wealthy daughter-in-law

Throughout the afternoon, Huanhuan sat at his desk in a daze.As long as she thinks of the figure that has been lingering in her mind, her heart becomes very strange.

Become... out of control.

Become, not like her.

Mo Sheng didn't know which woman he went on an appointment with. After get off work, he disappeared without a trace. Huan Huan went back to the residence alone, casually made cup noodles for dinner, and watched soap operas alone on the sofa.

The villa is very big, a bit empty, not as cozy as my uncle's house.

Looking at the clock on the wall, remembering what Zi Yin said, she changed several channels in a row in agitation.

No matter how her heart becomes, she is very clear that there are some things and some people that she cannot touch.It's better to get back to the original position before it gets worse.

Muddy water will only get muddier.

I don't know how long it has passed, the TV series is still going on, but Huanhuan falls asleep on the sofa.

Suddenly, the phone rang, waking her up.

He grabbed the phone in a daze, stuck it to his ear, and answered in a daze, "Hello?"

On the other end of the receiver, there was a heavy and oppressive gasp, as if he was enduring great pain, "Damn... where are you..."

Hearing this voice, Huan Huan shuddered and sat up abruptly, "Mo Jia?"

The painful panting intensified, and it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Huanhuan knew what happened, his heart tightened suddenly, without even hesitating, he blurted out, "You wait for me." He hung up the phone, quickly changed his clothes and rushed out.

After hailing a taxi, she immediately returned to the Mo family villa.Standing outside the gate, Huanhuan desperately rang the doorbell, as long as she thought of Mo Jia's pain, she couldn't calm down.

"Why is it you?" The maid who came out to open the door saw her, and immediately turned cold.

Huanhuan didn't have time to explain so much to her, and he didn't know what to say, so he pushed her away and rushed in.

"You—hey! Stop!"

Ignoring the blank people in the living room, Huanhuan ran upstairs directly.

Pushing open the door of Mo Jia's study, seeing the motionless man lying on the ground, Fanhuan's heart suddenly sank.

really.

Mo Jia's long black hair turned into an enchanting and mysterious silver color, and his face was pale and frightening.

As expected, Huanhuan calmed down instead.

She resolutely locked the door to prevent anyone from entering, and then ran to help him up.Mo Jia's condition is very bad at the moment, and he can only feel a little breath of life from his chest that is still weakly heaving.

Staring at his lips, Huan Huan had no time to think about it anymore, he gritted his teeth and leaned over to cover him.

Her breath began to linger between his lips and teeth, cool and... nostalgic.

When Sister Zhong heard the news, she rushed over immediately, "Master, are you inside?"

Huan Huan was startled, and frowned uncomfortably.

Just now, she didn't think so much at all, but now, how will she explain her behavior to others?Could it be that Mo Jia is possessed by Lord Sesshomaru, and only her "artificial respiration" can help him?

In this case, let alone those who heard it, even those who said it would not believe it!

"Master?" Sister Zhong turned the doorknob and found that it was locked from the inside. She frowned and turned to the maid and said, "Go get the key."

When Huan Huan was in a hurry, she was about to raise her head, but a big hand gently supported the back of her head. Although the strength was weak, it carried an undeniable strength.

Huan Huan looked back, and immediately met a pair of red eyes.

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It's three o'clock today.