The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 675 is very love, very love... never has... stopped...

Mo Jingshen almost hand-powered her back so that she did not fall directly. She was the whole person who broke into the arms because of the strength of the bullets. Even the season was warm and bloody. The mouth was almost squirted out, and she still had a sense of soberness. She didn't want him to be too sad and too worried. She tried hard to swallow blood, but there was still a steady stream of blood flowing out.

A K has quickly rushed forward to catch the person who has been hiding in the car for a long time. He took the man out of the car and slammed it on the ground. He took the gun and stepped on his back. Almost the person's spine was broken.

The population is still shouting in Cambodian language. Ah K raised his eyes and saw that the whole body was **** after the warm season. He was angry and suffocated at the bottom of his mouth. He licked his back and picked it up again. The gun on the ground fired several shots at the back of his head, until the **** on the ground almost collapsed after the dying brain, and then threw the gun on the ground and turned and walked back.

Ink Jing’s death in his arms was almost unsteady in the warm season, the handcuffs were in the place where her back was just hit by bullets, and the other hand could not wipe the blood that kept flowing in her mouth. Seeing the red hug her: "Don't be afraid, there will be nothing... We will go to the doctor immediately, take out the bullets... just don't be afraid... obedient... warm... nothing, absolutely not There will be something..."

That being said, whether it is A K or the warm season, the first time I saw panic and lost into such an ink depth, until the warmth of the season suddenly fell down, and Mo Jingshen also sat directly on the ground, still Hold her tightly in her arms: "You crazy? Who told you to block bullets for me? Who told you that I wouldn't avoid it? Who made you so stupid, ah?"

The warm season seems to have seen the dark red eyes of the ink in the pain and sorrow. She opened her mouth and wanted to laugh. The blood in the delicious food poured out more instantly. Mo Jing was very busy with her hands to continue to wipe her. Even if his cuffs and hands were red, the blood in her mouth was still the same as the blood behind the wound, and it seemed that it would not stop.

"Mr. Ink..." Ah K saw the face of Mo Jingshen’s hand in the place behind the warmth of the season, and the heart suddenly sinking.

This gunshot wound in this position below the neck, this...

How can Mr. Mo could not see it, the location of this gunshot wound...

A few millimeters will be killed in an instant.

This is almost a deadly shot!

The season is warm in the arms of Mo Jingshen, I really want to laugh, but she knows that when she laughs, the blood will only be more, and the ink will be more difficult, so she will not laugh. She closes her mouth and tears her mouth. Can not be a moment, the blood in the mouth can not hold back, or a little out of the corner of the mouth, and then more and more.

This feeling is very familiar, as if she had been in prison before her death in the past, the blood in her mouth seems to flow and flow...

It hurts.

However, she never saw the appearance of Mo Jingshen as if it had fallen, and did not see his eyes, which made her distressed eyes.

She thought that even if the sky collapsed, he would not blink, but he would have such a collapsed look.

There are tears in the warm eyes of the season, she does not want to cry, but the tears are still mixed with the blood on the chin, sticky, sly, the mouth is disgusting **** rust.

"Ink... Ink deep..." The warm hand of the season slowly rose, and the hands full of blood wanted to touch the hand that was also red-stained by her blood. When he touched him, he was taken by him. Hold back hard.

"You think that only you will be willing to forgive me for everything... You think... only you will love..." The warmth of the season is black, almost invisible, and some empty eyes are about to lose their focus and look at the man. Face, she seems to have seen his tears, huh... Mo Jingshen’s tears... When the man rushed to England for her, what means were used, and when she could lick her heart in a knife Without any extra expression, he would have tears...

"Don't talk, don't talk." Mo Jingshen looked at the blood in her mouth, let go of her hand, and raised her hand on her mouth: "Don't say it, warm, what's the words, take out the bullets, say, etc. Hello, let me say!"

The season is warm and the eyes are closed: "I am afraid that I will not say now... I will never have a chance... I said..."

"No!" Mo Jing took a deep look at the injury behind her: "Be obedient, warm, you obey, don't talk... We go to the hospital! Los Angeles has the best doctors in the world, you will be safe and sound." Hey, everything is me!"

She felt that her eyes had been unable to open, but she still tried to open it, but she could barely see his face in vagueness.

"A K! Called the Los Angeles Department of Transportation to empty all the roads leading to the hospital, and immediately sent her to the hospital! There is no obstacle at all! One minute and one second can not be delayed!" Mo Jingshen in A K When you drive the car to the side, you don't have to wait for the warm season to talk.

A nodded, and while riding a headset, he madly accelerated the car.

The car was instantly infested with the **** smell of the warm season. The warmth of the season only felt that all of them were sharp and painful. The only thing that made her feel safe and warm was the embrace of Mo Jingshen.

She couldn’t hold it anymore, and closed her eyes again. At this moment, Mo Jingshen held her chin by hand, as if she wanted to let her hurt so that she could stay awake, low and dumb in the tone of command. : "Open your eyes, don't sleep!"

The warm eyelashes of the seasons moved, and the weak ones opened a little. The ink was deep and hugged her, the hands were full of sticky blood, and the warmth of the season was like a person who had fished out from the blood. There is no clean place on the back of the chest.

She looked at him like this, watching him with the blood of his jaw, but at any time, this man is still very good looking.

"Ink deep, you don't think... life is full of unknowns..." The warmth of the season swallowed the blood in his mouth, laughing at him, and some hard to say: "Life... just a few decades, we are fundamental I don't know myself...what will I encounter... I would rather, the three years ahead are good with you...and don't want you to endure so much for me..."

"Oh..." She slowly raised her hand and put on his eyebrows that almost twisted into a knot: "But, thank you for loving me... Past and present... Thank you for not giving up on me... Thank you, still I want me... Ink... I said that I don’t love you... It’s all fake, I love you... I love, I love... I never stopped... Stop...”

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(Don't cry, baby, those who ask for the heartbreaking heart of the man all day, bravely raise your hands and let everyone see your growing team! You have to stand up and accompany me, otherwise I am so scared! Then Qing Qing wants to say, rest assured that the text is written! Rest assured! Rest assured! What is inside, I can still ask for a monthly ticket with my father... T_T)

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