Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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She froze for a moment, then raised her eyes subconsciously and looked inside the cabin.

There was a person standing in the wooden house, facing away from the doorway, facing the window where the wooden house had been nailed with dozens of thin steel bars, standing silently through the gap of the steel bars, and looking out the window.

A pair of black Italian handmade leather shoes came into her vision. Compared with the careful care of a person in the past, the leather shoes now look old, stained with mud and a little dark red blood.

The upward leg was as straight and slender as ever, wrapped in black trousers, and the black handmade shirt was a bit wrinkled, more like some blood stains, but it was almost invisible because of the color of the shirt.

But even in this situation, the man just stood there quietly, still clean, clean, expensive, and indifferent.

And absolutely, above all.

This height is not as high as it is usually in the high position of the business world, but it is like a ray of air that does not allow mud to be stained. No matter how evil and filth entangle him, he can still wash Going to China is impeccable.

He stood there, he was still him.

Ink depth of field ...

He is really here!

Ji Nuan's mouth moved subconsciously, but because the person named Dali was behind her, only about one meter away from her, she would immediately be aware of any unusual attitudes and actions, and that would not only be her I will lose my life, and it is likely that even the temporarily intact Mo Depth will be implicated.

She silently placed the tray and food in her hand on the table in front of the door. When the man at the window stood standing indifferently without turning back, she secretly gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound.

Dali stood behind her, watching her every move.

When she saw that she had put down all the food, Dali suddenly spoke in English and said, "Mr. Control! We caught a woman. The taste of the food she cooked is more in line with your Chinese taste. You haven't drank it for three days and three nights I drank a bite of rice, and asked Mr. Control not to fight with us like this. If you die, the secrets of the arms trade may not be kept ... "

The man in front of the window didn't seem to hear it, and didn't look back.

It turns out that Mo Depth is what they call Control.

Dali did not respond to Mo Jingshen and was not in a hurry. He laughed coldly and said in English: "Mr. Control, the woman we just caught did not know whether it was from China or Japan, or other countries in Asia. It looks very beautiful Our Ajib ’s plan is to let her work here first, and after the operation is over, then give her to us brothers to enjoy and enjoy. If Mr. Control likes it, Ajib may be the first to touch you. She, this woman is still clean ... "

Ji Nuan kept his head down, and he heard the words and clenched the empty tray in his hand, staring again at the food on the table.

Haven't eaten or drank water for three days and nights?

How did he survive it?

"But unfortunately, this woman is a dumb ..." Dali added.

The man in front of the window was clearly disturbed by Dali's noise and turned his head.

At the moment Mo Jingshen turned around, Ji Nuan's heart mentioned his throat.

The man in front of the window also lifted his eyelids when he saw her, a faint glance swept over her, and finally fell on the white skirt on her.

The look was extremely bland, as if looking at something insignificant, as if he had never seen an ordinary stranger, and his beautiful face was unshakable, but there was a moment of deepness in the pupils, as if there was tulle. The coolness was just a flash of emotion. No one caught it. Even Ji Nuan was tight-hearted by his cold eyes. If he was n’t sure he was indeed the depth of field, she It is almost doubted whether he is exactly the same person as him, one who does not know her at all.

She only glanced at him quickly and looked away.

When Mo Jingshen looked at her, he looked at it with impunity and even coldness.

"Get out." Qingying's voice, the sentence uttered from his mouth, was plain English.

Ji Nuan was shocked. He just felt that his sweaty hair had to be frozen up. Dali narrowed his eyes and looked at Ji Nuan, who had been calm. He looked at it and seemed to have just caught it. Women are very unfamiliar, and as always, indifferent to the depths of ink from thousands of miles away, this has dispelled this suspicion of Ji Nun.

"Mr. Control ca n’t live with his own life. This ordinary person has been hungry for three days and has been out of bed. Mr. Control, you can stay dead with us all the time without eating, drinking, or sleeping. As a mortal, how long can you stay? One day? Two days? Or ten days? "Dali said with a smirk.

Mo Jingshen was indifferent.

Dali smiled coldly again, and pointed at the table food with his eyes: "Are you sure you don't want to eat? The food made by this woman tastes really good."

Mo Jingshen expressionless, glanced at the food on the table in the corner, still cold: "She made it?"

Hearing what seemed to be hidden in his words, Dali immediately looked at her with vigilance and Ji Nuan who had been quietly there.

As a result, Mo Jingzhuang walked over, stopped at the table, raised his eyelids, and looked at Ji Nuan again: "Which country?"

Ji Nuan kept her lips silent.

Dali hesitated a few times: "I said that she was dumb and her skin was so white. I guess it was either China or Japan, or maybe South Korea."

Mo Jingshen ticked the lower lip with an unknown meaning: "dumb?"

"Why? Mr. Control doesn't believe it?" Dali suddenly reached out and pressed Ji Nuan's arm fiercely. Ji Nuan bit his lip in pain instantly, but kept silent, his face was white and his eyes did not look at the ink. Jing Shen's expression, she was afraid that her eyes would be exposed to him.

Dallie gazed at her while he noticed Mo's face.

Mo Jingshen didn't even look at Ji Nuan, he said: "Ajib is getting to know me more and more, knowing that I think you are a lot of waste, and finally sent a dumb one."

Dali glanced at him immediately.

Mo Jingshen said indifferently: "Unfortunately, I'm not interested."

Dali took a nap, and removed his hand from Ji Nuan's arm. Before speaking, I saw Mo Jingshen's hand lifted slightly, and he overturned the food on the table mercilessly, spilling soup on the floor He didn't even take a look, and turned coldly, apparently extremely annoying them.

Seeing that it was no different from the previous few days, Dali couldn't help but suddenly grabbed Ji Nuan's neckline and tore her out, and slammed the door of the wooden house.