If Bei Wanxing wants to look at him, he must half-kneel. Her knees are already swollen. She raised her head and just met Mo Nanjue's drooping gaze.

When Bei Wanxing saw his face, she couldn't help but be stunned, and even forgot that her mouth was blocked, "Um..."

Mo Nanjue walked over and reached out to take off the big cloth from her mouth.

As soon as her mouth was free, Bei Wanxing quickly spoke out, and she was already very anxious, "Mo Yaochen..."

Mo Nanjue held his son's arm tightened, "In my arms."

Bei Wanxing, “…”

Mo Yaochen slowly raised his eyelids, and he tried to look at Bei Wanxing with his eyes, "Bao Zaoyue... called... called people..."

Bei Wanxing was still in panic to see him being abused, and suddenly he didn't react, "Who are you calling?"

Mo Nanjue turned his face and looked at her.

Bei Wanxing was stunned and then reacted. She opened her mouth and was about to scream, but she found that she didn't know what to call.

uncle?

He looked very young, at most thirty years old, definitely not like his uncle, and it was so strange to call him...

Mr. Mo?

This is also very strange...

Jue Shao?

This is even more strange...

Wanxing opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't scream. Mo Nanjue was not very anxious to leave, as if he was waiting for something. Mo Yaochen tried hard to open his eyes and glared at her, "Bao Zaoyue...you...why don't you scream..."

"I... my name..." Bei Wanxing was so nervous for no reason that she was so nervous that her palms were covered in sweat. She looked up at Mo Nanjue's handsome face, and she put a few words in a long time, "Brother...Brother."

puff!

Mo Nanjue, “…”

Mo Yaochen only felt choking in one breath. He coughed a few times, making him grin, "Bao Zaoyue...you...you just want to piss me to death..."

This damn woman called her father and brother, and she wanted to be her younger brother?!

Mo Yaochen rolled his eyes in anger and kept shaking in Mo Nanjue's arms. Mo Nanjue lowered his eyes and stared at his son, "Is the active disease I had when I was a child again?"

"..." Mo Yaochen choked, and he stared at him dissatisfiedly. Even though he was very weak now, he still did not forget these things. "Dad, don't... don't say I'm active in front of my woman..."

Very embarrassing, okay?!

"You woman?" Mo Nanjue glanced at him coldly, and he was merciless, and began to reveal his son's true feelings, "Didn't you say you wanted to marry nine? Where are the remaining eight?"

Bei Wanxing, “…”

Mo Yaochen almost choked to death, "Dad...Dad!"

"The same is true for calling Daddy. You are not promoting it everywhere, proving that you want to marry nine," Mo Nanjue distracted his attention and prevented him from thinking about how much the wound on his body hurt. He raised his lips, "The video you recorded was locked in the safe, and you will go back and let your mother show you."

Mo Yaochen, “…”

This kind of thing is actually locked in the safe!

Mo Yaochen's face turned red, but because he said that he had forgotten the pain of the wound for the time being. He turned his face away, but saw Bei Wanxing staring at Mo Nanjue. He gritted his teeth even more angrily, "Bao Zaoyue... look at me..."

Bei Wanxing quickly raised his face, "How do you feel now?"

She still has the face to ask him how he is!

She called his father and brother, and she said how he felt now? Bei'er was happy?!

Mo Yaochen stared at her fiercely, but maybe because his face was covered with blood stains, it looked a little more desolate. Bei Wanxing didn't feel his fierceness. She stared at his trembling hands, "Is it cold?"

"I...I ignore you..."

"It's good if it's not cold. Don't talk and don't touch the wound."
Chapter completed!