Stolen Love

When the glass heart suddenly heard the eyes, I wanted to climb up and talk to the face of Qi Mo, but the hand of Qi Mo firmly pressed on the chest, and the heart of the glass could not help but turn a white eye toward Qi Modao: "That also Not tormented?" The so-called death sin is exempt, and the living sin is difficult. She does not want this.

"That depends on your performance." Qi Mo faintly responded.

The heart of the glass snorted, and the smiling face that looked up was so bright that it could not be resisted. The heart of the glass smiled and said: "I will be a good old man."

Qi Mo coldly sighed, holding the glass heart and turning over, trapping the whole glass in his arms, cold and cold: "More rest."

The heart of the glass can't help but raise the eyebrows. When you look at the eyes of Qimo, you can close your eyes and sleep. You can't help but blink, sleep and sleep. Qi Mo is now the boss, as his next person. Then only the fate is from.

The night passed quickly, and the morning light came in through the window, so that the glass heart that was sleeping against the sun had to open his eyes and stretched out.

"Being at home, the time for dressing change is coming." The door outside the door just happened to be knocking at the door.

"Come in." Qi Mo faint, the glass heart looked back at Qi Mo is sitting on the desk not far away, looking at what.

"Being home, yours..."

"Come here." The account was opened, and Qi Motou did not return suddenly, and the glass heart could not help but touch the forehead. This is calling her.

"You come." Still the sound of plainness, the heart of the glass suddenly heard a look at the stand next to him and the gauze, scissors, and drugs on his hand, asking her to come to him for medicine.

The settler listened to the smile and looked at the heart of the glass. He consciously handed the things in his hand to the heart of the glass. He said: "I will hand you the house." After that, quickly retreat and leave. That is a quick one.

Qi Mo got up and sat back on the bed, faintly looking at the glass heart holding the medicine plate, the heart of the glass could not help but raise his eyebrows and face the face of Qi Mo: "He is the boss, I am also a raw hand, if it hurts you, Don't blame me." As he said, he sneered and walked up.

People say that Hedong has been in the east for 30 years and Hexi in the past 30 years. This wind and water turns really fast. She has been tortured by him for a few days. The reality report is coming. This time, she gave her a bright and correct reason. Hate to return him together, these two days scared her.

Qi Mo slightly frowned and said: "Hurry up."

The glass suddenly nodded and said: "Good, right, right away." He walked up quickly.

Seeing that Qi Mo was sitting on the bed in his trousers, he didn’t mean to do it himself. The glass heart couldn’t help but turn a blind eye. It’s really the boss, and put down the medicine tray, and brought it to Qi Mo.

Qi Mo's wound was on the right thigh, and the glass heart slowly took off the trousers of the ink. Seeing a trace of blood around the bandage, I couldn't help but smile with a low head and touch the wound.

"Sorry, I am not familiar with the craftsmanship." A press on the wound, the heart of the glass felt the muscles of the hand tremble, and could not help but apologize, but the meaning of moving underneath did not mean.

"Bleeding, boss, endure."

"Sorry..."

"Ah, sorry..."

Silence, except for the sound of the heart of the room, there was no other sound, and there was no inhalation sound.

Half-sounding, the glass heart suddenly looked up and looked at Qi Modao: "How can this be? How to dress up?" The wound that had not been bleeding so much, was apologized by the heart of the glass. Sorry, now it is bleeding. Regardless of how the glass heart handles it, it is straight to it, directly dyed the hands of the thigh and the heart of the ink.

Qi Mo looked coldly at the glass heart: "Is it enough?"

The heart of the glass was suddenly reddened by the words of Qi Mo. Qi Mo has never stopped her movements. She thought that Qi Mozhen would believe her unskilled, and that everything should be seen in the eyes. I was asked by Qi Mo, and I didn’t know how to answer it. After all, Qi Mo was harmful. She stayed in bed for a few days, and it hurts for so long. However, perhaps, Qi Mo is not intentional.

"I am going to call the newcomer." The heart of the glass bite slightly, and turned to walk outside. She just wanted to let Qimo eat her bitter food, and did not make other thoughts. More, or something else, she won't have to mix here later.

At the same time, I feel very embarrassed. She grew up wearing her own wounds. Although it is not a gunshot wound, it is also a wound. This kind of crowding will not cause much accidents. At most, there will be some blood flow, why will it bleed? This situation has not been seen before, so it will be slightly messed up.

"Come here." Qi Mo's cold voice screamed coldly, and looked at the glass heart turned around. Qi Mo Shen said: "This thing is not handled well, what is the qualification to be my person, come over and deal with it."

