Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

She needs to vent, so let her vent. Anyway, there's Mr. Mo, and no one can move her hair again.

Until the flesh of his white flower was stained with blood, his warm eyes were red and he stabbed him with a knife.

There was already a movement outside that followed the police to start banging on the door. Mo Jinghe stood up and held her in his arms after the season warmed her up. He pressed her tightly in his arms and forced her to press the season warm like crazy and still had to rush forward. He bowed down in her ear and lowered: "Okay, that's enough! ”

Seasonal warmth still stared with red eyes at the ground, the person who was so sore that he had no strength to twitch anymore, biting his teeth and staring at him, his wrist was heavy, Ink Jing took the knife from her hand and threw it on the ground before the police broke through the door.

Seasonal warming is as desperate as losing his mind to get out of his arms or to flush against that person.

Mojing held her down deeply: "Warm up, calm down! ”

Seasonal warmth did not listen, still struggling, Mojing suddenly turned her whole body to face him and looked at her with deep black eyes: "Seasonal warmth! ”

Seeing Ink's deep face clearly, the motion of Seasonal Warm became rigid, and there was no more indiscriminate struggle, just staring at him, red eyes staring at his black eyes.

He sighed in her ear with a little sobriety to soothe her irritated and irritable mood: “I will make them pay the price they deserve, none of them should breathe will stay, you need to calm down now, you need to rest, you have injuries to go to the doctor, don't make me worry, listen. ”

Season warm looked at him for a while before he slowly leaned softly into his arms, closed his eyes, and his head drooled into his arms.

“Mrs. Moore!” Seeing her was fainting, frowning, her eyes worried and heartbroken.

Mo Jing deeply silenced, wrapped the season with his coat, and then stopped her from lifting her waist. He looked at the person who was half-dead with blood.

“Cooperate fully with the police investigation, knocking out all the clandestine gangs in this underground bar, and I want them all to stay until dawn. ”

Feng Ling nodded and no longer spoke. She saw Mo Jingdeep as the police broke into the door and was about to leave. She suddenly said: "Mr. Mo, Miss Su's cousin...”

Upon hearing this sentence, Mo Jing's eyes were slightly dim and said in a very cold voice: “You don't have to interfere in the affairs of the Su family in the United States. I have my own plans. ”

Feng Ling heard the implication in his words, nodded.

Since the Su family did not take Mo Jingshen's warning to heart, however big the background, the Su family will not be able to rest in the future.

When the police rushed in, they saw this scene inside, and they saw the middle-aged man on the ground full of blood stains, all with unexpected looks, and then they saw Ink Jing deeply embracing his pale face and his head full of blood seasonal warmth walking out, no one dared to stop him, only a person in charge of the police came over, a frightened face and concerned opening: “Mr. Mo, this...”

“The underground bar is so noisy on a street that the T-shirt police have no control over even a mosaic. Is it because T-shirt Emperor Tianguo is far away and no one can find it?” Mo Jing threw down his voice deeply: “The power of the T-shirt police is questionable. ”

The head of the police instantly froze: “Don't worry, Mr. Mo, this bar and everything that happened today will be on file and will definitely give you a satisfactory answer! ”

Mojing deeply embraced the unconscious season warmth in his arms and walked out on a path opened by the police.

Walking up from the basement, in the bar, the head of the bar with the scar on his face and one of his brothers had been held up by the police, and Mojing looked at the so-called bar owner with a cold eye.

“How dare you touch my woman?” The deep sound of ink seemed to cross a layer of frost.

The bar was loud, only when I learned that the woman I got today was actually the presidential wife of Dom Mercer Group, I knew that it was useless to break into the road for years. Today it was really over...

It was late at night when Seasonal Warm was taken out of the bar and dozens of police cars were parked outside the bar. Even though she was unconscious, she was not calm enough to hear the police cars outside and frowned silently with her eyes closed in his arms.

……

Half an hour later, the hospital.

A group of helpless doctors looked at each other and turned to look at the woman curled in the clinic bed, with her head still bleeding and trembling all over.

A few minutes ago, Miss Ji was sent in. She was told to make sure her wounds were taken care of. She was also checked for other injuries or other problems, because the police followed her, so the gentleman who sent her was talking to the police outside the clinic at this time.

But Miss Ji has been here for a dozen minutes and has not let any of them touch it.

Doctors and nurses, men and women alike, cannot approach her.

Even a harmless, thoughtful little nurse handed her a glass of water, trying to calm her down by giving her a drink, and she pushed the glass open and down.

It can be seen that she is very emotionally unstable and should have been greatly stimulated. Her eyes have not been borderline. Only the tremors on her body show that her condition is not very good.

“Miss Ji.” The doctor looked at her registered book, looked at her name again, and tried to reassure her: “You are safe now, this is the hospital, we are going to help you with the wound, the blood on your head is going to be scabbed, if you don't, the bacteria will grow in the wound, I hope you can match...”

Seasonal warmth seemed to be deafening, as the doctor approached him, suddenly wrapping his legs around him, holding his knees with his arms, burying his face on his knees, motionless.

The doctor was just about to take her over when she was so quiet, and then the season warm suddenly raised her head and looked at them with red eyes, as if once someone touched her, she could bite each other's wrists.

Like a wounded beast, licking his wound without allowing anyone to come near him.

“This…”

The doctor can't help it, don't say it's a test, now it's really impossible to even touch her.

Although her clothes were only torn apart, and the clothes inside were not touched, and she did not suffer too irreparable aggression, the warmth of the entire season seemed to be more than just a little stimulated.

In her heart, it was like there was a huge black hole that was ripped out today, with countless scars in it, afraid of being exposed, but couldn't be hidden from her heart.

After Mo Jingshen talked to the police, he went back to the clinic and opened the door to see that Ji Wen was being surrounded by several doctor nurses. He sat in a pale and frightened bed and curled into a group.