Chapter 768： "Im still trying to let you go. You have to mess with me." (1/2)

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Wen Ying didn't believe him at all. Now he heard him talk about this topic in such a ridiculous tone, and his blood was so calm that he couldn't calm down. ”Mo Shichen!”

”Calm down, Ms. Wen, I don't have any opinion if you want to button me a hat, that is ... such simple and rude mental retardation as killing lovers, I don't want to carry on.”

”you……”

Wen Ye identified him in advance. The first reason was that he couldn't think of anyone else. The second reason was because of his history and history. He really did such a thing, but it was probably because he had just vented it and accumulated it. After his emotions were released, at this moment, he gradually calmed down after hearing what he said.

However, his face was still unsightly, very cold, and the nerves in his body were very tight. He stared at him, trying to see what emotional flaws he had.

He did not cherish her ”calmness” at all, and asked with a smile, ”Are you so angry, is he dead?”

The person mentioned by him had just been rescued from danger, and at this time anyone would listen to him like this—hey, it ’s dead, it ’s a shame if he did n’t die, a man would probably want to slap people, Wen Ye After hearing it, I wanted to pump him.

The fist she clenched in her hand tightened and she held back again.

”Dare you swear to God, nothing to do with you?”

The man shrugged slightly, ”I dare to talk to me, do you want to listen?”

She really wanted to pump him.

”Mo Shichen, please **** me carefully,” she narrowed her eyes, and her expression on her face returned to plainness, but her words seemed as cold as possible. ”Even if you don't admit it, I was found out someday. I cannot kill you if the law can't rule you. ”

Mo Shichen looked at her face. The arc of laughter on her lips never faded, but her eyes gradually became shaded, like the cloudless sky was covered by thick cloud magpies. The gloomy depression, ”I Say Miss Wen, why are you talking so annoying? ”

The man's fingers slowly lifted his lips that had just been kissed and rubbed, rubbing gently, ”I'm still trying to let you go in this difficult effort, you have to come and mess with me,” he said. As she slowly lowered her head, the warmth of her lips and nose sprayed on her skin, leaving nowhere to hide, ”You said, what should I do, eh?”

Wen Zheng naturally sensed the crisis and pushed him away with his hand against his chest.

Mo Shichen was pushed back a few steps by her, and the distance between the two was slightly apart.

Wen Yan took a deep breath to keep himself calm, then looked at him without looking down, and walked past him.

He couldn't bear to find her. She came to her door now. How could he let her go like this?

Wen Yan felt his bad gas field, held his breath and speeded up his steps to walk past him, but like her hunch, the man clasped her wrist when rubbing his shoulders, and then dragged directly She brought her into her arms.

”Smashed my laptop, slapped my palm, spilled my coffee, and the financial loss alone is enough for me to send you to the police station. Miss Wen, are you going to leave like this?”

He clasped her waist, thin lips pressed against her ears as he spoke, and his breath deliberately twitched her sensitive nerves.

Wen Yan took a deep breath, leaning his head and dodging him intentionally or unintentionally, calmly, ”I will compensate you for the loss, if it is really just a misunderstanding.”