Mo Yao is much luckier than Kaka. He does not have heart disease like Kaka, which can cause many diseases in the body. He has excellent physical fitness. After entering the intensive care unit, he passed the critical period after one night, and there was no surprise.
Mo Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief when he was transferred to the general ward in danger. Ye Wei, Eleven, Mo Ye and Mo Jue and others had joined forces with Ye Tianyu from Zhongliban to start planning a counterattack, and decided to uproot M2 to free them.
The hatred in my heart.
Young Master Ye and Cheng Anya felt vaguely uneasy. They always felt that something was going to happen. They couldn't explain clearly. Ye Wei did not dare to tell Young Master Ye about Ke Lan's death. Ke Lan was the only daughter of the Ye family and was very valuable.
The Third Young Master, Ye Ningyuan, and Ye Feimo all loved her to the core. No one dared to reveal a word about her death. Mo Chen guarded Gu Baobao, and he was satisfied even if he even looked at her.
After the changes in the Mo family and the Ye family, there was almost no laughter or laughter.
Mo Yao woke up in the morning light. His consciousness was a little blurry. He didn't know how long he had slept. When he woke up, he felt that the light was a bit dazzling. He opened his eyes and closed them several times before his eyes adapted to the light.
He slowly opened his eyes. There was no pungent smell in the ward, but instead there was a soft fragrance. He looked sideways and saw Mo Xiaobai playing with roses in the morning light.
He is wearing the most outstanding white shirt in the Dior Homme men's clothing series, which makes his slender figure even more handsome and slender. This is the most outstanding men's clothing and is not suitable for some strong men. It is most suitable for men with strong bodies.
Some men are thin and slender. The details of this men's clothing are very gorgeous, and the tailoring has an ascetic effect. It is especially good when worn on Mo Xiaobai.
He unbuttoned two crystal buttons, revealing wheat-colored skin. His hair was perfectly combed, and his sleeves were rolled up. He was gorgeous and sexy. He was playing with the roses in the ward, so carefully and so focused that he didn't notice that Mo Yao had already
wake up.
It's great that he's fine.
Mo Yao thought like this, he really felt that Mo Xiaobai was standing in front of him safely, everything was worth it.
As long as Xiaobai is safe, it doesn't matter what he suffers.
"Xiaobai..." Mo Yao shouted, and Mo Xiaobai turned around in surprise. He was holding a rose in his hand and was about to cut the thorns. Suddenly he heard Mo Yao's hoarse voice, like a ray of beauty in the dark clouds.
The sunlight emits unparalleled heat.
Mo Xiaobai quickly put down the scissors. He didn't know how to express the surprise in his heart. He just leaned down and hugged Mo Yao tightly. His head was pressed against Mo Yao's shoulder, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Hot air hit Mo Yao's neck. He wanted to raise his head and touch his face, but there was a needle stuck in the back of his hand and he couldn't move. Mo Yao gave up the idea of hugging Mo Xiaobai and just enjoyed the touch of rebirth after the disaster.
Every time he woke up after being injured, he felt like he was reborn.
It seems that wherever he is, his wandering heart always becomes calm.
"Brother, next time, don't do this again." After a long time, Mo Xiaobai finally spoke out. He bit the skin on Mo Yao's neck like a vampire, trying to suck all the blood of the man under him. Mo Yao
It's a little itchy and slightly painful.
Mo Xiaobai was frightened, and suddenly bit hard, leaving a tooth mark on Mo Yao's neck. Mo Yao snorted, "Damn, this kid is so cruel, don't you think the wounds on his body are not enough, but he still..."
took a bite.
Mo Yao's neck was bitten with blood by Mo Xiaobai, and he tasted the taste of Mo Yao's blood. Mo Xiaobai murmured in Mo Yao's ear, "Brother, I've always wanted to know what your blood tastes like.
I finally tasted it, am I very perverted?"
Mo Yao thought to himself, yes, it's very perverted.
Mo Xiaobai didn't think so. Such a bloodthirsty impulse was like an impulse that wanted to swallow him whole in his heart. It often grew like crazy weeds and wanted to take root in his heart. He wanted to taste everything Mo Yao had.
He watched Mo Yao bleed for him again and again, just to protect him, and he thought about what his brother's blood tasted like, how it was different from other people's blood, and why it always flowed for him so freely.
In fact, they are all the same.
There is only one life for a person, and there is only so much blood for a person. Every time he bleeds and is injured, it is just proof that his brother loves him.
What a stupid person.
