Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 333 Su Mo's Great Masterpiece

Moxiluo put her on the bed, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Is it a crime to laugh? !
Feng Sumo was stunned for a moment, and flattered, "I'm laughing... Your Highness, you are very cool."

"The eyesight is finally normal." Mesilo sarcasticly said that she hadn't seen him well for such a long time before.

Feng Sumo coughed, lightly touched the large and small scars on his body, and changed the subject, "Why are there so many wounds?"

"Your masterpiece." Mecillo spoke very straightforwardly.

"What's none of my business?" Feng Sumo rolled his eyes.

Without explaining, Moxiluo took her slender white hand, put it on his lips, bent down, pressed a kiss on it with warm lips, and turned his eyes to her slender white wrist.

So thin, how could she move him at that time?
When the accident happened, in order to protect Su Mo from the wind, Moxiluo pressed her under him, and his head hit the car. In addition to the previous violent impact, he lost consciousness.

However, upon hearing Feng Sumo's call, he woke up quickly, but his head was too heavy and his eyelids were heavy. He tried several times to open his eyes to look at her, but his strength was insufficient.

Then he realized that the car might explode, and for a moment, he was supported by a strong sense of survival before he woke up.

"Stupid woman." A soft sigh escaped from his thin lips, and Moxiluo's hand holding Feng Sumo slowly became intertwined with fingers, he raised her hand, and kissed the back of her hand again.

"Why are you scolding me?" Feng Sumo didn't know the reason for his sudden words, turned his head and pinched his arm lightly.

"Next time, when you encounter this situation, you should think about how to get out alive." Moxiluo rested his head on her shoulder and murmured hoarsely.

Feng Sumo turned his head sideways, stared at him blankly, and blurted out a sob that burst through his throat.

In the eye sockets, there was a crystal liquid turning, her arms embraced him, and her head was buried in his chest.

Moxiluo was surprised by her sudden silence, lowered his head, and wanted to lift her face, a wet feeling hit his chest, and his hands froze after that.

Cried?

In his heart, as if a feather had been brushed gently, Moxiluo's long arms hugged her, with such force, if he wanted to embed her into his body.

Did she cry for him?

Since we met, Feng Sumo has always given him the impression that he is so strong that it makes people feel distressed. Even though he was bullied by him before, he never saw her cry. Now, she actually cried because of this situation...

Feng Sumo's sobs were very soft, his shoulders trembled, like a wronged little beast seeking comfort in his arms, it was very distressing to see.

Moxiluo probably guessed that she must have been frightened by the moment he fell into a coma, right?
"It's ugly to cry." The long finger raised her face, and Moxiluo's eyes locked on her face.

Tears hung on Feng Sumo's clear face, and there were suppressed tears in his eyes, and his eyes were red, like a little rabbit.

After his words, Feng Sumo sniffed, raised her head, and was about to force her tears back, but Moxiluo's hand suddenly pinched her jaw.

"Cry out loud if you want to cry, it looks like you're holding back..." Moxiluo frowned slightly, thought about the words, and lifted his thin lips, "It makes me unhappy."

"..." Feng Sumo looked at him in astonishment, a tear quietly fell from the corner of his eye, slid down his beautiful face, and quietly seeped into his clothes.

He was stunned for a while, the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled.

(End of this chapter)