Chapter 17 Mo Yinhe: It's your sister-in-law!
Si Mingjing cruelly pried apart the man's imprisoned big hand, and broke one finger at a time. Every time he broke one, the man's eyebrows were a little solemn, as if he was accusing her of ruthlessness...
Finally, I broke free completely.
Si Mingjing fled in panic.
As soon as I opened the door, I leaned against the wall outside the door and looked at her late at night, "Miss Si, how about it?"
"He should be much better now. It's okay tonight. Don't knock on my door again, otherwise you will be called Juehou with a poison!"
Si Mingjing's tone suddenly became very cruel.
Yesan was stunned by the roar, and his eyes fell on Si Mingjing's hot and red face, and he was curious: "Miss Si, why are your face so red?"
Si Mingjing quickly flickered, ignoring the late night.
Although Longjiao was already hidden, he was touched by the man for a long time, and now his body was a little restless.
Damn, she has to go back and take a cold shower!
Sure enough, after the second development, the dragon horns cannot be touched randomly!
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The main building villa, Mo Yinhe's bedroom.
Yeshen raised his hands and swears: "Brother! I dare to swear! I'm in your bedroom from beginning to end! There has never been a woman! You must be having a fever and confused!"
Mo Yinhe's high fever has not faded, but his mind is awake. He sat on the bed with a strong aura, drank two glasses of water to replenish the water lost in his body, and pointed to the tooth mark on his shoulder: "Did you bite?"
Late at night: "…"
Yeshen held his forehead hard, was Miss Si crazy? He actually dared to bite his brother, and he still bit in such an ambiguous place, just like a little strawberry!
I was afraid that Si Mingjing would be strangled to death by his biological brother, so I would never change my mouth late at night. I gritted my teeth and said, "Brother, I didn't want to bite you on purpose..."
"It's your sister-in-law!"
"Ah?" Yeshen suddenly raised his black eyes before he finished speaking.
Mo Yinhe tightened his hand holding the water cup, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and a confident voice: "There is the breath of your sister-in-law in the air."
Late at night: "…"
His brother is really confused!
This is a disease of lovesickness...
I'm afraid there's only the sour smell of his brother after sweating!
"It's the dragon's hormones. Every time your sister-in-law is moved, she will emit this smell." Mo Yinhe thought about it.
Late at night: "…"
Mo Yinhe suddenly disliked the existence of the late night. He didn't know if he was confused or because he was too longing for an illusion. Anyway, "You go out and don't pollute the air."
Late Night: Damn, critical strike!
Late at night, I can only warn myself not to be as knowledgeable as a terminally ill widowed person!
Ten years of life and death are inseparable, and it is hard to forget each other without thinking.
Late at night, I walked out with my ancient poems sighing and sighing.
After leaving late at night, Mo Yinhe was like a sculpture, thinking nothing, just sitting quietly on the bed and emptying his brain, repeating two movements, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale...
He was judging whether it was an illusion?
Half an hour later, Mo Yinhe put on slippers and went downstairs.
The soles of the light blue slippers had been worn out, but he couldn't bear to throw them away and wore them every day.
There was another pair of slippers under the bed, paired with the blue slippers on his feet, but it had been a long time since anyone had worn them, but they were placed side by side with his slippers every day.
It seems that there is a hostess in this room.
After Mo Yinhe went downstairs, he went to the kitchen.
The evening lights outside the window reflected the long night, and they were also printed out in front of the kitchen table. The reflection of Mo Yinhe standing tall and standing in front of the kitchen table looked a little lonely.
He was alone in the kitchen to make midnight snacks, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and did not smoke, but just lit it and let it burn.
He had already come to a conclusion in his mind.
Chapter completed!