Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Black Land Cruisers are racing along the road, and this time of year it's time to get on the plane and get to Sea City at night.

He had not been able to make time to go to the airport in person for the previous hour, and had just received word from Nanheng that the cooperation of the Shine group, who had been abducted by Atsuta for two days, had been successfully rescued.

Mo Jingshen just rushed to the airport, even though he knew that the season warm had boarded, Los Angeles was no better than anywhere else, anything could happen right now, without seeing to it that she had boarded the plane, without seeing to it that the plane had indeed taken off, he could not be completely relieved.

The black Land Cruiser was rapidly racing, suddenly the phone rang, he glanced at the number, a kind of uneasiness suddenly surfaced in his heart, the inner calm of Sulai was suddenly affected by an unknown disturbance at this moment.

Answered the phone and heard an emergency report from the person who was sent to escort the season warm back to Haicheng. The black off-road continued forward. After Mojing set the speed, he held the steering wheel with one hand and dialed the season warm number with the other.

However, it was shut down.

Her phone was full of electricity before she boarded the plane, and it's impossible to run out of electricity right now.

Give her another call, it's still off.

Mo Jing's eyes were so bleak that it was no longer possible to determine what he called a sudden disappearance of Seasonal Warm a few minutes after boarding, and if Atsuta had manned the staff at LAX Airport, the entire crew on the plane would have been under control.

Mojing deeply dialed Seasonal Warm's phone once, and the once-off state kept his heart pressing down and down.

Faster and faster, driving towards the airport at terrible speeds.

Finally arrived at the airport, but when I got off, Mo Jingdeep's phone suddenly rang, and the moment I picked up the phone, Nanheng's voice rang: “I don't know how Atsu managed to get through all the flights from Los Angeles back to Haicheng these past two days, they couldn't find the season warm flights, but I'm afraid there are people on all the flights these days, hidden in the cabin ready to take season warm away, they saw that only season warm can threaten you, they didn't even plan to get her back to Haicheng smoothly, I just got the news, has season warm been on the plane? It's not too late..."

At the same time as Mo Jing answered the phone, he saw the three bodyguards coming out of the airport, but did not see the warmth of the season, and the rare fortunate psyche was quickly dispersed by reality.

……

Los Angeles is a rare sandstorm weather, with windy weather and loess coming from somewhere that seems to infect the whole world with yellowing, foggy weather and keep the pressure low until it gets dark.

The people who sent them out never got word of the warmth of the season.

Mo Jing deeply stood in front of the window, everyone behind him was extremely quiet, no one dared to say one more word, all eagerly awaiting the news of others.

Looking at the yellow sand in the sky, the deep heart of Mo Jing seemed to be empty, the mind was full of seasonal warmth last night soft leaning in his arms, it is rarely after these three years to soften the whole person, in his arms softly said when he will return to the imperial garden, the hidden expectations in his eyes.

“Mr. Mo... Mrs. Atsu's people are very hidden today, they know the importance of Mrs. Mo, and now they've got it, I'm afraid it's deliberately consuming our time and energy..." K., who just came back from the outside, quickly walked in.

Mo Jingdeep threw away the phone he had been holding in his hand and lifted his hand to his eyebrow, but could not rub the deeper and deeper wrinkles between his eyebrows at any rate.

Suddenly, the phone that had just been thrown at the side table rang, and the sudden noise made Ink's view stiff, turning to the phone number displayed on the phone screen, which was the season-warming phone number.

Mo Jing's eyes were deep and heavy. He had already guessed a little. He picked up his phone and put it in his ear. Without waiting for him to ask, he said: "Speak out your terms and don't hurt her. ”

“Oh, Mr. Control is really brilliant, he didn't even hear my voice, he already guessed...”

It was an equally cold and slightly mute voice, with perennial inertial dullness and deep depths spurred by the repayment of smoke in war-torn areas.

When I heard it was Mrs. Atsuki's own voice, the dark face of the ink landscape cooled down a lot.

His men have been working for many days, and this time he did it himself, but he reached out directly to Seasonal Warm.

If Tu Tai has always been harsh, the person he personally targeted will not be treated well.

“Atsuta, this is Los Angeles, not your territory in Cambodia. I warn you not to act rushed. If my people lose a hair, I will let you know the price.” Mojing took the phone with no expression on his face and looked at the yellow sand outside.

“Of course I know this is Los Angeles. If it wasn't for Los Angeles, do you think I'd threaten you with kidnapping your woman?” The man across the phone laughed coldly, turning his eyes at the same time and looking at the warmth of the season, which had slowly woken up in the corner of the dark warehouse, the voice was cold and said: “Oh, your woman is awake, she's not bad, she's beautiful. It surprises me, I didn't expect Control to have such a beautiful wife outside for three years, it was when she showed up in Cambodia and even shot Ageb in the back, right? ”

Mojing's dark face almost froze: “What did you do to her? ”

“Nothing, just a fan in the bathroom in the cabin before I took her away. The medicine covered her mouth and nose, causing her to remain unconscious until now, but now that she is awake, she is now opening her eyes... she is looking at me, her eyes now show fear and confusion, her expression is amazing, she seems scared..."

The man across the phone sounds cold and cold, and he laughs at the shade of cold: “Mr. Control, this woman is important to you, isn't she? ”

The blues on Ink's deep forehead appeared and suddenly passed back to the people behind him with his eyes. AK immediately cooperated very well with the caller to pick up the already prepared computer and use the signal now on the phone to find the location of Seasonal Warm cell phone signal.

However, a dozen seconds later, what appears on the computer screen is not searchable.

“Why doesn't Mr. Control talk? Looking for our signal location, isn't it? Have you forgotten I'm a man? Something as simple as blocking the signal would of course have been done before the call, you want to find out where she is by phone signal, it seems to be only a luxury...”