Master Mo's beloved wife

Qin Xiaolou's face turned red, and his heart was even more annoyed that he was laughing at him and staying away from the incident. Just now, his breath was choked to the extreme, and he was about to spit it out.

Fortunately, she did not care about the dismay of Mo QingHan's eyes, and she gave him a kiss on his lips.

Perhaps, it should not be called a kiss, but rather a lip collision.

Because of her excessive force, the lip directly hit the teeth, the pain straight people want to shed tears.

But she can't shed tears, can only force to stare at ink light cold, for fear that he next second mercilessly push away himself.

Mo QingHan's whole body is still in place.

Qin Xiaolou in front of him was green and astringent enough to arouse his pity.

She has always been so green, no matter how many nights.

So in the eyes of ink light cold, she is more like an orange, sour, sour, became sweet.

He couldn't help kissing her lips and wanted to taste the fragrance.

With the deepening of his lips, Qin Xiaolou's body slowly slowed down.

The window on the top floor, a vast neon light, slightly scattered dim light, and the room flowing quiet, do not have a romantic feeling.

At this time, it seems that it should be so slowly quiet.

The kiss lasted a long time.

Her hand loosened the tightly held sleeve and slowly rolled up his neck.

Her palms slowly ooze a sticky, that sticky as if through the skin into the bottom of my heart.

Ink light cold kiss slowly along her face, kiss her neck, eager to explore too much.

Her whole body was pushed to one side of the French window, and he was behind her, hugging her hard.

Her skin fiercely against the cold window, the touch is more like a greasy snake, let her heart rise bursts of unhappiness.

And his kiss, which followed, smoothed the unhappiness and made her heart more joyful.

She thought, she loves ink and cold, otherwise why would her heart rise this kind of pleasure similar to redemption?

"See the building opposite? It used to belong to the Ye family, but now its signboard has been changed to Mohist. "

Mo QingHan was whispering around her neck.

Qin Xiaolou's eyes were forced to look past.

Once upon a time, the landmark building of Mordor, the building that countless people yearned for, changed its owner in a twinkling of an eye.

"Including you, it's also mine, Qin Xiaolou. I've never been able to get what I want."

Mo QingHan's words are cold and firm.

That made her frown.

It's not only because of the terrible possessiveness in his words, but also because he took her as an object.

The idea that a commodity can be sold at a price makes her shiver at the bottom of her heart.

She shook her head excitedly.

"No, Mo QingHan, I'm not yours, but I always stand by your side."

Her eyes fixed on the ink light cold.

Instead of taking her words for granted, he let her go, turned around and lit a cigarette.

"So what, Qin Xiaolou, what are you standing here for?"

Mo QingHan took a deep breath of the cigarette, and then slowly spit it out.

His features were hidden in the thick smoke.

Light shadow cast in his deep eye socket, eyes like a touch of sadness, even sadness is cold, cold like a piece of ice.

She thought, his heart is concerned about her, otherwise why would he be unhappy because she came to beg him?

Smoke flowing in the quiet air, suddenly inhaled into her lungs, she coughed.

This cough, but even tears fell down, as if to cough out the heart and lung

Mo QingHan angrily threw away the cigarette in his hand, turned around and turned his back to her.

"Mo QingHan, ye Junfei is your friend, and now the Ye family has collapsed, you let him go."

Qin Xiaolou still said.

"Let it go? Qin Xiaolou, why do you want me to let him go! Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to myself. Why should I take such a big risk? "

A sneer rose from the corner of his mouth.

Qin Xiaolou bowed his head in his sneer and clenched his hands.

"Because of him..." for a long time, Qin Xiaolou suddenly looked up, "because he saved my life, so no matter what, I will save him."

She stood obstinately in the same place, her eyes showing a sense of determination“ I can only repay him for my life. "

Ink light cold a Leng, eyes complex looking at Qin Xiaolou.

"You mean you'd like to trade your life for it?" He asked softly.

"Yes She answered without hesitation.

"Well said!" Ink light cold suddenly hook lips, lips show a cruel smile:

"Qin Xiaolou, your life is worthless to me. Why should I promise you?"

"Because you want my heart!"

Qin Xiaolou finally showed his last card. He was stubborn and resolute, but he had a vague hope, like a despairing beast.

And he was the source of the last glimmer of hope.

I don't know why, her eyes seem to see into his heart.

Soft, like childhood to eat cotton candy.

For the first time, Mo QingHan felt a bit embarrassed.

"Qin Xiaolou, you are so... Good He said.

With that, the office fell into silence.

Qin Xiaolou stood uneasily in the same place, quietly looking at the ink light cold not far away. His eyes were very black, hidden in the dark, and he could not see anything.

However, she has shown her cards. If he doesn't agree, she really has no other chips to negotiate with him.

Among the thousands of troops, she had only one brave voice left.

Just when she thought that Mo QingHan would not speak, he suddenly spoke.

"I promise you, remember your promise."

Qin Xiaolou's heart a joy, slowly relieved, "thank you, Mo QingHan, I know you are not the person who fell into the well."

"No, Qin Xiaolou, you are mistaken." Mo QingHan sarcastically turned his head

"First, it's none of your business what kind of person I am. Second, I'm a businessman. As long as the conditions are reasonable, there's nothing I can't promise."

Ink cold eyes straight to Qin Xiaolou.

Even if he put her on the platform for sale, she was still so happy. Is it true that her brain is a fool?

Mo QingHan was very angry, and he was full of evil spirit.

Qin Xiaolou took his words as the air, filled his heart with joy, and prepared to leave the president's office.

But he suddenly grabbed her hand, pushed the person back to the wall, and put one hand on the wall on her upper left, making a small and hot space.

His kiss was sudden and violent, regardless of the wishes of his subordinates