Chapter 239

"The moon is like frost, do you think I dare not?" At night, Mo Chen was so angry that he vomited blood.

This damned woman has the same innocent face as Ziyan. She is so beautiful, but she has a heart totally different from Ziyan. She is overbearing, powerful, decisive and cruel.

Yuerushuang looked at yemochen: "I didn't say you dare not, come here, stab it in and cut it off. Then, there will be no more yuerushuang in the world."

"The moon is like frost. Don't force me." At night, Mo Chen was gnashing his teeth, and every word burst out from between his teeth.

The moon is like frost. You are a dead woman. It's so hard to show her weakness and make her soft. She said that she was wrong and asked for help?

You forced him? Did she expect him not to kill her?

Fuck!

The night Mo Chen explodes coarse language, in the heart that indignation, simply have no words.

There are thousands of people in the world. There is no one he dare not kill except the moon.

Yemo Chen despises himself very much. If the moon is like frost, he should have a knife. The moon is like frost, but the knife is in his hand, and the blade is on the neck of the moon. He can't get off!

Yemochen, are you really confused?

Yuerushuang looked at yemochen with a smile: "the knife is in your hand, why does it make me force you? Can you be a little more funny? "

Ye Mo Chen, how dare you treat Miss Ben again? Be careful that your son will never recognize you!

Hum!

Night ink Chen looking at the moon like frost, once again deeply stimulated, this woman is absolutely intentional, deliberately stimulate him.

I really want to tear her face.

The night Mo Chen stares at the moon like frost fiercely, and the moon like frost greets with a smile, as if in provocation.

The atmosphere became more and more tense.

"Wang Ye, Miss Ziyan, she..."

Ziyan lifts the curtain and enters, but his voice stops abruptly.

The picture in the tent is weird. Ziyan suddenly doesn't know whether to go in or out.

However, his appearance and short words brought the people in the tent back to reality.

Moon like frost and night ink Chen is still big eyes stare small eyes, one person seems calm incomparable, one person seems irritable abnormal.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that there is a knife between them. No one here is unfamiliar with it. It's a scalpel used by evil doctors. It looks small and not very impressive. But the knife is extremely sharp. In the hands of evil doctors, it can save people and kill people.

Mo Wanfeng, Qingzhu and Zichen Baobao were so frightened that they didn't react. They didn't expect that they would react again.

The hearts of the three people are all in their throats.

Zichen baby took the lead in sinking: "yemochen, if you dare to hurt my mother, I'm not finished with you."

Young voice domineering spread in the tent, resounding.

Night ink Chen heart suddenly a pain, he most don't want is catalpa Chen baby no longer like him.

Mo Wanfeng, taking advantage of the moment when Mo Chen was stunned, went forward and grabbed the scalpel in his hand, and then scolded: "ah Chen, Ru Shuang was hurt like this because of you. You actually treated her like this when she was seriously injured. Do you have any conscience? I always thought you were just cold-blooded, but you were cold-blooded. "

"Mr. Wang, even if you have more dissatisfaction with the young lady, you can't wait for her to get better?" With that, the tip of Qingzhu's nose was sour, and her hand holding the moon like frost could not stop shaking. She was even afraid of meeting the moon like frost.

The moon is like frost. It looks like one word: shocking!

In the face of many accusations, night ink Chen heart suddenly rose a dissatisfaction, it is clear that the moon is like frost, this woman is wrong first, now all become his not?

But

Micro a drooping eyes, looking at the moon such as frost, now miserable, heart and like a knife to scratch a knife, pain!

The wounds on yuerushuang's body are bleeding. Although they are dry now, they look even more shocking.

However

Angrily come forward, night Mo Chen walk while take off clothes.

Moon like frost stares at Mo Chen in the night and thinks: does this guy turn? You're going to strip?

However, ye Mo Chen, what do you mean when you stare at Miss Ben like you want to kill someone?

In the process of wishful thinking, Yemo Chen has come to him, his coat has been taken off, and the moon is like frost. He subconsciously retreats, and wonders: "Yemo Chen, although there is a saying that food and sex are also important, you can't mess around in the daytime."

"The implication is that we can make trouble during the day? You are just kicking me. Are you reminding me? " Night Mo Chen deliberately distorted the meaning of the moon as frost.

The moon was like frost, and a drop of sweat was dripping from her forehead. She said, "which ear of yours heard what Wang meant?"

"Two ears." Yemo Chen is eloquent.

The moon covered her face like frost: yemochen, what's your moral integrity?

Oh!

How did she forget that Yemo Chen might never have seen it.Suddenly, a wisp of wind passed on his shoulder, and the familiar night Mo Chen's breath poured up. Looking back, he saw that night Mo Chen was hanging his head to make clothes for her. His eyes were focused and his movements were gentle, as if he was dealing with a treasure. He was afraid that if he had a little more strength, he would hurt Bao Bei's hands, and his cold and hard facial lines were a little more soft.

Handsome!

It is said that a serious man is the best to see the moon like frost.

Night ink Chen lift eyes, two people line of sight relative, tenderness overflowing.

At that moment, I don't know who confused my heart and who moved my feelings.

I always thought I couldn't move my heart.

War is in chaos.

However, soon, the moon like frost will find something wrong. Yemo Chen's gentleness should be only for Ziyan. She still remembers the rude scenes. How can she be confused by him?

The moon is like frost. When you pat your head, beauty is wrong!

Beauty is wrong!

Yuerushuang collected her thoughts and looked at Yemo Chen doubtfully: "Yemo Chen, what's wrong with you? Or blind? " Otherwise, why are you so gentle with her? Don't you think she's purple smoke?

Think of that kind of possibility, the moon is like frost in the heart stuffy afflictive.

Night Mo Chen anger: "I really blind."

For fear that she would be seen by others, she would be kind enough to put on a dress for her, and even say that he was blind?

What an ungrateful woman!

Just now carefully put on the clothes on the moon like frost, suddenly pulled back, night ink Chen black face, just how gentle, now how hard.

The moon is like frost

Today's Yemo Chen is just like Yemo Chen!

But

Yemo Chen, how distorted are you? How proud? Don't say you, you as?

The night Mo Chen but grasps the clothes, angrily walked.

On the way to Ziyan, he did not forget to give her a vicious command: "do not prepare a carriage for her, and do not prepare a horse for her."

No carriage, no horse. I'll see how you go.