Chapter 671

Moqing takes Joey to his bedroom and goes straight to the bathroom.

Joey foam was put into the wide bathtub by him. When the warm water penetrated through the thin pajamas, Joey foam's taut body trembled in a small arc. His clear eyes were filled with fear and confusion. He looked at the man sitting by the bathtub with a disheveled head in his hand.

Mu Qing Yin's face at the moment is strange and becomes a bit sinister. Looking at her eyes, she can't distinguish between hatred and anger.

Joey Mo raised his shoulders, put his hands around his chest, and wrung his eyebrows hesitatingly, "you, what are you doing?"

Joey didn't expect that the first time he brought himself to the bathroom

MuQing scented eyes down, clear Jun's face at the moment looking at some cold, but the voice of the export has always been light, "his blood stained your pajamas."

Joey Mo pursed her icy lips and looked down at her pajamas, but she didn't see any blood stains on them.

……

An hour later, MuQing came out of the bathroom with Joey Mo in her arms. She put her on the bed and leaned over her forehead to kiss her. "It's OK. Go to sleep."

Joe foam stares at Mu Qing's face, and the mystery in his heart is snowballing bigger and bigger.

Who the hell is he? What does it do? Who is mo Xiaolan who burst into her room late at night with blood all over her body? He seems to know himself

"Well..."

The brain suddenly stabbed of pain get up, Joe foam didn't guard against, frown pain sing out a voice.

"Joe, Joe." MuQing's eyes closed tightly, holding Joey's hand, and his voice was serious, "dear, no matter what you think now, stop“

"It hurts." Joy foam shivered with pain, his eyes watered helplessly looking at MuQing.

MuQing scented to pick up Joe foam again, let her sit on his legs, thin lips gently close to her ear, "then stop, stop, don't hurt."

His voice was as clear and soft as the wind, with bewitching and super soothing function, which swept into Joey's ears.

Joy Mo closed her eyes, her white and pretty face turned to Mu Qingyin's chest, one hand grasped Mu Qingyin's waist shirt, and her lips trembled, "I don't want to, I don't want to..."

Moqing's scented face was deep in joy's suffering, and his eyes were deep in love and cold.

……

Three hours later, Moqing went out of the bedroom.

Ling Yin and Cheng Yin were respectfully at the door.

"Boss, let Mo Xiaolan break into Fengyuan. It's the subordinates who are not good at doing things. Please punish him“ Cheng Yin stood like a straight bow and arrow, his head hanging hard.

MuQing scented face is quiet, smell speech light saw eye Ling sound.

Ling Yin back a Lin, "please boss punishment!"

"I will not punish you!" Moqing scented plain road.

Ling Yin said, "the boss is kind to his subordinates, but it's not a reason for his subordinates to neglect their duties and evade responsibility and punishment. I'm going to get the punishment! "

With that, Ling Yinchao bowed deeply and walked downstairs with his back straight.

MuQing didn't look at Ling Yin, "Cheng Yin stay, the rest back."

"Yes

MuQing pursed her lips and looked back at the door of the eye room. Her eyes narrowed and she walked towards the study.

Cheng Yin watched Mu Qing Yin enter the study, then waved the rest of them away, while he was guarding the door.

……

Study, all around are bookshelves, bookshelves full of books, see people dazzled.

MuQing went to the bookshelf on the right side of the desk and saw him reach out and touch one of the bookshelves. Then, a sound like a wooden wheel rolling on the ground sounded, and a row of bookshelves suddenly sank into the inside of the wall.

Bang.

Two planks open from the middle of the floor where the bookshelves slide back, revealing a square round table.

Moqing went over and stood on it.

Then there was a slight sound, and Moqing scented the whole room.

And slowly, the open board closed with a bang, and the bookshelf slid back to its original position.

The study is on the ground floor.

In July, the underground temperature is as cold as winter.

In the narrow and cold room, there was only a light with weak light hanging from the dark gray ceiling.

"Muqingyin, you have the ability to kill Lao Tzu. It's just that Lao Tzu can go down to give Mo Mo a company!" Mo Xiaolan is sitting on the wall. Even if he is so embarrassed, he is still wild and unruly in front of MuQing's face!

Moqing's eyes were cool and looked at Mo Xiaolan. He didn't say anything. He walked in front of him and slowly picked up his crutch and fell on Mo Xiaolan's trembling arm.

Mo Xiaolan's eyes are red, and her face is black and blue because she is suffering from pain. She is biting her teeth and staring at muqingyin. "Muqingyin, is that all you can do? Kill me, kill me“

Muqingyin still said nothing, but the strength used on the crutches increased sharply.

Mo Xiaolan roared low, and the green tendons on her forehead jumped out. A pair of red eyes seemed to jump out of her eyes in the next second.

Almost.

MuQing took back his crutch and stared at Mo Xiaolan coldly. His voice was like a ghost. "If someone offends me, I won't kill him. I prefer to let him live rather than die."

“……”

……

The next day, Joe foam face is sweat wake up, Mu Qing Yin that handsome extraordinary face will be the first time printed into her eyes.

