Forbidden-sex husband, please spoil me lightly

All the subordinates replied, "brother, we're not tired, but we didn't catch the people who take care of our family. It's really......" the brothers sighed one after another.

"I Mozi Yao always have a clear distinction between kindness and resentment. You go to brother Ji tomorrow to get the red envelope. Now you all go home and have a good rest. Sooner or later, I will avenge this revenge." he turned firmly and entered the door with the person in his arms.

Ji Han looked at his generous back, as well as the flowing green silk in his arms. He felt bursts of pain in his heart. Lin Mutong's swollen face haunted his mind. Her lips were dry, her skin was pale, weak as a scarecrow, and her tears. His eyebrows frowned slightly and seemed to twist a knot. Finally, their figure disappeared, and she turned and got into the car.

Ali was almost happy to cry when she saw Lin Mutong in Mozi Yao's arms. She surprised and ran over. Regardless of the injury on her shoulder and the cold eyes of Mozi Yao, she directly stopped Mo Shao, "Miss, miss, you're finally back. Ali wants to die you, miss."

Ali's eyes fell on her face. Those fingers crossed and swollen faces were very ugly at the moment. They were not the charming and beautiful young lady in the past. She stretched out her finger and gently touched Lin Mutong's cheek.

At the moment, Lin Mutong also woke up, "Ali, I'm fine, I'm fine, your shoulder?" Ali has a bandage on his shoulder, and you can see a white bandage around his neck.

"I'm fine, miss. It's good if you come back. It's good if you come back." she especially wanted to cry with her at the moment, but she held back in front of Mo Shao's eyes.

"Ali, I'm the one who bothered you. If it weren't for me that day, you wouldn't be hurt at all. I'm sorry." Lin Mutong's heart seems to have been soaked in a warm hot spring. At the moment, she's full of comfort. Don't worry about Gu Wanyin. She has to think of some ways to fix herself. She can't bully herself anymore.

When Ali heard Lin Mutong's words, she was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. In the end, she was a simple girl with a rectum leading to her brain. She waved her hand in a panic, "no, miss, it's Ali who is useless. Ali can't protect miss, so she hurt miss." because the action was too violent, she pulled her wound directly, and she showed her teeth in pain.

Mo ziyao went upstairs with Lin Mutong in his arms, but in his heart, this Ali had a better impression. He sacrificed his life to protect his master and had a simple mind. He could continue to stay with Xiao ear in the future. This also dispelled his intention to change her.

Lin Mutong woke up, but now he felt pain all over his body. He fell into the swimming pool and smashed himself. Now he woke up in a coma, and all the pain was eating himself violently.

Mozi Yao put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt. The small building had no owner for a few days. At the moment, it seemed warm, and all the photos in the room had a home. It seemed that the soul finally found the host.

"Ziyao, don't go away. I'm afraid." Lin Mutong suddenly took his hand.

"I'll be with you. Don't be afraid, little ears. I'm sorry I didn't protect you." he looked at the injury on her face. It was dusk outside the window. The sky dotted with burning clouds was extraordinarily beautiful today. This small building is also particularly beautiful today.

"Ziyao, am I ugly now?" when she first entered the room, she heard Mozi Yao order to move out the mirrors. Although she didn't look at the mirror, she knew that her face was still swollen like a pig's head and must have nothing to do with beauty.

"Who says you're ugly? Of course you're beautiful. Chu Jue said it's all temporary, fool. You'll recover soon. You're still that beautiful little ear." he pinched her hand painfully, and the girl would be very difficult to accept the sudden disfigurement.

"Thank you, ziyao." she looked at him and said it seriously.

"Fool, don't worry. They are running fast this time. I will avenge you and double the pain that Gu Wanyin's bitch inflicted on you."

In fact, Lin Mutong was puzzled by CNOOC. That day, Mozi Yao said he would teach Gu Wanyin a lesson. What did he say to her that made her desperate to find someone to rob her, put the industry of the free city, and don't run away in a hurry. However, looking at Mozi Yao's eager eyes, she felt that she couldn't ask herself.

The sound of knocking on the door interrupted Lin Mutong's thoughts and Mo ziyao's eager eyes.

"Mo Shao, this is the pigeon soup stewed for the young lady." the servant respectfully held up the tray. The soup in the bowl was delicious. Lin Mutong on the bed struggled to get up and see what was delicious. Gu Wanyin rarely gave her food these days. Sometimes Gu Chengyu saw that he was really pitiable and made an exception to eat at the table.

Mo ziyao took the bowl of soup, carefully stirred it with a spoon and blew the hot air. It seemed that it could be eaten, so he scooped a spoon and put it into her mouth.

The soup was very delicious. Lin Mutong seemed to feel a great increase in appetite. A bowl of soup was at the end. She still felt that she was not satisfied. She wanted to drink more, but her stomach had been supported by this bowl, so she had to give up.

Immediately, all the soup Lin Mutong had just drunk vomited out, and all vomited on the quilt. The servant was in a hurry to change the quilt.

Mo ziyao wiped her mouth with a paper towel and walked out the door with her. The stars are already twinkling in the sky, but Lin Mutong snuggles up weakly in his arms.

"Ask the kitchen to boil some white porridge and cook some small dishes to send to my room." Mo ziyao told the servant behind him.

Mo ziyao's room was not her first time to come. It was the bedroom when she was tied to the bedroom in liberty city. At that time, Mo ziyao almost violated himself. The furnishings of the room did not change, but there was a bottle of flowers on the table. She remembered that she had suddenly come to Yizhi last time, so she practiced flower arrangement. He wanted to go one bottle, but he didn't expect it to be on the table, The flowers in the bottle are about to wither. It seems that someone changes the water every day. It hasn't dried up. After all, it's been so long.

He gently put her on his soft and soft bed, frowning tightly, and his small ear's stomach couldn't stand stimulation. He began to blame himself for being too eager for success. He didn't consider that she couldn't eat well at all during this time, and her stomach couldn't stand such stimulation. No wonder he just vomited out again.

He picked up her head, fed her water, and took a cup to catch her mouthwash. "I'll ask the kitchen to cook some white porridge and eat some later. When your stomach is good, I'll let the kitchen cook pigeon soup for you."

Lin Mutong nodded, but in his mind, he felt that his appearance was too embarrassing. It was a shame.