Chapter 133 (1/2)

Mo Jingshen stood there expressionless, his voice was clear and icy, his eyes were cold, and he cast his eyes lightly.

The two bodyguards were about to reach for jinuan. Their foreheads and backs were sweating under the eyes of Mo Jingshen. They didn't dare to reach for her again.

Whether it's in the room or the whole 33rd floor of the hotel, the needle can be heard quietly in an instant.

It's not the first time Ji Nuan has seen such a cold and sharp ink depth of field, but his eyes, which are almost frozen to the bone, still make her feel a little cold in the back.

Mo Jingshen's eyes passed them coldly: ”who dares to move her?”

”Mr. Mo, we are at the command of Mr. mo. he is worried about your situation in the room, so he will let us...” The two bodyguards gave a shivering explanation.

The deep brow tunnel of Mo field was sharp and cold, and his eyes fell on one of them. His lips were full of ironic Laughter: ”do you obey me?”

Season is warm by the door, standing in silence.

She knew from the beginning that Mo Shao could not control the depth of field, otherwise, she would not use this kind of mandatory means.

And Xu moshao's practice last night will push the depth of field further and further, which can be felt from his attitude at the moment.

In his eyes, there is no longer the so-called father.

Cold, cold.

Mo goes to Ji's warm side, looks down at her little face that she has no fear from the beginning to the end, and holds her hand.

See Mo depth of field to the door when this action, Mo Shao is momentarily cold face, full of displeasure.

Ji Nuan thinks that ink depth of field is trying to appease her in this way. She will be gently moved by his hand in the palm, and her fingers will be scratched in the palm of his hand, trying to relieve the too solemn atmosphere in front of her.

As a result, in the next moment, she was suddenly pulled by a force, and the whole person directly ran into the arms of Mo Jingshen. Her heel did not stand firm for a moment. Mo Jingshen's powerful arm held her like this, as if announcing the ownership of her, and calmly pressed her into his square inch.

”Ji Nuan is my wife. With me, no one can shake her identity as Mrs. mo.”

Mo Shao's eyes are cold: ”where are the words in the book? She wasn't with you last night? ”

At this time, a quiet voice came from the elevator door not far away: ”Uncle Mo, I'm sorry...”

Mo Shao turned his eyes to an Shuyan.

All answers are self-evident.

Mo Shao's eyes were sullen, and his sharp eyes narrowed: ”it seems that Shuyan doesn't want to use this way to strengthen people's difficulties. I can understand her hesitation. Such a good woman thinks about you everywhere. When she reaches this point, she will give up opportunities. It can be seen how deeply she loves you. What is this warm season? Depth of field, you'd better see it clearly! ”

”I can see it very clearly.” Mo Jingshen's tone of voice is a bit thin and sarcastic: ”I will not leave if I marry, and I will not marry if I write. I will only marry a warm season in my life.”