The soldier is a girl

Chapter 591 395: Lady, can you call me Ah Heng?
After finishing writing, he handed it to Shen Cangshu. After taking it, Shen Cangshu looked at it, praised it for a while, and then said don't hold Fangzi and left happily.

With Mu Jin's words of comfort, Xiaobai also tidied up the house and went out.

Immediately, only Mu Jin who was sitting and Mo Ling who was lying on her stomach were left in the whole room.

Mu Jin felt that it was better to say some things as soon as possible.

"Mo Ziheng..."

Mu Jin just opened her mouth to call out a name, and Mo Ling was dissatisfied.

"A Jin, can you call me A-Heng, for the sake of my serious injury." These words, coupled with the appearance of begging for comfort, are simply seductive. Mu Jin's heart itches so much that she can't bear it, wishing she could just jump on him.

When this thought flashed through Mu Jin's mind, Mu Jin was taken aback by herself, why didn't she know that she still had the potential to be a prostitute, and she even thought of jumping on someone, she could still walk after jumping, could it be her She is still planning to be the wife of this ancient man, but it’s not that she dislikes the ancient man, but that she doesn’t want to be a substitute. This person treats his wife very well at first glance, but now she wears the same skin but has a different lining. Don't be a substitute.

"Can you talk properly." Mu Jin pushed Mo Ling's face in disgust, not wanting to be confused by that smile.

It was just that he was caught by a big hand before he could withdraw his hand just after pushing it.

"Miss, can you call me Ah Heng?"

The hand was wrapped in a warmth, and Mu Jin felt that the warmth was transmitted from the palm to the bottom of her heart.

"My lady, Ah Jin, can you call me Ah Heng?"

With that deep gaze and alluring subwoofer, Mu Jin felt that her defenses were collapsing a little bit.

"My lady, Ah Jin, call me Ah Heng, okay...no...ok..."

The last sound was so charming to the extreme, every single word seemed to roll on the tip of the tongue, and I felt every cell in my body tremble.

"Heng."

Seeing Mu Jin being called by him, Mo Ling unconsciously yelled out the word "intimacy", and the arc of the corner of his mouth continued to enlarge, as if a hundred flowers were blooming when the first snow melted.

She really liked his voice.

"Mother..." Mo Ling was still planning to push forward, when the door in the yard suddenly slammed, followed by Su Chen's anxious voice.

"Xiaobai, where's your big brother? How's it going?" Su Chen rushed into the yard and saw his daughter.

When he heard the gran who delivered the food say something about a man as beautiful as a fairy, about meeting a tiger, about saving Chen Dafa, he left the child in the private school and ran back.

The bang sound shocked Mu Jin back to her senses, and when she thought of her stupid appearance just now, her face was full of annoyance, and she only had time to stare at Mo Ling before burying her face in the quilt.

It was agreed not to be seduced, it was agreed to draw a clear line, how on earth was she seduced by his voice, it was a shame to throw it at grandma's house.

Mo Ling was immediately annoyed, why did he have such a slow-down uncle, he really would pick something to come back, but thinking that it was also for worrying about him, Mo Ling could only hold back his depression.

Su Chen outside the door heard Su Qibai's narration, if he had a beard and a beard, he would be so angry that he, Su Chen, couldn't afford to support his injured nephew if he had a beard.

So Su Chen rushed back to his room very irrationally, then took out a box from the cabinet, took out a stack of bank notes inside, and rushed to Mo Ling's room.

(End of this chapter)