The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Although I don't know Mo Zhixuan's real age, but according to the history of Mo's fame in the capital, this person is definitely over 30 years old, or even older.

However, just looking at his appearance, it is impossible to tell his actual age.

The man in front of him has a good face and a good figure.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist, eight-pack abs, make you look thinner when you dress up, but look good when you take it off.

In fact, Chu Jin is still curious, how old is he?

After Chu Jin finished speaking, Mo Zhixuan just looked at her like this. There was no emotion in his dark eyes, and he seemed to be very calm, but isn't calm the sign before the storm?

Chu Jin was inexplicably nervous, secretly annoyed that he shouldn't have teased him just now, alas, it hurt Mr. Mo's self-esteem.

His aura is so strong that even she, who has lived two lives, would feel inferior to her.

Mo Zhixuan looked at Chu Jin, the little girl in front of him was fair and beautiful, her face was like jade, her skin was delicate and soft, so tender that water could be squeezed out, his eyes darkened a little, and immediately his figure moved and he took steps Slowly walking towards Chu Jin, the cuffs of the white shirt were neatly rolled up a few times, revealing a strong arm and a cold steel watch.

Steel watches, the standard equipment for successful men.

Well, Chu Jin knows this brand.

The limited editions of international famous brands have been auctioned to sky-high 9-figure prices.

It is said that it was photographed by the royal family of a certain country in the end. I never thought that I would see it on this person's wrist.

Mo Zhixuan walked in front of Chu Jin step by step, his face was as usual, his eyes were filled with ink, and the powerful aura on his body seemed to materialize, making people feel a little breathless. Involuntarily took a step back.

She retreats, he enters.

Until the cold wall on the ground behind him, Chu Jin's heart skipped a beat, the man in front of him leaned over, and a shadow cast on him.

The man's sharp facial features were infinitely magnified in front of her eyes. Under the light, there was hardly a single flaw on his face. This face was so perfect that both humans and gods were angry!

Mr. Mo put his hands on both sides of her head, taking advantage of his height to trap her between the wall and him,

"Boom-boom-boom"

The air was so still that only the beating of the heart could be heard.

I don't know whose.

Her mind is in turmoil.

His heart is also very disturbed.

Two similarly chaotic hearts are intertwined, causing numbness and itching, like a soft feather, passing across the hearts of the two at the same time, causing a shiver.

"Ajin, do you think I'm too old?" A deep and hoarse voice came from beside my ear.

Feeling a cool breath sprayed on his neck and neck, Chu Jin's heart trembled, but he tried his best to speak calmly, "It's not big, it's old..."

Old, why don't people tell me?

Who is used to bad habits?

"Not big?" Mr. Mo grabbed her hand with one hand, and held her right cheek with the other, stroking her chin with his rough thumb, "Do you really not dislike it? Hmm?"

Inexplicably, Chu Jin heard Mr. Mo's shameless behavior that night.

The man was wearing a clean and dust-free white shirt. Even though he was standing in the kitchen full of oily smoke, there was not a single drop of oil stains on him. The fine light hit his face, giving him a light halo, Those slightly raised phoenix eyes seem to be able to suck people in, and can make people sink and sink deeply.

You can't lose your aura if you lose!

Chu Jin pretended not to understand what he said, and raised his eyebrows, "You are already old!"

Mo Zhixuan looked as usual, but his slightly hoarse voice had already betrayed him, "A Jin, I didn't understand what you just said."

Chu Jin wanted to withdraw his hand, but he pinched it even tighter, and he really repeated, "I said, you were originally...uh..."

"Ajin, I don't mind telling you with actions."

Until, there was a burning smell in the air.

At first it was only faint.

Then it is thick.

The strong smell of burning instantly brought Chu Jin back to her thoughts, and she hurriedly pushed Mo Zhixuan away, "The vegetables are burnt!"

Mo Zhixuan was also startled, and then he realized that the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Go to the living room and wait, I'll be fine soon."