507 The Injury of Parting at the Age of Fifteen [1]
The training on Ancross Island has been the same for ten years, with the same hardship and experience.
Looking at the five tall and tall people in front of him, Shang Fei raised his lips and smiled.
"You've grown up!"
Everyone: "``````"
Shang Fei explained some things and left the training ground. Si Nian ran to Mo Yuan's side, turned her arm, winked and said, "Yuan'er, I've made an appointment with him, hurry up at noon.
, take it quickly."
Mo Yuan raised his foot and kicked it. Si Nian covered his face and jumped far away, looking like he was about to cry. He stared at Mo Yuan with sparkling tears, "Don't you know what is good and what is evil."
"Haha" Mo Yuan laughed wildly, a cruel joke flashing across his eyes, making Si Nian's skin tingle. Si Nian turned around and ran behind Mo Jie, stretched out half of his head, "Don't come here!"
Mo Yuan was speechless and blew a loud whistle, "Hey, Si Nian, my brother's surname is Mo. Have you found the wrong person to rely on?"
"Who cares about you? If you're a man, you should stay on one side. You're a man and a mother-in-law." Si Nian has been frightened by Mo Yuan in the past few years. When he saw Mo Yuan, his scalp became numb and he didn't want to see this woman.
Too tough.
Just last year, when she was fighting against the king of Thai boxing, this woman didn't even look at him and forcefully removed his arm. Can anyone do this with such cruelty? In short, in his opinion
, Mo Yuan is not a woman at all, but their brother.
Mo Jie put one hand in his trouser pocket, curled up the corners of his lips, and the unknown smile made Si Nian's heart tremble, and he turned away, "You want to work together?"
The brother and sister just smiled and said nothing. Luka stood aside gracefully, looking at Mo Yuan with doting as he stood there shrewdly. Since she was a child, she was like a proud queen, never thinking that women can't do things that men can do.
That ferocious wildness made them look at him with admiration. Even if Mo Yuan's skills were not that strong, they would still look at him with admiration.
But Mo Yuan's completion far exceeded their expectations.
In their opinion, Mo Yuan was really struggling to rise and fall because she was challenging the limit.
The afternoon sun is a bit scorching. Ancross Island is surrounded by roses all year round. No matter where you go, there is a faint fragrance of roses. Shang Fei likes roses very much. Because of Muisa, these flowers of life of that woman
Well-organized, Mo Jie sat on the beach, holding an aqua blue bracelet in his hand. Inside the gemstone of the bracelet was a communicator. Those eyes were always engraved in his mind, and he would look at them every time he thought of them.
I sit with this bracelet on for half a day.
That unique look in his eyes was truly unforgettable for him.
The very strange thing about the island is probably the only towering old tree. It is very tall, about a thousand years old. After so many centuries, it has witnessed many miracles, but it is still growing tall and tall. Mo Yuan squinted his eyes and looked forward.
As I walked, I saw a man like Rufeng lying on the grass. I walked over slowly and sat down next to him.
He was resting, his eyes closed very quietly, his eyelashes were long and curled, his slightly long hair covered his right eye, his facial features were exquisite, and his thin lips were pursed slightly, with some irresistible temptation.
Mo Yuan stared at him for a long time, then lay on his lap and fell asleep with her eyes closed.
Finally, the handsome man woke up, but Mo Yuan was fast asleep, breathing softly. Her face was extremely beautiful, a typical oval face, and her facial features were in golden proportions, especially those sparkling purple eyes.
She has a very dark purple color, her body is voluptuous and hot, and her skin is like gelatin. Every part of her is a reward from God.
She has no shortcomings.
She didn't know what was bothering her in her dream, and her eyebrows were tightly knitted when she fell asleep. He Chufeng frowned slightly, and put his slender fingertips on her delicate eyebrows, smoothing the wrinkles between her eyebrows.
Her face had no warmth and was very cold.
I remember that when the two met for the first time, she arrogantly asked him to do something, and if he didn't do it, she would rape him. Perhaps for the first time, she felt that there was an idiom that shocked the world, even though the person in front of her showed it vividly. That's why he remembered her so vividly that he paid attention to her every movement, expression, and change. When he was still young, he always liked to quarrel. Gradually, he liked to follow her with his eyes. She was very dazzling.
I don't know when my fingertips touched her lips. They were soft and cool. His eyes looked at those rosy and moist lips lustfully. He Chufeng leaned down and pressed against her lips as if he was being seduced. The temperature was not as indifferent as imagined, on the contrary, the blood was boiling all over the body.
Stick out your tongue and take a sip. It tastes good.
He left, calmed down his hot emotions, and helped the woman lying on his legs adjust her position so that she could sleep peacefully.
He casually picked up the book on the side, flipped through it, and checked to see if the woman lying on his lap was sleeping peacefully. Mo Yuan slept at a very fixed time, but as long as He Chufeng was around, the quality of his sleep was the same. Well, it's far better than sleeping alone.
When the sky darkened, she opened her eyes when she was full from sleep. The smiling gaze above her head looked at her, and his voice was unique to him, "Did you sleep well?"
Mo Yuan stood up, gathered her long hair, smiled and leaned forward to hug Chu Feng's neck, her soft lips pressed against his ear, "Why did you change your gender today? Didn't I rely on you before?" Are you asking people to leave immediately?"
Staring at her purple eyes that were still shining in the dark night, she smiled slightly and said, "Because, I am happy today."
Mo Yuan's face changed slightly, she turned her head, stood up, turned her back to him, and pretended to smile calmly, "Did you get a call from Bai Yiran again? You are so happy. Are you going to give me a wedding invitation when you are eighteen?"
He Chufeng's eyes changed, and he stood up and stood next to her. Listening to her sarcasm, the smile at the corner of his mouth stagnated. It couldn't bring up the original arc, but the difference was not big. At least Mo Yuan didn't notice it. He said "Mo Yuan, why don't you prick me like a hedgehog every time you see me awake?"
"Treat others with their own treatment. That's what you did to me when I was a child." She said it matter-of-factly, and he couldn't laugh or cry when she heard it.
I have always known that she likes to hold grudges, is petty, and will retaliate whenever she wants, but I never thought that she would speak so frankly and straightforwardly, making it impossible to get away with it even if you try to be vague.
She smiled helplessly, with a charming smile, and her slender figure stood next to her, naturally forming a harmonious beauty. No one would want to break such a beautiful set of pictures. Shang Fei often said that others can't hurt you, but they can hurt you. You are the only one, guess what, He Chufeng turned sideways and said, "Go back first."
"He Chufeng, I love you."
The moment he turned around, she took his hand and spoke.