Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 127 Changing clothes? ! (1)

All the younger brothers were scolded so ashamed that they didn't dare to show their anger.

It's no wonder that the Mo family manor is so guarded, and the other party can sneak into Mo Chou's room without anyone noticing.

It can only prove their dereliction of duty and incompetence.

"All right!
That person is a professionally trained agent, not to mention Mo's Manor, entering and exiting the military base is like entering an uninhabited land, no wonder they are there! "

Mo Chou started calmly, and cut off Shen Hao's words.

"Next time, everyone just be more careful. I'm tired too. I want to rest for a while. Go out!"

"Thank you, Miss!"

All the younger brothers thanked in unison, and left with full of admiration and shame for Mo Chou.

Murong Lin watched Mo Chou's side face with a deep expression, but doubts flashed in his eyes.

How does she know that the other party is a well-trained agent? !

Could it be that she knew that person? !
Shen Hao glanced at Murong Lin who was standing beside Mo Chou, wanted to say something, but finally didn't speak.

He just turned around silently and walked out the door.

"Are you still leaving?!"

Mo Chou threw the bed on the pillow and sat down beside the bed heavily.

Her body was already weak, and after all this tossing, she was already tired.

"I'm not going, I want to stay and protect my wife,

If another agent killer comes over, I'll blow his head off with one shot! "

Murong Lin's tone was still teasing as usual, but there was determination and concern that couldn't be concealed.

Taking a look at his face, Mo Chou lazily flattened her body and lay down on the pillow.

"up to you!"

Are you too lazy to bicker with him, or are you used to his cheating.

Even Mo Chou didn't understand, but now, she was too lazy to think about it.

She was really, really tired.

After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

He walked over lightly and closed the door tightly.

He walked over lightly and covered her with a thin quilt.

Murong Lin's eyes flicked over her pale and tired face, and the bloody gauze on her right arm.

The ridicule and frivolity on his face disappeared in an instant, and the slender eyebrows were only wrinkled in one place in distress.

(End of this chapter)