In the bathroom, the sound of the water, strong Mu night think of the palace outside, ears can not help burning.

She came out slowly, her cheeks and skin outside were stained with pink.

Gong Mo Zhuo picked up the hair dryer and went behind to help her blow up.

In the mirror, he drooped his eyes, is still that angular face, but now seems to be full of tenderness.

Liemu evening to see Gong Mo Zhuo plucked her shoulder position, she opened her lips: "brother Jiong, that thing -"

"well." Gong Mo Chu but put down the hair dryer, directly sealed her lips.

He kisses her, twists and turns, and finally both fall into the soft bedding.

"Late or late, did you have a dream of a princess when you were a child?" Gongmo looks at the pink room and many lace design questions.

"Well." Strong Mu evening raises an eye, Mou color is misty: "be a bit funny?"

"No Gong Mo was propped up on her body and said seriously: "you were my princess. When I was a child, I am now. Later, we have a baby. If it's a girl, it's our little princess. If it's a boy, it's your knight when you grow up. "

Liemu evening was moved and his nose became sour: "well, brother Chou, you have always been my knight."

Since childhood, even if he regarded her as a younger sister, he could still protect her from the wind and rain.

Gong Mo's bow down and kiss the lips of strong Mu evening.

With the combination of fire and ice, and the combination of hardness and softness, liemuwan completed his second transformation in his life where he had lived for more than 20 years

I don't know how long after that, the moon has risen high outside, and liemu night has no strength at all and sleeps in the arms of Gongmo.

In the room, there is still a small night light.

Gong Mo's eye light falls on the bite mark on the shoulder of liemu evening. The mood in the deep eyes is complicated and changeable, and finally becomes relieved.

In fact, for several moments tonight, he had an impulse to leave his own mark on her again, but in the end he gave up.

She'll hurt.

He didn't seem to be entangled in the surface.

Because to her, he is not a flash in the pan of the past, but the twilight of decades to come.

In this case, why do we have to win or lose like that?

The palace Mo Ji embraces the strong Mu evening and sleeps in the past.

In a white mist, Gong Mo opened his eyes.

Then, he heard the cry of the mouse, especially clear in the dark basement.

His muscles were flabby, like a lion ready to go.

The gun in his hand, at the moment of hearing the sound, has directly pulled the trigger at the sound.

With a bang of a gun, there was a sharp mouse scream, and then it all came to an end.

A few minutes later, what he heard was not a mouse, but the sound of a cockroach crawling. It was so light that he needed to hold his breath.

It's still hard to count his gun in the direction of a bang.

After that, he saw a cloaked man in front of him and said in a coarse voice, "remember, you are Kress, and I am your master."

Once the scene changes, open your eyes again, it is a hail of bullets.

He only remembers who his mission is and what he wants to do is to kill with one blow!

He hit the man in a gallop, and his whole sight was filled with bright red blood.

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