Jun Mojue raised his eyebrows, looked at Mao'er provocatively, and smiled coldly.
Mao'er was really shocked. Jun Mojue had changed so much. If she had asked Ye Qingqing about the news before, this guy would have been angry, and his face would have darkened, as if he was drunk with jealousy. But now
, he actually fought back, with this obviously annoying tone...
Mao'er raised his eyelids, struggled to support the bed with one hand, leaned the pillow behind him, and slowly sat up. This series of movements made Mao'er tired for half his life, while Jun Mojue squinted his eyes.
Seeing Mao Er struggling to do all this, he actually had no intention of stepping forward to help.
Mao'er gritted her teeth angrily, but she didn't say a word or asked Jun Mo Jue for help. She was very brave.
Jun Mojue deliberately watched Mao'er sitting up with such difficulty, and did not take the initiative to help. He just waited for Mao'er to ask for help. Unexpectedly, he didn't ask for help until Mao'er sat up.
Very strong-minded...
Jun Mo Jueqi's teeth were itching. What a Xia Qingcheng. You really have backbone. Let me see how long you can have backbone...
Mao'er leaned on the pillow, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his tired forehead. He raised his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes, damn Jun Mo Jue, raised his chin and said, "You are living well."
Yes, how could Ye Wuqing be dead?"
Mao'er looked at Jun Mojue and said. Jun Mojue seemed to be looking at him with a heavy gaze. The emotions in his eyes were complicated and difficult to understand. There was a hint of sinisterness in his eyes. He actually walked to the bed in three or two steps and stood in front of Mao'er, condescending.
, "You want me to die, don't you?"
His tone was not very good, and he seemed to have suppressed a lot of anger. This topic was not a good one. Mao'er's words immediately reminded him of how the sharp sword pierced his chest, so coldly and mercilessly.
Mao'er frowned. She didn't understand why Jun Mojue was like this. Although she killed him by mistake, she also saved him. Who was she pretending to show her death to? She, Xia Qingcheng, would eat this.
set?
"I really wish you would die, but it's a pity that you are so cruel that you are still alive and well even after being pierced through the heart! It's true that good people don't live long, and the harm will last for thousands of years!"
Mao'er bit her teeth, sneered, looked at Jun Mo Jue and said.
Jun Mojue's eyes became colder and colder, and those silver-gray eyes seemed to be frozen. He looked at Mao'er solemnly, but there was an almost cold and coquettish smile on his lips, "Okay...Okay...it turns out
If you really want me to die, then why are you saving me? And you have made yourself like this..."
"Save you? What a joke... If your mother hadn't knelt down and begged me to save you, do you think I would have been willing?"
Mao'er's words were like a sharp sword, ruthlessly tearing open Jun Mo Jue's newly repaired heart, causing the blood to flow endlessly.
I never knew that a person's words can be so hurtful. It is simply more intolerable than cutting flesh with a knife...
Taking a step forward, Jun Mo Jue suddenly lifted Mao'er's chin, and exerted force with two fingers. Mao'er's lips pursed, and the two looked at each other coldly. The coldness in Mao'er's eyes was like ice knives. Jun Mo Jue
Not to be outdone, Mao'er was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to fight back, otherwise he would have punched him...
"Xia Qingcheng, since I survived, you can just wait to get entangled with me whether you love me or hate me!"
The corner of his mouth curled up, and Jun Mojue's eyes were cold and charming. He concealed all his emotions, including anger and sadness, under this goblin-like face, and looked directly into Mao'er's eyes and said.
Then, he lowered his head and kissed the cat's pouty lips firmly, tossing and turning, tenderly and lingeringly.
Mao'er narrowed her eyes and raised her head to push him. Unexpectedly, she was as soft as the clay figure and had no strength at all. Jun Mojue didn't show the slightest pity to him. His big hands pinched her cheeks and it hurt.
, Mao'er was angry and wanted to bite him, but this guy clamped her chin and couldn't close her mouth. Jun Mo Jue's tongue was as flexible as a snake, wreaking havoc in Mao'er's mouth. Mao'er ducked, he
Just chase, it was an intense...
This kiss is also a kind of war. Cat's breathing is not smooth. Jun Mojue doesn't look like he is enjoying it even with his eyes open. Cat's cheeks are red and it is difficult to breathe. A pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes seem to be misty.
Misty, stained with water mist, it is a beautiful...
Jun Mojue's eyes met Mao'er, and he felt that this was a bottomless pit, and he was sucked in at once. There was no bottom, and Jun Mojue felt his body heat up, and an impulse hit his forehead and body.
There was an immediate reaction. Jun Mo Jue's other hand was put on Mao'er's back at some point, and he kept groping. Mao'er's eyes were like flying knives, and he shot toward Jun Mo Jue. It was a sharp...
