The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 502 The man's arm directly encircled her waist and brought her whole into her arms.

Seeing the warmth of the season, Meppelin was busy tightening things in his hands, and then hiding his hands behind his back.

The warmth of the season first smiled, then the smile on the corner of the mouth cooled down and came over to her: "The aunt of the table thought very thoughtfully, afraid that the bowl of things he would not necessarily eat, so let Mo Jiaxue wipe the body in advance. This kind of reminder. Qing. Xiang?"

Meppelin’s eyes panic: “What are you talking about?”

This season is warm and has not been in contact with people in the black market, how can she know this thing?

The season is warm and the lips are: "You probably don't know where this stuff is made. When I was in London, my commercial competitors had a company that specializes in making these things. These things are very popular abroad. Some pharmacies near the bar can be found everywhere. Only the domestic market needs to be purchased through the black market. Do you think I have not seen it?"

At the moment when Meppelin snorted, the warmth of the season suddenly turned and walked straight in. When Meppelin rushed back to God and tried to reach out and stop, she had successfully crossed her line of defense and successfully smashed it. Go in.

"What are you doing? You give me out!" As soon as I saw the warmth of wearing a pair of indoor slippers, the speed of the upstairs was very fast. Meppelin rushed forward to grab the warm clothes of the season and stretched her hand to force her. After pulling on her feet, she still has some slippers that are inconvenient to walk. Life and death is a good thing that can't let her go up and break her daughter.

The warmth of the season is due to the limitations of the feet, the action is a meal, and the cold-eyed side looks at the face of the ink-stained face.

She was too hurried when she went downstairs. She just wore a pair of slippers and came out. She glanced at the smooth and bright marble floor of the villa, including the smooth marble pavement on the stairs. Simply put the shoes under the feet. Knocked open, and at the same time, Meppelin's arm was swung away and walked up again.

"You stand!" Meppelin did not expect the warmth of the season to look very thin, but the strength of such a big movement is also so flexible, fifty people can be stood up by her stubbornness for a time, panting and rushing up.

In the warmth of the season, Meppelin has successfully embarked on the second floor. Suddenly, she grabbed the warm hair of the season. When the warmth of the season was delayed because of the pain, she took the two hands and quickly stretched out at the same time. In the past, I was holding her neck, her eyes were red and she was glaring at her: "You don't want to break my daughter's good things! I tell you! From today, my daughter can't just follow my last name, I If she is really a person who becomes a Mohist! The season is warm, you don’t want to have any relationship with the depth of field in your life!"

The warmth of the season was so stunned by her, and this sudden brute force almost pushed down the stairs directly. She wanted to raise her hand and grab the handrail on the stairs to stabilize her body. She looked up at the success or failure of the ink. Tonight, it must not be ruined by her almost mad expression, and she sneered, and suddenly she lifted her other hand and directly fixed her wrist.

Suddenly there was a painful numbness on the wrist. After the ink was not reflected, Meppelin suddenly stopped the two hands by the warmth of the season. It was just a blink of an eye that turned the person who was already shackled into herself. The look of the face was suddenly smashed by the Emperor, the hand on her wrist bones a little force, they saw that Meppelin hurt more and more white and unbelievable expression.

"You..." Meppelin looked at her stunnedly. She did not reflect how she was suddenly forced to break away from the season and she was locked up.

"If you don't have the title of an elder on your head, I am definitely slap in the face and you don't even remember the last name." At the same time, the hand suddenly fell, and the ink was suddenly unprepared. The one who sat directly back to the ground sat down on the ground.

The warmth of the season turns to the direction of the room where Mo Jingshen lives.

Seeing that the warm season has passed, Meppelin struggled to sit up from the ground, some hard-working caressing just sitting on the ground was to the waist that was almost broken, and when he rushed, he pressed the warmth on the door. Raise your hand and grab the warm mouth to prevent her from quarreling with people in the room.

The warmth of the season did not expect that this inkply can be made in order to stay in the Mohist family. I didn’t expect it to have such great strength at this time.

Mépéline went to the clothes on the warm shoulders to take her away, just as the two of them tore apart, the ring on the finger of Meppelin put a red mark on the neck of the warm season, this painful season warm I can’t care what my aunt’s elders are, and the backhand is a slap in the face.

The whole person who was beaten by Mopelin stepped back. The whole person who had a pain in the left half was stunned. The season was warm and indifferent, and the words were coldly said: "The people of such a large age don’t want to It’s disgusting to look up!”

"you!"

The warmth on the door leaned against the door, and the pain in her neck made her unpleasantly wrinkle her eyebrows. She raised her hand and rubbed it around her neck. It was really bloody.

"There must be a limit on brain damage. Do you think that even if you succeeded tonight, can you stand at the Mohist?"

Meppelin blushes, puts down the hand on her face, and rushes up to go to the warm neck of the season, thinking that she will not give up the same look, she just rushed to the warmth of the season. Give it to the door.

Suddenly, the door after the warm-up of the season was opened without warning, and she suddenly fell back and lost her heart.

The man in the door caught her in a timely manner, and she smashed into a clear and familiar embrace.

The warmth of the season was a stiff, and when I raised my eyes, I saw that the man with a clear-cut look was not affected by the medicinal effect. At the same time, the man with a neat and tidy appearance was not reflected. The man’s arm directly surrounded her waist and brought her to herself. In the arms.

As soon as I saw the door open, Meppelin’s almost red-eyed expression was stunned, and her eyes looked blank and there was no trace of sputum, even as if there had been no ink.

"You... depth of field..." Meppelin's eyes suddenly panic, trying to look into the room and want to see where Mika is.

The warm season is also watching the ink, and the string that is tight in the mind suddenly loosens.

Ink deep sees the obvious red mark on her neck, and there is a trace of shallow blood on it. He is cold and black, and his emotions are all in his eyes. He holds the person in his arms and does not let go. He asks: "How Wound?"

The warmth of the season reminds me of the injury on my neck. At the same time, I am coming back, and I am struggling to get out of his arms. However, the man’s arm is firmly wrapped around his waist.

"Jia Xue? Where is Jiaxue?" Mo Peilin could see that there was nothing in the scene of the ink, and she had already missed a few shots. She clearly saw her daughter coming in!

(End of this chapter)