She forgot to react for a moment, her mind was in chaos, and her reason seemed to be turned into a sticky paste. She had never heard Mo Ye say such words. In her knowledge, Mo Ye also
Wouldn't say such a thing.
For a moment, it seemed like she was back in those days on the mountain. The person in front of her was Anthony instead of Mo Ye. It would not be surprising to hear such words from Anthony. The man was a bit yuppie, but Mo Ye...
His heart was beating wildly uncontrollably. He hugged her tightly, holding her tightly with his arms, keeping her securely in his arms. The iron arms seemed to have infinite power and could give her eternal support. She could understand
Counting his heartbeats, she had once had this generous and warm embrace, and she had also been somewhat attached to it, but...
How could you still be reluctant to part with him after something like this happened?
Then how can she stand up to the dead souls in the sky?[
Where did he put her in the first place?
When she wanted to love him properly, she was pushed away by him again. He never thought about her position and whether what he did would hurt her again.
Mo Ye, do you really miss me?
you're lying!
Eleven gritted his teeth, held back the pain in his heart, and said coldly, "Let me go!"
She didn't like to threaten people, but she stabbed him hard in the abdomen with the gun, warning him that if he didn't let go, she would shoot. She thought Mo Ye would let her go, but she didn't expect him to hold her even tighter.
"Hold on!" The man's stern voice rang in her ears, slightly annoyed, and he asked her, "Eleven, when you shot me, did you ever think that maybe you lost the bet and I would die."
Speaking of the past, Eleven still felt a sense of fear in his heart, but... "I really wished I could kill you with that shot. There won't be so many things in the future, and I won't have to face today's predicament, Mo Ye,
How can you……"
"It's not me!" Mo Ye shouted suddenly, clasping Shiyi's shoulders tightly and looking directly into her eyes. He was panicked, but also angry at being wronged and distrustful, "It's not me!"
"It's not you? Who else has the ability to give orders to the mafia if it's not you? You've done it all, what are you denying now?" Eleven's face was cold, and there was a bit of hatred in his condensed eyes.
Mo Ye looked at her intently, with emotions rolling in his heart and his mouth full of bitterness. It was his own fault and he deserved it. He was the one who made her distrust her. He sighed feebly, "What are you blaming me for? You revealed information.
Or order to seize your territory? Eleven, I don’t know who disclosed the information, but I can seize your territory. If the mafia does not seize it, the arms dealers and gangsters in the Middle East will seize it. Once they take action, even more
Cruel, the result is the same."
"So, you think you were right all along?" Eleven sneered, glaring at him angrily.
Mo Ye suddenly felt powerless. She had already decided in her heart that it was him who did it. Nothing he could say was of any use. Suddenly his eyes lit up. He suddenly realized that his Eleven seemed to have recovered, because Eleven always wore a mask.
, her true face is rarely shown to others, Mo Ye has become accustomed to knowing it's her by feeling, rarely looking at her face, after all, he knows it's just a piece of skin.
After talking for so long, he suddenly discovered that Eleven was not wearing a mask, nor was she as skinny as before. Her face was rounder and looked better. He was happy that her body had finally recovered.
.
Half a year ago on the mountain, her tentacles were all bones. Now that he saw that she looked more rounded, he couldn't help but feel happy. He even said in reply to the question, "Eleven, you seem to be a little fatter."
He also had a particularly stupid smile as he spoke.
Eleven stared, feeling extremely annoyed. She asked him seriously and even though he didn't answer, he actually said she was fat? She felt angry and hit his chest hard with her elbow. Fortunately, Mo Ye reacted quickly and got out of the way quickly.
, the two of them also wrote with their bodies separated, and Eleven's face was slightly red.
Mo Ye chuckled. Under the light, the man's smile seemed to hide endless pampering. When he looked at her intently, he seemed to be looking at a treasure. Such unique care and pampering seemed to be irresistible to every girl.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have called you fat, I should have said you are good-looking." Mo Ye quickly changed his words, with a faint smile still in his eyes. In fact, he would rather the time at this moment could last longer, so that he could have more time.
Enjoy the air with her presence.[
She was within reach, and with this knowledge, he was very excited.
"Shut up, who told you this?" Eleven clenched his fists.
Mo Ye's eyes fell lightly on her gun, and he asked lightly, "Do you really want to kill me?"
"Don't you want to die?" Eleven asked with a sneer. She wanted to kill him, she really wanted to, especially when she heard him talk about the theory that if they didn't seize it, others would. Even though she knew what he was saying was true, she couldn't bear it.
Live anger, hate.
How dare he speak so confidently, as if nothing had happened? How could he?
If he hadn't disclosed the information before, the war would never have happened.
"Eleven, my mother was injured and has been unconscious. The housekeeper was afraid that something might happen to her, so he notified our brothers. I wanted to go find you when I woke up, but the next day I received news that she was injured.
, Mo Jue and I rushed there immediately. We wanted to find you again when we came back, but we stayed on the island for three days and Birmingham could not contact us. When we came back, the number one terrorist organization and
The war in the United Nations in the Middle East has come to an end, and it is too late for me to do anything at this time." Mo Ye said in a deep voice. He has a proud temperament and has never explained anything to anyone. If others don't believe him, he doesn't need to do whatever he wants.
He cares about what others think of him, but...
Eleven, no, never!
He had missed too much with her, and he had hurt her too badly. He didn't dare to make any mistakes again, for fear that her knot would become deeper and deeper, and she wouldn't let him get close to her again, and he didn't want to chase her.
He travels all over the world.
Compared with losing Eleven, this bit of pride is nothing.
As long as she can stop hating him so much and misunderstanding him, everything will be worth it.
Eleven was stunned and looked at him solemnly. Mo Ye was a little annoyed. He had already explained it, but she still didn't believe it. He was annoyed, but also helpless. He could really feel how wrong he had been in the past.
He loves Meng Lianying and obeys her in everything, but he has never allowed her to challenge the limits of his tolerance like this.
The only person he had ever indulged was her. Whatever she did, was allowed in his eyes.
Even if she wanted to kill him, no matter how angry, annoyed, or resentful he was, as long as she was willing to say a word to him, everything would dissipate.
"Eleven, you know my mother too."
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