At this time, the special forces ambushing on the hillsides on both sides of the road rushed down. They were all wearing camouflage combat uniforms. The whole team was neat, neat and brave.
The gun battle is bloody, dangerous, and even more intense than in the movie!
But these scenes, buried in the man's arms, listening to the man's cold instructions, Mo Jiu, who felt that his eldest brother's voice was so beautiful, was so crazy that he didn't see it at all.
I don’t know how long it took before the gunfire stopped.
It wasn't until the scene was cleared that Long Qingtian lowered his head and looked at the girl.
Because he pressed a little hard, the girl's face turned crimson. It was rare for a woman to be quiet and not irritable, and it was rare for a woman not to show her little claws. She blinked her big eyes, and her eyes were filled with mist, which made people feel soft inexplicably.
"Brother, have everything been taken care of?"
The girl asked with a weak voice and a blushing face.
The girl is very beautiful, and every part of her body exudes youthfulness.
It was very quiet in the car. This ambiguous posture made Long Qingtian feel something hard, hot and uncomfortable.
In more than twenty years, no woman has been able to seduce him easily.
He was unfamiliar with the changes in his body and the soft feeling in his mind that seemed to be dripping.
It must be that the effects of the love drug haven't worn off yet.
So comforting himself, Long Qingtian looked at the girl's bright eyes.
"Um."
The cold voice was hoarse.
Mo Jiu smiled coquettishly and pointed at his big hand that was still pressing on her head: "Then, brother, can you let go?"
Letting go of his hand, the girl left her own bad place, and Long Qingtian suddenly felt a little empty in his heart.
The girl's face was ruddy, with a bit of shyness. Her eyes were evasive, as if she didn't dare to look at herself. This made Long Qingtian a little depressed, but he found that a piece of skin on the girl's face was abnormally red, and there were also marks from the scratches.
Son.
"What's going on?" Long Qingtian's cold eyes showed a hint of anxiety. Was he just injured?
But who would have thought that as soon as these words came out, the girl's face turned red like a monkey's ass.
Mo Jiu's eyes began to look around, but she didn't dare to look at the man at all. She smiled and touched the mark on her face, "Ahem, it's okay."
Can she tell me, it’s that part of a man’s body?
Now that he is so awkward, Mo Jiu doesn't want to be so awkward all the way to Mo's house.
When Long Qingtian asked this, he immediately lowered his head and understood when he saw his little brother who was erect somewhere.
There was no expression on his cold face, and his deep eyes made it impossible to see any emotion, but no one noticed that the roots of Long Qingtian's ears were very red.
…
Along the way, Long Qingtian remained silent and did not speak another word.
No matter how thick-skinned Mo Jiu was, he still felt embarrassed, let alone him?
But... secretly looking at the man's awkward and cold expression, Mo Jiu was still secretly happy in his heart.
Mo family.
The tall three-story villa covers an area of nearly a thousand square meters. Different from the simple courtyard house of the Long family, this villa has a rather modern architectural feel.
The luxurious decoration and the wide road in front of the villa all show the Mo family's heritage and financial resources.
Land in Kyoto is very expensive. To have such a house in the center of Kyoto can almost be said to be a wealthy family.
Having lived here for eight years, she is both familiar and unfamiliar with every plant and tree here.
When Long Qingtian's car drove in, there was no obstruction, which was enough to show that he was a frequent visitor here.
The car parked directly in front of the villa, and someone immediately came out to greet it.