Joy foam floating panic eyes slightly frozen.

"Nightmare?" Mu Qing Yin looks at Qiao Yi Mo tenderly, way.

Joey took a few breaths, pursed his dry lips, looked around the room, and remembered that he had carried him to his room to sleep last night.

Mu Qing Yin takes up Qiao Yi Mo, a hand wraps in palm heart, slowly covers Qiao Yi Mo body, Mou Guang deeply understands, stares at her suddenly panic twinkle eyes, lowers the head to kiss her.

Joey Mo's back was stiff and his eyes were staring at him.

"Joe, relax." Mu Qing Yin nibbled at Qiao Yi Mo's lower lip and picked her eyes.

Joey foam heart channeled a wisp of hemp meaning, hanging long eyelashes.

MuQing scenting opened the thin quilt between the two people, the body in an instant no gap to stick to each other.

Joe foam breath stifles, perplexed lift Mou to see Mu Qing Yin.

Mu Qing Yin also stares at her, the pupil of the eye dye lets Qiao Yi Mo strange and the dark fire of palpitation. At the same time, she was sensitive to the unusual heat pestle on her thigh.

Joy foam subconsciously back, but the next second, she was his strong hook waist to take back.

"Joe, I don't want to wait any longer." MuQing gazed at Joey Mo with a hoarse voice.

what do you mean?

Joy Mo is still ignorant, do not understand the meaning of his words.

However, the next moment, the body was suddenly torn pain surge hit.

Ah

Joey Mo yelled in his heart. His eyes widened two times in an instant. His small face was pale and shocked. He looked at the man whose eyes were unusually red.

MuQing's eyes narrowed. She clasped Joey's wrists with her hands and raised them on the board at the head of the bed. Her thin lips blocked her lips. She was desperate to plunder and possess!

……

Joey Mo didn't know how long the "punishment" lasted. She only knew that in the end she couldn't make a sound, but someone still wouldn't give up.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon when I woke up again.

Joey felt as if she had been run over by a car and was about to fall apart.

Holding his waist, he sat up slowly from the bed. Joey frowned and looked at the empty bed beside him. The corner of his mouth sank.

Joey took a deep breath and got out of bed, shaking like a spring as her feet landed. Joey Mo was angry and ashamed. He couldn't help scolding a bastard in his heart!

Because someone had torn his pajamas, Joey went to his cloakroom to find a shirt to cover his body.

When he got to the cloakroom, Joey didn't see many men's clothes, but most of them were women's clothes, and there were a lot of hangtags left!

Joey was stunned.

Dark rub rub think, this person should not be open clothing company? Cough.

……

Qiao Yi Mo tidies up to dress neatly to come out from the room, so coincidentally bumped into with Mu Qing Yin.

Two people seem to have not expected, all Leng Leng.

Immediately, Joe foam small face a pull, angrily stare at Mu Qing Yin, petite body withdraw from his body, quietly toward the downstairs.

MuQing thought that Joe foam would not give him a good look today, but he was calm, and his face was clear and peaceful, and he didn't hurry to keep up.

Joe didn't eat breakfast or lunch.

So as soon as he went downstairs, Joey walked to the kitchen.

"The meal is on the table. It's just done."

The man's low voice comes from behind. It's so gentle that it's hard to get angry with him.

Joey pursed her lips and didn't say a word, but her toes had turned towards the restaurant.

As soon as Joe sat down, he picked up his chopsticks and decided to eat. There was one more person beside him.

"I haven't eaten either." MuQing scenting is nothing to talk about, or that's what he said on purpose, in order to let Joe foam know that he is waiting for her to eat together.

Joey doesn't look him in the eye. Move.

Moqing sips her lips and gives Joey a dish.

Joey glanced and pulled his chopsticks aside.

MuQing cellar continues to clip, joy foam continues to dial.

Soon, there was a hill in Joey's foam bowl.

Joe foam looked at the dishes in the bowl, not only did not have the slightest depression, but more angry.

Why don't you figure it out?

She is very hungry now. Does he have to fight against her?

Joey looked at him with depression, "can you have a good meal?"

"Finally, will you look me in the eye?" MuQing said.

Joey Mo, "..."

Muqingyin put down her chopsticks, held the hand that Joe foam put on the dining table with a light fist, and stared at her with deep eyes. "Qiao Qiao, it's human nature for men and women to love each other, not to mention that you and I are lovers."

If she hadn't thought of this, her reaction would not be just like this.

Joe foam small face light board, "but you promised me, to give me time to adapt."

"Well, I did." MuQing Yin Rourou looked at Joey Mo and said patiently, "so in the past two months, I promised you to sleep with me separately. Besides this morning, I didn't force you or pressure you. Is that true? "

Joey stares at him, half a sound. "You don't think you can do that in the morning, can you?"

"... are you talking too much, too long or too deep?" Moqing scented thin corners of the mouth fade out, if there seems to be no smile.

Joey suddenly choked.

So caught off guard, OK!?.