The soldier is a girl

Chapter 1089 204: I would like you to be my porcelain doll

Mo Ling rubbed his hands on this cheek, "I'd like you to be my porcelain doll."

Compassionately, Mu Jin didn't want to argue with Mo Ling on this matter, so she simply changed the subject.

"What do you think that person wants to do? Poisoned but not fatal, it is definitely not to kill you."

"Either it's a test or you want to use it as a threat?"

"Threat?" Mu Jin was puzzled, "Are you threatening to rescue him? But since he has such a powerful toxin, and he can throw it to you so accurately, it's uncommon for you to reach out. Why are you trapped there?"

"It may not be necessarily betrayed by someone you trust, or plotted against by someone. After all, no matter how powerful a person is, there will be times when he stumbles."

Hibiscus agrees with this.

"Do you think this person will know you? Otherwise, why would he throw it to you or not to me? Or is it that I don't look trustworthy?"

"All."

"What do you mean?" Mu Jin was inexplicably dissatisfied. What was supposed to be touching someone's hand was changed to pinching someone's hand.

Sometimes it's one thing to say it yourself, and it's another thing to be recognized by others.

"Is this why Ajin won't let me tell the truth?" Mo Ling expressed a grievance.

"Why don't I let you tell the truth, tell me!"

A good topic is so crooked.

Looking at Mu Jin's cheeks that were a little rosy because of the dispute, Mo Ling said that it was much more pleasing to the eye.

"Ah Jin, I'm in pain..." Mo Ling would never admit that he provoked people on purpose, and now he's done provoking and showing pity.

It was only then that Mu Jin realized that he had been provoked by Mo Ling. His body was now sensitive, and all his nerves were sensitive.

"Hmph." Mu Jin let go with a cold snort, "I'm tired, so take a nap for a while, don't talk to me if you have nothing to do."

Saying hibiscus, he closed his eyes to express his refusal to talk, which meant that I was very angry.

Mo Ling smiled lightly, he just liked her energetic appearance, like a child, how could he not keep her in his hands and give her a good pet.

Mu Jin realizes that she is getting more and more hypocritical, and it's all because of this fellow.

Originally, I just wanted to play a little bit of temper and hypocrisy, but my mental strength was really exhausted, so I fell asleep lying on the side of the bathtub with my hands drooping.

Just like this, one person is lying on the side of the bathtub with his arms drooping, and the other person is sitting in the bucket with a clean body next to the person lying on the floor and watching. From the side of this scene, at first glance, one may think that the two are doing something. Woolen cloth.

The time went back to more than half an hour ago. After returning to the Huainan Palace, the Huainan King, who couldn't stand the Huainan Princess's offensive of tears, came out directly carrying the big knife he hadn't used for many years.

As a father, how many litters does my son have?
I don't know if it was deliberately delaying time or if I really didn't guess where Mo Ling was, Mo Yan went around half of Yanling City until the sunset started to go down, and then he came to the place where Hibiscus and Mo Ling were staying in the south of the city. Small other courtyard.

When entering the other courtyard, the momentum was quite magnificent. He directly carried his one-meter-long sword and kicked the door of Mo Ling's small courtyard, and then went to the inner courtyard at a very fast speed. The big knife directly cut the door across the board, and the two good wooden doors were broken from the middle like that, which was really rude.

At this moment, Mu Jin had just fallen asleep for less than two sticks of incense, when Mo Yan appeared menacingly with his one-meter-long broadsword on his shoulder.

Before the time came, it was impossible for Mo Ling to come out of the bathtub, but the formation was huge enough to wake Mu Jin up, making Mo Ling turn his eyes to look at it rather unfriendlyly.

(End of this chapter)