Chapter 1207

There was no blood on his face, and his eyes were half closed. A good herbalist couldn't tell his age at all. The man looked less than 30 years old, with a handsome outline, elegant eyebrows and eyes, corners of his mouth, and even some traces of tenderness.

When he smiles, he must be a gentleman.

Such an image is far from the cold father Mo Lian imagined.

He was stunned for a moment, and looked at Song Mi motionless. He did not dare to make a sound or move forward.

Father....

the feeling of strangeness and familiarity flows quietly in Mo Lian's heart, but there is not too much fluctuation. For him, the word "father" is more just a title, and nothing special.

He walked slowly to squat down. His bright eyes were cold. He put his hand on Song Mi's neck and made a little effort.

Song Mi opens his eyes. There is no disturbance in the pale golden eyes. As he had expected, he only glances at the ink lotus lightly, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.

"You use me." Murian said in a deep voice, with uncontrollable anger.

Song Mi smiled and said, "you need eyes. I'll give you eyes."

"I don't want her eyes!" "Ink lotus is angry way, on pallid face ascend gradually the violent gas like wild animal," return her eyes! "

"Impossible." Song Mi didn't want to, so he smiled and said, "che'er, you are a strong man now. Do you know what to do to get a woman? Grab her, she can't resist you, she can only obey. "

Ink lotus slightly a Zheng, see into that pair of light golden eyes, a moment some of the feeling of being bewitched.

Song Mi laughs. He knows that his son is not like his father. How can he not understand Mo Lian's mind?

"Che'er, don't you want her?" Song Mi said softly, in a soft and gentle tone, which people could not refuse.

Mo Lian frowned and said coldly, "shut up!"

Song Mi smiles.

"I don't need that," said Mo Lian. "I don't want to hurt her. I don't want to hurt her at all."

Looking at him, song Mi's eyes became colder and colder. At last, he hummed, "no future!"

Mo Lian suddenly tightened her hand, grabbed him by the neck, and said in a cruel voice, "can't you understand what I'm saying?"

"The art has been successful. If she gave you her eyes, she will not go back." Song Mi said, "che'er, I'm for you. Why do you have to let yourself suffer? If she can't see, make her eyes. "

"I don't want it. She'll hate me." Thinking of the moment when his eyes were exchanged, Huang Beiyue's disgusted look made him roll, and Mo Lian's heart burst with pain and panic.

Song Mi shook his head lightly and said, "it's really bad luck."

The neck was strangled, breathing was difficult, and the body that had just experienced the natural punishment was very weak. At the moment, song Mi couldn't resist the son who was so powerful that he would be afraid of three parts. Seeing his painful look, song Mi could only say: "I am your father, raising you so big, do you want to deal with me personally for a woman?"

"I don't know what father is." Mo Lian said coldly, "you only told me, don't forget your identity, not a person, just a beast you raise."

Song Mi chuckles, the pale golden eyes move slightly, and the golden light is bright, "just remember. Che'er, do you think there's a Yubei moon for you? Are you different from before? I raised you to be my weapon, not against me. "