Jun Mohan looks down at the little thing that night star is holding in his hand, but the cat that is the size of a palm is not like an ordinary cat. His gorgeous eyes are coagulated into a deep dark light, and his thin lips light up. "Is this the thing?"
"Yes, obviously this is her last card."
Jun Mo's eyes were cold and bright, and he said lightly, "let's have a good study."
"Yes!"
Then, Jun Mohan goes into the room where Cangling is being held. There are some torture tools around Cangling, and her whole body is hanging and dying.
Jun Mohan said directly, "Cangling, the first-class dead man of the Xiling family of the ancient family, even if you don't say anything, I know your identity as well."
Cang Ling raised her head in shock, stared at the man in front of her, who was he? Why the ability is so strong, refresh her understanding again and again.
Jun Mo's cold eyes flashed over the dangerous cold awn, and he began languidly and casually, "do you think that the secret of the ancient family should not be discovered?"
"Who are you? How do you know the Xiling family? "
You don't know that you hurt the most important person of me. Neither you nor Xiling family want to be alone
"No matter how powerful you are, you can't compete with the powerful Xiling family," said Cangling
Jun Mo's cold thin lips set off a charming arc and smiled, "I can't help myself! I'll keep you, just lead to your last card. That little animal, I'll study it. If it's useful, it's useless. It's cooked, and you live to the limit of my tolerance. "
Jun Mohan's sentence has already pronounced Cangling's death.
Cang Ling's face twisted and her mouth made a strange sound, but no matter how loud the sound was, there was still no response or sound.
Cang Ling realized that the man in front of her might be really powerful, "you You... I can't die. How do you know my identity? Don't you know the identity of the woman you saved? You let me go, I'll tell you... "
"What kind of identity doesn't matter. She's just my wife. If you die, no one will know her identity."
Cangling suddenly laughed, "you You think you can protect her, ha... "
Jun Mohan squints at Cang Ling and says to the people around him, "do it!"
"Yes!"
When Jun Mohan walked out of the door, Cangling was killed. Her eyes were wide and she couldn't believe that the man was so cool and cool that she was killed.
She's not finished!
……
When Jun Mohan came home, it was more than one o'clock in the morning.
When he entered the room, a small light was still on in the corridor, while his little wife was sleeping on the sofa, with the remote control in her hand and the TV on.
Jun Mohan looked at it and jumped down with heartache. He went to squat down gently, looked at her tired sleeping face and sighed.
This silly girl, left a note for her, let her sleep first, but wait here.
Jun Mohan gently takes the remote control in Feng Sujin's hand, turns off the TV, and gently picks her up, intending to return to the bedroom.
Feng Sujin felt the familiar breath. She was waiting for Jun Mo to be cold. She didn't sleep very hard, so she would wake up.
Feng Su Jin rubbed her eyes. "Ink cold? Are you back? "
Jun Mohan lowers his head and kisses the eyes of Feng Sujin. "Well, come back, fool, didn't you go to bed early?"
"I can't sleep alone. I want to wait for you."
Jun Mo's cold heart seems to have been hit by this sentence. It's soft and inconceivable. There's also a warm current surging, "darling, sleep, I'm back."