He Chunwang rushed up and hugged Mu yuan. "Ah yuan, I'm sorry for you. Don't worry, I'll like you and protect you all my life."

Mu yuan, "..."

The young master's arms were sticky, and his voice was sticky, "ah yuan, I'm sorry for you. It's all my fault. Don't worry, I will take good care of you."

Say and cry, don't mention the deep love.

Mu yuan thought to himself, the instructor is busy every day. He should have no time to come here. There should be a second team in the room. He raised his hand and gently patted he Chunwang on the shoulder. "Well, don't cry, young master. Go back to rest quickly. I'm just addicted to drugs and won't die. Don't worry."

He also expected he Chunwang to go to have a quarrel with He Jing.

He Chunwang wiped his tears and, um, he was very clever. The tip of his nose was red. He looked back at Mu yuan step by step and gradually walked away. Mu yuan looked at his figure, which was not like his own room. He pushed the door in and turned on the light. The curtains were pulled tightly. In order to be afraid of the shadow shaking, he added two more curtains to completely block out the light.

A figure sat on the sofa, his eyebrows and eyes pressed heavily, his hands on his knees, clenched into fists, and his whole body was as tight as a stone carving. Mu yuan felt guilty at the thought of what he had done, not to mention that Jack would come by himself. They had just separated for a short time, and they met again. It must be because of the things tonight, he acted without authorization and did not obey orders.

finished.

If this were put in ancient times, he would be served by the military law.

"Instructor." Although he had just confessed and blustered, Mu yuan didn't dare to smile at this time, otherwise he didn't know how to die, which would be too tragic.

Jack lifted his eyelids slightly, looked at him more and more coldly, pointed to the sofa beside him, and his voice was as heavy as water, "sit down."

Mu yuan came over. Who knows he hasn't sat down yet? Jack suddenly jumped up, threw him on the sofa and pinched his neck with one hand. The veins on his forehead jumped violently, as if to pinch his neck at once. Mu yuan was breathless for a moment, and his eyes were staring so white that he was about to suffocate.

Jack is under a hard hand, long legs across his waist and abdomen, holding his neck in one hand and supporting his chest in the other hand, his eyes are like fire, such as electricity, "who allows you to make your own decisions? Who allows!"

His voice pressed hard, but he also heard a little trembling.

Mu yuan held his wrist with both hands, and the fear of suffocation spread. Jack suddenly let him go. Fresh air came in. Mu yuan breathed heavily, looking at Jack with a surprised face, and his leg was still across his waist.

This is the first time I've seen Jack lose his temper.

Mu yuan was surprised that it was too late to stop. Jack got up, couldn't bear it, and knew that he couldn't make a little movement to arouse suspicion. He really felt that he couldn't stop fighting. He hit Mu yuan heavily on the abdomen, instantly bending Mu yuan down and almost coughing up a mouthful of blood. This late punch caught his full anger.

"This lesson for you!"

Mu yuan leaned painfully against the sofa, and his face changed with pain. He thought that if it were a woman, Jack would have to fight him infertile. It was too hard.

He dared not cry pain.

Mu yuan clearly knew that Jack could not break his leg at this time.

He really... Deserves beating!