Chapter 505 (1/2)

Mo Jingshen looks down at the injury on jinuan's neck, and at the same time glances at her feet on the cold ground. Her voice is shallow and light, which makes her unhappy: ”don't wear shoes? Do you think your body cold is not serious enough? ”

Ji Nuan looks down at his feet, and his toes curl up under the man's eyes.

It's not that she didn't wear them. It's just that it's really inconvenient for her to walk when she stepped on her slippers, so she just took off the stairs.

Then she heard the man's sneering voice: ”the second floor of the villa has a spare fire passage, leading to the back door. I only told Mo Jiaxue that if she dared to step into my room tonight, there would be no more shelter for your mother and daughter in this huge Haicheng.”

He said this to mepeline.

Ji Nuan immediately raised his eyes and looked at the pale mepeline.

”You...” Mo Peilin's eyes are flustered. There is not only one door in the villa. She just guarded the main door. She thought that as long as no one would intrude in and disturb her, she ignored whether Mo Jiaxue would escape from behind.

”Your daughter has no idea, but she knows more about the stakes than you do. She knows how to advance and retreat better than to bring that bowl of things into my door and attract my disgust.” The depth of the ink field is very light.

Mo Peilin's eyes smiled coldly at him, and she wanted to say something, but she lived.

No, she has to find Jiaxue to find out!

Before pulling out her legs and leaving, she suddenly looked at jinuan with a sneer like coldness: ”aren't you divorced?”

Words fall, in season warm more stiff expression hurried to the direction of the back door, push open the back door to see a bowl of tremella soup that has been broken on the ground as expected, the whole body shivering with anger.

This dead girl!

However, as soon as Mo Peilin left, Ji Nuan was busy trying to break away from Mo's deep bosom.

The man just looked at the expression on her face with low eyes, but he didn't speak, but he picked her up directly, put her in the door and slammed the door again.

The moment he was suddenly carried into the room, the familiar surroundings made jinuan's whole body bristle.

It's not just the room of Mo Jingshen alone. It's the room where they came back together three years ago.

The past is vivid. She pushes him with both hands. As a result, the man directly holds her to the bed. As soon as she touches the bed, she will jump up.

”Don't move.” He glanced at the wound on her neck again, picked up her mobile phone and asked coldly: ”it was scratched by her fingernails?”

Season warm didn't answer, raise the hand to be about to touch on the neck that still faint hair ache place, the result hasn't touched, the wrist is suddenly grasped by the man.

He didn't know who he was calling. Before the call was connected, he said, ”don't touch it. Disinfect it later.”

Jinuang is about to shake off his hand. He has heard the man say to the phone, ”bring the medicine box.”