The eyes of the glass heart are all resolute, and they can't help but bite their teeth and quickly return to the wounds of Qimo. They say, "I won't, you teach me." Such a strange wound, she really does not Handled.

"M16's bullets have strong penetrating power and will automatically explode when they encounter blocking. Increase the scope of the wound." Qi Mo does not seem to see his own bleeding wounds, looking at the glass that keeps his head and wants to block the bleeding wound. Heart, faintly said: "The wound outside will be small, but the inside is deeper, so too much squeeze will cause the wound to expand and bleed."

The heart of the glass listened to the introduction of Qi Mo Ping, the heart of the glass could not help but bite the lip tightly, and the hand quickly wrapped according to the special wound.

For a moment, the wound on Qima's thigh was finally not bleeding. The glass heart was full of blood and it was wrapped in Qimo. He stood up and looked at Qi Modao: "Sorry, Qi boss."

Qi Mo looked at the faint heart of the glass: "Tune off your credit for this time."

The heart of the glass looked at Qimo and stood up. It suddenly looked like a black line. It’s no wonder that she started to deal with his wounds. She did not slap her by the character of Qimo, but also throw it out. It would be so good for her. start, So now in this waiting, which deducted from her credit, cruel, this meal Genghen than throw her out, or beat, Qi ink which is to find her weakness.

Can't help but squint: "Qi boss, how can you do this? You just promised."

"I promise you, I know, you don't think about other things." Qi Mo looked coldly at the heart of the glass. He wanted to give her the reward she wanted. After all, this time it was really a big force. He saved him. He is not the kind of person who does not recognize the merits of his men. The reward is fair, so he asked her specifically. Now it seems that this woman has no memory and actually plays tricks on him. Don't blame him.

The heart of the glass listened to the ink and said that the intestines that were regretted were all green. This is to promise that they will not move, and will give her other rewards. This is all over, I know that this time In her son, she should not be called a quick hand.

"Change one." I saw a lot of blood on the panties, Qimo frowned and sighed, and the glass heart was raising his eyebrows to get it. He saw the ink frowning and went straight to the bathroom in the room.

"You can't take a shower." Liu was busy picking up a piece of underwear quickly. After running in the body, he ran in, and the wound could not see the water. She knew that when she was injured, she was not allowed to take a bath.

Standing on the edge of the bath, Qi Mo swept the glass heart that came with him, sitting directly on the white jade steps beside the bath, faintly said: "You come to wash."

"Just kidding, I..." The words of the glass heart have not been finished yet, and they are swallowed back directly by Qi Mo’s cold eyes.

"Hurry up." Qi Mo saw the glass heart standing in the local area, not to be screamed by cold voice.

The glass heart saw the eyebrows flashing impatiently, and tightened the fist and moved the steps to move over, removing the clothes on the Qimo body, the bronze skin and strong muscles, omnipresent the power of shackles. The water in the bath of three or four meters square was full, and the glass heart was close to the eye, and the eye was closed on the steps. The body was not obscured and exposed to her, and it was not red.

Although I have seen Qi Mo’s **, I also used Qi Mo to go through the clothes. However, because this time is not long together, the next person has not done much, and I have only seen it once. This bath is still the first time. Ah, although I know that Qimo has no interest in women, it also makes the heart of the glass feel very embarrassing.

Use a bath towel to dip the water and gently wash the blood around the wound. The glass heart knows that Qimo is seeing that both legs are blood. It is a fault when I feel uncomfortable. This is her fault. .

The moderate temperature of the water slowly flows through the chest of the ink, the hidden skin of the bronze, the tangled muscles, the perfect proportion of the body, in addition to the power in the water flow, giving a **** and ultimate feeling, A kind of sexy, with wild, sly, unscrupulous alternative sex, the glass heart can not help but slightly red face, and Qi Mo actually feels that Qi Mo is sexy, this feeling is really strange to the extreme.

Qimo injured thighs were raised to the side of the steps by the glass heart, to avoid the water in the pool invading the wound, but the blood did not dry up, the water will be cleaned as soon as it is gently washed, the crystal water drops The thighs that slide over the ink, and the blue waves underneath, make the face of the body facing the body of Qimo completely red.

"Turned around." When the heart of the glass was red-faced for the cleaning of the ink, Qi Mo suddenly ordered the cold, and the heart of the glass could not help but sigh. She turned and turned around and washed him. ? I picked up my eyebrows and turned my back without objection. I don’t know what it means.

