarily covered the back of her head, fingers through her hair, buckle her, firmly in the arms, never let go.

He lowered his head and his thin lips fell in her ear and said, "what kind of wedding do you want?"

Qiao Anxia was stunned, "I..."

Her words have not finished, Mo Han City suddenly bit her earlobe, "will think again."

"Well?" Qiao Anxia's suspicious side eyes.

On his deep eyes, Qiao an Xia is confused.

A burst of heat in the neck socket, the man's hot breath was sprinkled on her delicate neck, and took a small bite, "I now have two hours to rest."

After a while, he said, "listen to Joe's face and say it."

Last night, Hancheng went to save her father. She must have not slept well all night.

Look at the state of seven.

What's more, Qiao Anxia is very familiar with Mo tingyue. He has always been cautious, and his security measures must be excellent. If he wants to find any mistakes, he must hide for a long time and plan carefully.

Looking at her positive color small face, the long finger of Mo Han City rubbed her delicate cheek, and her lip corners slowly drew up a radian, "there are more important things to do."

"What?" Qiao Anxia looked at him suspiciously.

The deep sight of Mo Han City suddenly became gorgeous and illusory, like a fatal whirlpool, which attracted her to fall in little by little.

He held her face gently with warm palms, rubbed her skin with long, bony fingers, and kissed her lips with his head down.

"I want you - give me a baby."

……

President of Mo University made full use of the two hours of rest, so that Qiao Anxia tossed and tossed in bed until she fainted and directly slept all afternoon.

Wake up again, so big landing window, the moon hung high, neon gorgeous.

The beautiful scenery with dim lights is not as good as the French window. Standing in front of the French window, the tall and straight figure is tall and straight.

"I'm so hungry."

Qiao Anxia got up and rubbed his hungry flat stomach and looked at the man in front of the French window.

The shadow reflected by the glass slowly draws up a smile. Mo Hancheng drinks up the wine in the goblet in his hand, turns and walks to the bedside.

Conveniently put the wine cup on the bedside table, stretch out the long arm and hold the small figure sitting up in his arms.

He lowered his head, thin lips close to her ear, gently exhaled heat, the corner of his lips hook up a bad smile, "have not fed you?"

Qiao Anxia glared at him angrily, covered his stomach and explained, "my stomach Well... "

Before the words were finished, the gentle kiss fell on her lips, rolling and sucking, with a gentle bite, gradually deepened, warm tongue pryed open her teeth, overbearing penetration, the aroma of red wine in the mouth diffuse.

Joanna's body was as soft as electricity in his arms.

"Gu Gu Gu ~"

the stomach cried out, and Qiao Anxia's face was red.

She was really hungry.

I didn't eat in the morning. I came to him at noon After doing so much physical work, I forgot to eat at last and stayed in bed until now.

She's empty. She's hungry.

The cry of her stomach saved her.

Mo Han City nostalgic to loosen her lips, big palm pet of the knead her small head, "take you to eat."

He got up and was about to go to the closet to help her with her clothes.

Qiao Anxia suddenly seized the corner of his coat, and his face was dark, "cold city..."

She stopped talking as if she had something on her mind.

Mo Han City sat down and held her in his arms, and said in a warm voice, "what's the matter?"

Qiao Anxia raised her eyes and looked at him. Her pupils swayed gently. "Mo tingyue will not divorce me easily. I'm afraid..."

"I'll take care of these things. You don't have to worry. I'm everything." Mo Han City hugged her, thin lips lying in her ears, deep eyes.

Even if he tried his best, mertingyue would not divorce.

Big deal, fight for that position.

……

At the moment, the basement of St. Ann's hospital.

As soon as Modin got off the plane, he came straight over.

The bodyguards immediately went up and bowed respectfully, "young master."

At a glance, he saw the empty hospital bed in the ward. Mo Ting's eyes on the moon were cold and heavy and awed at them, "where are the people?"

The bodyguards looked at each other. They were scared by his cold eyes and swallowed their saliva.

Silence -

such silence makes Mo tingyue more angry.

"I ask you guys!"The anger in his eyes was almost blazing! Deafening low roar, so that all the people on the scene are back a cold.

One of the bodyguards, heart raised to the throat, said with difficulty, "Mr. Qiao It's taken away. "

Almost every word he said was squeezed out of his teeth, with a tremor in his voice.

Mo tingyue's face was hard to see now, and his eyes were so cold and terrible that all the people present bowed their heads, and no one dared to look up at him.

At the moment the bodyguard said it.

Death like silence spreads in the air -

the silence is so oppressive that people can't breathe. The bodyguards feel breathless, their bodies are sweating, and everyone's palms are soaked with sweat.

For a long time.

"Oh."

Mo Ting month roars to send out a trace of sneer, the eyes sharp sweep over them, "snatched away?"

"Waste!"

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Mo tingyue's whole body was cold and frightful. He hit the transparent glass outside the ward, and his knuckles instantly seeped blood, "Mo Han City!"

Damn it!

How dare he calculate!

"Look! Find it for me

"Even if we dig three feet, we should find him out!"

Mo tingyue's murderous eyes swept over them, and his cold and overcast sight, like a demon, made people numb.

"Yes

Dare not neglect, everyone immediately split up to find the position of Qiao Yue.

"Damn it!" Mo Ting's eyes turn back like ice.

On the transparent glass, a scarlet punch mark was engraved.

His hands were still bleeding, and his face was gloomy and returned to the old house of the Mohist family.

Seeing his return, sister Qin immediately respectfully welcomed him, "young master, you are back."

"And Joanna?"

Mo tingyue glanced at her coldly, and the first sentence was to ask Qiao Anxia.

Before sister Qin could answer, he strode in and walked across the living room to the dining room

"Joanna, get out of here!"

He went to the restaurant and didn't see Joanna. His face was even worse.

Mo tingyue wants to go upstairs again.

At this time, sister-in-law Qin ran over and asked, "young master, isn't your wife with you?"

Mo Ting Yue's feet stopped, staring at her coldly.

"Young master, my wife has never come back. Has she not come back with you?" Qin's sister-in-law did not know, so she frowned and explained.

The moon light of Mo Ting couldn't stop cold,

"Oh..."

"He's made a plan."

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