…
But at this time, Jun Mo Jue's eyes were full of peach blossoms, and it didn't matter if he died in these eyes...
The left hand holding the cat was released at some point, and the other hand went up from the back and touched the cat's earlobe. It felt soft and extremely comfortable...
Mao'er was so angry at Jun Mo Jue, especially when he looked like this, that it made Mao'er think of that night. When he released his grip on her chin, Jun Mo Jue
Before letting go of kissing her lips, Mao'er immediately closed his teeth and bit Jun Mo Jue's tongue fiercely. This guy was also very responsive. When his tongue retracted, Mao'er's head tilted forward, directly
Biting Jun Mojue's lips...
This time, he used too much force, and bloodshot eyes immediately appeared where the lips met, dyeing the corners of their mouths red. They were extremely charming...
"Aww...!"
As soon as Mao'er let go, Jun Mo Jue made a dull sound, jumped out all the way, touched his injured lip, and stared at Mao'er. His eyes showed his domineering look. Seeing Mao'er staring at him, Jun Mo Jue didn't show any signs of it.
He stared back without showing any weakness, then smiled coldly, touched the blood at the corner of his mouth, looked at the cat and said, "It tastes good!"
That look was like an angry cat vomiting blood. The charming Jun Mojue, with a pure and innocent appearance and a Rakshasa-like temperament, was simply a goblin who had become a spirit through cultivation. Look at that look.
His fingers were stained with the blood from her bite on his lips, and he stuck out the tip of his tongue to give an extremely erotic sip. His look was so arrogant that he was clearly declaring his victory to Mao'er...
"Jun Mojue, do you want to die?"
Mao'er gasped and said in a hateful voice. She hated her current weak appearance. She had no strength at all and was being slaughtered. It was really uncomfortable...
Jun Mojue raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mao'er. Seeing the pale little face with a hint of blush due to anger, and the lips that were red and swollen from his kiss, Jun Mojue felt that he had never been
So mighty...
"I want to die, but I just want to kiss you until I die...!"
Jun Mo Jue has really changed. Mao'er clearly realized that if Jun Mo Jue had treated her like this before, he would have done something outrageous when he was extremely angry, but he would never do it now.
With such an attitude, Jun Mojue has returned to his cold-blooded nature!
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you when I get better?"
Mao'er said coldly, with a layer of frost on his brows. He really saved a white-eyed wolf. Now his body, which is so unwilling to fight back, is simply letting him flatten and round it. It's really too much. This damn man
…
"What are you afraid of? I have never done anything in heaven or on earth. If you want to kill me, then go ahead and do it, but it seems impossible right now!"
Jun Mojue shook his head as if regretfully, and a silver light flashed in his eyes, showing a proud look.
Mao'er was furious. Damn it, this damn bastard should treat her like this. She had already decided to leave Qiyue Kingdom and stay away from the Jun brothers. Thinking of the unpleasant words said by those few people, Mao'er's face was filled with tears.
Shang Hanshuang, confidant, friend, they are no longer worthy, and Jun Mo Jue... Mao'er sighed, this person and her are extremely complicated, it is obviously impossible, but now...
"For the rest of the days, you will live in Prince Chen's Mansion. When you get better, you will... get married to me, the king!"
Mao'er was originally extremely opposed to Jun Mo Jue's previous words, but she was shocked when she heard what happened next. What nonsense is this damn guy talking about?
"What did you say?"
Mao'er couldn't help but asked again, with a high-pitched voice. He couldn't help but suspect that he was suffering from auditory hallucinations. Was this Jun Mo Jue stabbed in the heart or brain? What was he talking about...
Jun Mojue waved his hand, as if he was extremely impatient, and glanced at Mao'er arrogantly, "I said that when you get well, you will marry me. There is no need to be so grateful and surprised. Wait.
Be obedient and be your Princess Chen!"
Jun Mojue looked at Mao'er with his hands folded across his chest and said, with a cold and charming look on his face, and a solemn look on his face, but he still put on such a look of giving alms. He is really an awkward person, and he said it awkwardly.
If...
In fact, Jun Mojue is really good at hiding his emotions.
Mao'er raised her eyebrows and looked at Jun Mojue who looked like this. This man had changed too quickly. He had confessed his love to her before and looked like he loved her to death. Now he was treating her like this. The more he thought about it, the more unfair he felt.
, what does he mean by this? It’s simply...
Mao'er raised his eyes, "Jun Mojue, do you still love me?"
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The update of 10,000 words has been completed.... Are there any friends who are traveling in Lijiang? We can play together... There are also Xiaoxiao, Baobao, Xiaomi and others!
