wealthy daughter-in-law

Mo Jia raised his head slowly, then returned to Wubo's gaze, and glanced at her, "She's not dead."

Huan Huan's face twitched faintly.

not dead?Why sleep in a coffin if you are not dead, performance art?

In an instant, Huanhuan suddenly reacted.Could it be that his longing has become sick, and he has lost his temper?

All her emotions were written on her face, and it was hard to ignore.Especially, at this moment, she was looking at him with a pair of watery eyes full of sympathy...

Mo Jia took a deep breath, and then sat on the ground, guarding beside the sarcophagus, with his head slightly drooping and his long hair covering half of his cheeks.

"What do you want to know?"

His flat tone was mixed with a bit of superior aloofness.

Maybe three hours is a bit long, maybe staying by the side of the one he loves will make him feel relaxed. In short, it is indeed unprecedented for Mo Jia to say such words.

Huan Huan hurried over, pursed his lips, and asked cautiously, "Since she is not dead, why is she sleeping in the coffin? Who is she...?"

His red eyes became dark, and his fingers slid across the black sarcophagus, lingeringly.

His hands were beautiful, with well-proportioned knuckles and slender fingers like green onions, so noble that it seemed that everything under his fingertips was a gorgeous work of art.

Su Huanhuan was fascinated by such hands.

"This sarcophagus is made of special materials. It is sealed to form a vacuum state. In this state, it will produce a freezing effect without frostbiting her."

"Is she... ill?" Huanhuan asked tentatively.

Mo Jia lowered his eyes and turned around, "Yes."

The phantom is terrifying, no wonder she looks peaceful, she doesn't look like a dead person at all.She had only seen things like frozen people in movies, but she didn't expect to encounter them!

I really didn't see that Mo Jia also had such an affectionate side. After being moved, I started to worry about Zi Yin.

If she knew that Mo Jia already had someone else in her heart, she would be very sad.

Huan fantasized for a while, and then asked, "Then why did you put her here?" She looked around, and this place was really indescribably terrifying and weird.

"Because, I don't trust anyone here."

"Including your grandfather?"

Mo Jia smiled coldly, his voice extremely cold, "He is the one who wants her dead the most."

Looking into his suddenly cruel eyes, Huanhuan finally understood, the reason why he made such a perverted iron gate, and put his beloved on the third floor underground, was to guard against his close relatives.

What kind of family relationship do he and Mo Tieyi have?

Suddenly, Huanhuan asked, "Do you believe me?"

Mo Jia raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on her, a little strange, but he didn't answer this question.

Huanhuan smiled, "I'm very honored."

At the beginning of Mogabie, she did not deny her certainty.

"Are you going to wait like this forever?"

To a lover in suspended animation?

"I will save her." Mo Jia said word by word, "Even if I find the most powerful doctor in the world, I will save her!"