He never takes his body seriously, always thinking that he is an iron man, but he regards him as a treasure in the palm of his hand. He was before and is now, before he lost his memory, and it is the same after he loses his memory.
"Get up, my back hurts." Mo Yao finally said unbearably. He was injured on his back, and it hurt so much when he pressed him like this. I thought Mo Xiaobai was careful and would get up in a while, and he would be fine if he just endured it.
Knowing him depends on him.
Mo Xiaobai stood up immediately, put his hands on Mo Yao's shoulders, and leaned over to look at Mo Yao, his eyes were deep and unpredictable. Mo Xiaobai had rarely seen this in front of Mo Yao, and Mo Yao's heartbeat was a little bit excited when he saw him.
Why is he so crazy?
Mo Xiaobai squinted his eyes. He had a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes. When he squinted slightly, the light shone brightly. His wheat-colored skin was sexy and exposed under the crystal buttons. There was strength in the slenderness. In an instant, the monster returned, gorgeous and dazzling.
He is too beautiful for words.
It's fascinating. Ever since he was a child, he has had almost no resistance to Mo Xiaobai's beauty.
"Brother, I only say this once. If you get hurt again because of me, I will leave you." Mo Xiaobai spoke clearly and clearly, "I can do what I say, is it clear?"
Mo Yao's face darkened, and all the floating thoughts just now disappeared. What did he say?
leave him?
Go against him and dare to say such things.
"Say it again!" Mo Yao said coldly, his voice as cold as ice.
Mo Xiaobai said in a deep voice, "I almost lost you several times. I could only watch you fall in front of me. Every time you were in danger and almost died. I don't want to experience it again. This is the last time. Brother, I
I don’t want you to always work so hard when you are with me, and always get hurt because of me. I know you can’t let me go, and you feel you shouldn’t even get a cut on me. But have you ever thought about me, every time you see me?
How do I feel when you fall in front of me? It should have been me who was injured. If you didn't rush over, I wouldn't die. At most, it's just a serious injury. Brother, I'm not a helpless man. I don't need it.
You have always spread your wings to protect me. I have the power to protect myself. Please don’t think of me so fragile. I am your brother, your lover, and a comrade who can fight alongside you. I don’t rely on you again and again.
Incompetent people to protect.”
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Because of the rankings in May, I had some conflicts with my fellow readers. I need to explain that the gold medal must be a shout-out. People are a little disgusted with my way and feel that I am too purposeful. The number of gold medals will be increased as many times as possible.
, but I think this will make you more comfortable and faster.
First, I can shout, dear readers, I am going to be on the list this month, and those who have gold medals will be given away. If I shout like this, readers and sisters may not be disgusted. I believe many people are willing to vote for gold medals, but you have to know that once I
If you just shout like this, I won't add updates. In other words, if I want to add updates, I can add updates. In this case, I naturally won't add updates every day.
Second, I asked for more updates for the number of gold medals. Unless there is an unexpected reason, I can add more updates, and the gold medal additions are all within the range of additional updates. Once the number is reached, I will add more updates. This is based on the original increase.
More.
I think everyone is voting for the gold medal anyway. If I don’t add more updates, I feel like I’m lying to you. Why don’t I just tell you a number like this and add it when it’s reached? I’m also motivated. This is a reciprocal thing. Please read more.
One or two updates, and I also have a gold medal.
However, many people say that I am utilitarian in the comment area. Maybe everyone thinks about the problem differently. The reason why I shout how much to add is because I know that the amount is within a reasonable range, and I will definitely add more. Otherwise, I can shout 200 a day.
If I don’t get an update if I don’t get a gold medal, then I basically don’t need to update it, so why bother?
Although the purpose is very strong, if I didn't call for more updates, would you have seen so many updates in the past two weeks? It's basically impossible.
Of course, I am a good kid who knows his mistakes and can correct them. If everyone dislikes me calling for gold medals and extra updates, then from today on I will say that I will rush to the list. I can choose to add more updates or not. This way I will feel relaxed and everyone will not.
I'll be disgusted, what do you think?
I hope that after the explanation, both of us can understand each other better and stop saying those ugly words. In fact, I don’t care about your cynicism, but you are really harassing my code word time bird on Q.
[Asking for gold medals]——Ah, dear sisters, vote for more gold medals, 450 will be added.
ps: I prefer this method, and to tell you the truth, I will add more updates.
ps2: Thank you to new and old readers for your long-term support. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. You are good for me, and I am also good for you. There is no deliberate deception.
