Three Treasures Falling from Heaven

Chapter 39 The head can be cut off and the blood can flow.
Mo Shaozhen didn't speak, but looked at Han Junze coldly with sharp eyes, wondering if he should believe his words.

Han Junze kept wiping away his cold sweat and said, "However, if you don't want to bear this pain for my little lady, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Mo Shaozhen didn't speak for a long time, and he spoke again, throwing away the brown sugar in his hand in disgust: "Just kiss?"

"Wait, I'll find a tutorial for you."

It seems that Young Master Mo has left a video tutorial, but now Young Master Mo has lost his memory. He thinks that Young Master Mo will not take care of this tutorial, so he didn't show it. Unexpectedly, Young Master Mo still loves the little lady so much after he lost his memory. Han Junze decided to go find the ipad Find tutorials.

In the bedroom, Gu Lianlian broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

Even if Xiaoping tried his best to make her happy by making a pistachio, there was still no way to really relieve her discomfort.

Xiaopingan was jumping up and down anxiously, seeing Mo Shaozhen go and come back, the small voice immediately shouted nervously: "Baba, Baba, save Mama... Mama is going to die... I don't want Mama to die... "

"nonsense!"

Mo Shaozhen glared at the little meat bun who cursed his "soft underbelly", and then quickly walked towards the big bed with his slender legs.

Gu Lianlian's eyes were black and white, and she forced a smile: "Xiao Ping'an, don't cry, Mama is fine, Shaozhen, you take Xiao Ping'an out first, and let me lie alone for a while..."

But before he finished speaking, the rest of the voice was suddenly swallowed up.

"Woo..." Xiao Pingan, who was crying and sobbing, dropped his eyeballs and immediately covered them with two slaps. He even forgot to cry, for fear that he would get corns, and his life was the most important thing...

The other person suddenly opened his eyes wide, and then realized that this man was trying to divert her pain, right?

After all, he used to do it a lot.

Thinking of Mo Shaozhen's wounds, Gu Lianlian hurriedly pushed him away: "No, I can bear it myself, you still have gunshot wounds."

However, the man didn't give her a chance to refuse at all. Now, he just wanted to relieve her pain immediately!
Gu Lianlian could only murmur when she was short of oxygen and breathing, "Don't move for me, I don't want you to hurt me for me, your injury is still not healed, I can really bear it myself, just bear it for a few hours... ..."

"How many hours? You can bear it, but I can't see you!" A man's domineering voice came from beside my ear.

"Why, why... you don't even admit that I am your wife, and you still want to transfer my pain forcibly?"

"Because you are my weakness!"

Gu Lianlian: "..."

I don't know how long it took, the man's light gaze swept over her face, the pale complexion has faded like a tide, and the blood color climbed up to the tip of her eyebrows little by little.

"Are you still uncomfortable?" Mo Shaozhen asked her.

Gu Lianlian shook her head: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Mo Shaozhen's loyal dog: "What are men afraid of?"

Gu Lianlian was so moved that she felt distressed, and said, "Aren't you a dog?"

"Aren't you sure yet?"

Mo Shaozhen's tone was righteous and confident, and then he arranged his clothes gracefully, and tidied his white shirt meticulously. He still looked like the indifferent man with the cold aura of refusal to be thousands of miles away, and continued: "What's more , I can only be your dog, but someone else's king of men!"

What is the king of men?
The woman who came back to life hurriedly got up from the bed.

"Don't be brave, if you feel uncomfortable, go to bed and lie down."

However, Mo Shaozhen strode out of the bedroom with the steps of a king, leaving Gu Lianlian with a tall and tall back who was so fascinated.

Xiao Ping'an looked at the back of his papa leaving with admiration, his papa would indeed always be the papa he adored!

Mo Shaozhen walked out of the bedroom without changing his expression. As soon as he closed the bedroom door, the corners of his mouth twitched violently. The man who couldn't pretend anymore, with his palms on his belly, walked towards the top floor with big strides.

Han Junze was waiting for Mo Shaozhen at the entrance of the corridor, secretly looking at his face.

The man who was frowning in pain, saw Han Junze at the entrance of the corridor, his expression changed instantly, he stepped forward with long legs, walked straight to Han Junze, and then brushed past him while ignoring him.

Han Junze secretly looked at him several times, but he couldn't find anything, but he was worried: "Young Master Mo, are you alright?"

"What can be wrong?"

Mo Shaozhen's monstrous iceberg face is full of emotions and anger. How can ordinary people be able to spy it out if they want to?
"Are you really okay? I heard that women's pain is terrifying. If it's uncomfortable, don't hold on."

Mo Shaozhen gave him four words: "It's a piece of cake!"

The man who walked to a certain room on the top floor slammed the door of the room, blocked Han Junze from the door, and did not forget to lock the door behind him. Then his straight waist bent down immediately, dragging his body that was about to die of pain, Step by step, he walked towards the big bed with difficulty.

In the next moment, the tall body suddenly fell down, and the woman's aunt was really sour!
Fortunately, he is a man, otherwise, if he had been in such pain all the time, wouldn't he just die?

If she dies, who will make him a pillow to ensure that he sleeps soundly all night?
So after weighing it over and over again, Mo Shaozhen, whose stomach hurts overwhelmingly, has only one word in his mind: value!
(End of this chapter)