Hey, the sound of the clothes being torn, the heart of the glass only felt that the back was cool, the clothes suddenly floated on the surface of the water, and the glass heart subconsciously lifted his hands to cover the chest, and turned his head and said: "You do... ah... "There was a sudden burst of pain on my back, so that her words did not have the power to continue."

Behind the body, Qi Mo took the waist of the glass heart and held her on the chest, suppressing the body of the glass and lifting the body, looking at the red, **** skin on the back, when I was holding the glass heart last night. I found that once the glass heart lay flat and slept, the body would tremble violently, and suddenly I knew that the injury on the back was even heavier than I thought. At this time, I was caught on my wrist and wrist. When I lived in Wuqing, the back of the submarine was hit by water pressure, and I remembered it for a moment.

"It hurts." There was a huge pain in the glass heart vest. The heart of the glass could not help but wiggle the body, and did not want to touch the ink behind it.

"Do not move." Qi Mo's arm is strong, tightly clasping the waist of the glass heart, the skin on the back has been broken in some places, there is pus bleeding, if you do not deal with the whole back will become more and more serious Qi Mo tightly suppresses the glass heart that is constantly twisting the body because of the pain, and the force on the hand, a little bit of crushing the skin, let the pus blood flow out.

The hands of the glass heart clasped the hands of Qi Mo and grabbed his waist. The painful body was sweating coldly, and the body was writhing. The numbness of the back was not felt. Now it is so oppressed by Qi Mo, it hurts. It’s a heart, and I can’t help but shake my head sharply: “No, don’t.”

Qi Mo sees a hand in the reverse, it is not good to suppress the glass heart, the brow is slightly wrinkled, and the hands are hard to hold the glass heart and turn straight, let the glass face in his direction, buckle the head of the glass heart on his shoulder On, Shen Sheng ordered: "Hold me, the injury behind you must be dealt with."

The head of the glass heart was pressed tightly in the shoulder socket by the ink, and the ear was listening to the words of Qi Mo. The subconscious mind stretched out his hands and held the waist of the ink. The teeth bitterly endured the pain in the back.

"It hurts, hurts, really hurts." The severe pain from the back makes the glass heart that clenches the teeth can't help but pick it up. The hand of the ink is heavy, and the skin on the back may be heavier. Quick and resolutely squeezing, the heart of the glass only feels heartache.

Qi Mo looked at the black pus and flowed down the back of the glass heart, and gradually the blood flowed out. Qi Mo buckled the head of the glass heart and whispered: "Forbearance, it will hurt." The cold water on the side rushed toward the back of the glass heart.

"Ah, Qimo, hurt." The cold water rinses the burning hot skin, the glass heart does not feel the coldness of the water, only feels hot to burn her, can not help but use all the strength to hug Qimo, teeth Deeply biting into the muscles on the shoulders of the ink.

Looking at the black pus and washing it clean, Qi Mo let go of the cold water in his hand, looking at the miserable back of the glass heart, on the white body of the eye, the traces of blue and purple are intertwined, making people look Unsightly outside, but also extraordinarily pitiful, Qi Mo saw this can not help but frown, this is followed by him to become like this, slowly touched the scarred body, thinking of the heart of the chest The one he shot, Qi Mo reached out and touched the head of the glass heart. "It won't be in the future."

The heart of the glass in the pain did not pay attention to this sentence, nor did it understand the meaning of it. It was just holding the ink tightly, as if holding him hard, it would reduce her pain.

Qi Mo back to the heart of the glass, holding her in front of her, did not stop the glass heart biting his move, bowed his head and gently bite the neck of the glass heart, twisting and tearing, as if to taste the taste of their prey It seems to be pity on one's own things, but more is an absolute dominance.

"Oh." The pain in the back was slightly relieved. The heart of the glass felt the **** smell in the mouth. I couldn’t help but raise my head. At this moment, I’ve been biting the ink on her neck, suddenly biting. Go up, the heart of the glass can not help but stand up.

"What are you doing? Let go, let go." By Qi Mo tightly biting his neck, the glass suddenly slaps the back of Qi Mo, followed by Qi Mo for so long, the ability to fight and increase pain A lot, was bitten by Qi Mozhen, except for the initial sudden pain, only the feeling of numbness, but this posture and feeling is not comfortable.

The heart of the glass bitten by Qi Mozhen, instantly felt like a lion, is capturing his own prey, and she is the sweet and delicious prey, bitten by the ferocious lion, can not move No, waiting for her only death, or forever surrender.

