The soldier is a girl

Chapter 567 371: Don't Call My Wife

Chapter 567 371: Don't Call My Wife (National Day Addition)

Hibiscus was completely befuddled.

Mo Ling could guess one thing, maybe they went down the cliff to a small mountain village somewhere, and then they were lucky enough to be rescued by someone. He and Mu Jin were lucky, but Mu Jin...

He managed to get her to let go of her guard against him, but now she looks like she doesn't remember him, doesn't remember...

Mu Jin was stunned and looked down at his clothes in disbelief, then looked at Mo Ling again, it was not a modern dress, but an ancient style, Mu Jin stretched out her hand to look again, It's very slippery and thin, and there are calluses on the palm. It's a martial arts practitioner, but this hand is not hers, it's a little smaller than hers, so is she reviving a dead body?

Regardless of these, she really couldn't bear the pain all over her body. Thinking of Hibiscus, she stretched out her hand and touched the leg that hurt the most. The fracture, although it was mild, but, heh, don't keep it for two or three months It is estimated that there is no hope, and I don't know how the body's recovery ability is.

But is this body being crushed? It hurts everywhere.

Thinking about it, Mu Jin just wanted to touch her body, when Mo Ling, who was standing by the couch, came over, "Lady, my husband's arm hurts, don't you know medical skills, help me see if my husband has broken bones."

Mo Ling felt a pang of comfort in his heart when he said a lady, and really wanted to call her like this for the rest of his life.

"Cough cough...cough cough..." Mu Jin choked on his own saliva again, how did he know that she was good at medicine.Did this person get acquainted with each other? No, maybe this body is really a lady, but why is she covered in injuries? Did the two of them encounter a vendetta?Or maybe the two of them were enemies, and they couldn't beat each other, and they died together in the end?

While filling her mind, Mu Jin scanned Mo Ling vigilantly with her eyes. No matter if this is really a husband with this body or an enemy pretending to be something, she will never admit it. She has never been in love with a young girl. Mr. Lao Shizi.

"Don't call me your wife." Mu Jin stared at Mo Ling, as if if you dare to call me, I will punish you.

A smile flashed in Mo Ling's eyes, this hibiscus is so cute, so is this the real her?She has been suppressing her temper before, hasn't she?

Maybe this amnesia is a gift from God, but, she is so guarded against him, which makes him really depressed. Does he still have to work hard to make her fall in love with him again and accept him again? lost.

"You are my wife, why can't I call you my wife." Mo Ling directly turned on the rogue mode, and if he wanted to chase after his wife, he could throw it as far as he was shameless. This is a bloody lesson.

"If you don't allow it, you won't allow it, you can't understand human speech, right?" Mu Jin's outburst came up instantly.

"Miss, don't be angry. If you don't shout, don't shout. I will listen to you."

He didn't want to yell, he yelled a sentence twice and still said no, he still looked aggrieved, why the more he looked at this person, the more he looked like a little boy.

So there is a use for a good-looking face.

The impact of the river washed away everything on Mu Jin's body, so she had nothing on her except for the clothes that could not be changed because the two of them hugged each other. The more tightly bound dagger was the one Mo Ling gave her.

But she doesn't know at the moment.

She touched all over her body, and finally only touched the dagger between her legs. Looking at the dagger, Mu Jin expressed her satisfaction, and when she took it out, it was quite sharp, so she waved the dagger at Mo Ling, " Stay away from me, or I will chop you with this dagger."

 Happy National Day everyone, okay?
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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