Deeply biting the heart of the glass, Qi Mo only raised his head and looked up. He saw a row of teeth printed in front of him and blood flowing down. He could not help but blaze the burning flame. The bright and amazing, the strong people did not Dare to look at it, with a thick **** feeling, Qi Mo tightly hugged the glass heart, sucked the blood that ran down slowly, and kissed the deep bite mark.

"Qi Mo, what are you doing?" The heart of the glass, which was tightly hugged by Qi Mo, broke away from the embrace of Qi Mo, and felt that the feeling of Qi Mo’s strength was instantly released, making the whole space suffocating and feeling Qi Ink kissed on his neck and brought a feeling of numbness. He couldn’t help but slap the back of Qi Mo, a little surprised and fearful.

Qi Mo raised his head and slammed his eyes on the glass heart. He said, "Mu Liu Xin, you have the imprint of my ink. In this life, you can only die in my hands." On the deep tooth print, he does not understand gentleness, does not know modesty, he only knows what he wants, he must print his mark and become his belonging.

In the eyes of the glass heart, there is a flash of hot light that can burn people, and it is also a cold and unrelenting resoluteness. I can’t help but fight a chill. I used to follow Qi Mo. Although Qi Mo is cold and overbearing, she never feels If I leave Qimo, Qimo will really want her to die, and she will really not let her go. However, today, Qi Mo’s strong declaration, so firmly declared, the glass heart suddenly has a very unknown feeling, this life It may really be entangled with Qi Mo.

Qi Mo sees the heart of the glass and stares at him. The corner of his mouth slowly outlines a cold but happy smile. He straightens off the ring of the shape that he wears on his hand, directly puts the heart on the finger, and presses it hard. I don’t know what kind of material made the ring, and I was compressed and put it on the finger of the glass heart.

Qi Mo raised the head of the glass heart, and said one word: "This is the thing that symbolizes my identity. I am giving it to you today, that is, you are a part of my family and become my person. With the Red Eagle they go hand in hand, don't let me down." As he said, he took a photo of the heart of the cheek, and hugged his waist and hugged the glass heart, and walked outside the bathroom.

The moment he grabbed him on the plane, he didn't blink, but the feeling of uploading through his hand was not fake, so firm and clenched, so fearful, he relied heavily on him. He really feels real, as long as he is bent on him and treats him as her god, her master, then even if other aspects are almost indifferent, it doesn’t matter, he is not a woman, he will not let go, he sees The people in this life will never let go.

The heart of the glass was so immersed in the ink, the two bodies kept rubbing in the movement, feeling the friction between the two skins, the glass heart suddenly reddened, and it was too late to digest what Qi Mo just said, blushing like a fire Channel: "Let me down, let me go, let me down." Unfortunately, Qi Mo is not the one who listens to her.

Nested on the bed, Qimo pressed the glass heart of the medicine, swept away the empty room, and looked at the eagle ring that he could not take on his hand. He couldn’t help but fall on the pillow and sighed in the sky. How is this? It’s getting farther and farther away from her thoughts. The more time I get along with Qimo, the more I feel the power and the hegemony of Qimo. It’s easy to get away.

Hey, hey, I haven’t sighed anything yet. It’s been tossed a stomach that didn’t eat anything in the morning. Hungry screaming, the heart of the glass doesn’t sleep, and I don’t want to eat. The meal is bigger than the sky. Filling up the stomach is saying that after all the pressure is said, after the pressure is thinking, go straight out of bed and go outside.

"Come here." The living room bowed down and didn't know what was looking at the ink, and the head didn't lift the glass heart. The glass heart knew that Qi Mo was born with amazing sensitivity. It was not a big deal to know that he was coming. He was slightly indulged. past.

"I am hungry." Sitting next to Qi Mo, seeing Qi Mo's eyes are all garbled things, they can't read them, and the glass heart follows the qi of the stomach.

Qi Mo did not speak, and the heart of the glass was trying to raise an eyebrow. A middle-aged man, who didn’t know when to come over, was a humble man who looked down at the glass heart and said: "What do you want to eat? What do you like?" You are told."

The glass heart saw this slightly picky eye, she did not have this treatment when she came, swept the eagle ring worn on her hand, the glass heart straight body a series of words: "gong bang chicken, spicy three silk, Tianxiang Fish, peony beef, Danhong soup."

"Yes, please, please wait a minute." The steward looked like a man, and quickly retired, the glass heart could not help but touch the nose, the treatment really improved.

"At home, the test report of the glass heart came out." The paper held a piece of paper in the hands of the settler and walked quickly toward the two people.

“Is there a problem?” The glass suddenly asked quickly.

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To vote for the second game

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