Mo Shangyun, who really couldn't bear the pressure, had no choice but to change the topic.
If she continues to chat, she will be able to kneel down to Yan Tianxing.
This man was injured, so he could talk freely.
Unexpectedly, when she opened her mouth to ask, Yan Tianxing frowned and said rather dissatisfied: "Tsk, now you know how to ask about my injuries."
""
Mo Shangjun lowered his head in confusion.
After a pause, Yan Tianxing said again: "The fact that I was abducted by a little girl is more important than the fact that I was injured?"
""
Mo Shangjun's hanging hands clenched into fists, urging himself to stay calm and not to act out of anger.
However, Yan Tianxing continued in a sad and accusatory tone: "What you are worried about first is that I have lost my memory."
""
Damn it, I can't bear it anymore!
Raising his hand to grab Yan Tianxing's wrinkled collar again, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and his attitude inevitably became tougher, "Yan Tianxing, let's be reasonable. Are you still being unreasonable?"
Seeing her angry little look, Yan Tianxing was not angry with her, but looked like "it's true".
Being stared at by his knowing eyes, Mo Shangjun's arrogance was immediately weakened.
Impulse is the devil, let me go!
He grabbed my pigtails again
Grabbing Mo Shangjun's hand that was holding his collar, Yan Tianxing looked at her calmly and asked as if he didn't understand: "Who said you were good to me just now?"
""
Mo Shangyun's fingers suddenly became weak and he loosened his collar.
However, her hand was held tightly by Yan Tianxing, and when he lowered his head, his eyes were full of a faint smile, not strong nor strong, but no matter how strong the wind was, it could not be blown away.
Yan Tianxing's voice was soft, "Kiss me again and I will forgive you."
Her heart skipped a beat, and Mo Shangjun suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Her eyes were bright and dark, as if they had been washed by the autumn rain and were spotless.
She gritted her teeth and asked, "Is it over yet?"
"It's not over," Yan Tianxing lowered his head, "I'm not close enough."
He covered her lips, not as fierce, ruthless, and predatory as hers, but full of tenderness that turned into gentleness. The soft and gentle kiss was like a warm spring breeze or a continuous drizzle, but this feeling was different.
Yaya, who had been plundering like a storm before, unknowingly surrendered to him and had no ability to resist.
A numb feeling spread from the lips to the limbs, as if all the stubbornness in the body had been drained away by him, leaving only softness.
Mo Shangjun was kissed by him without any resistance.
After a long time, Yan Tianxing reluctantly let go of her.
The current body and situation are not suitable for going deep, otherwise it would be impossible to let her go easily.
Mo Shangjun took a breath of fresh air to relieve his oxygen-starved lungs.
A few seconds later, she stared at Yan Tianxing in disbelief, "Are you the injured patient, or am I the injured patient?"
Sensing that he was injured, Mo Shangyun never dared to touch him.
As a result, he firmly controlled the initiative.
Mo Shangyun touched his red and swollen lips and felt sincerely that he had suffered a loss.
"I."
Yan Tianxing said one word with satisfaction.
Mo Shangyun laughed angrily at him, and opened his mouth to sarcastically say: "It's amazing, do you still remember?"
Lazily raising his eyelids, Yan Tianxing put his hands on her shoulders and said in an uncle's tone: "Help me sit down."
""
After reciting in his mind, 'I chose the man who did this' three times, Mo Shangyun let out a long breath, and finally calmly helped the old man who needed a beating to a chair nearby and sat down.
As soon as he sat down, he heard Mo Shangyun say: "Take off your clothes."
"So urgent?"
Yan Tianxing raised his head and looked at her, smiling but not smiling, his eyes full of teasing.
"Fuck." Mo Shangjun understood and immediately complained angrily, "It will be dark by the time you finish telling me about your injuries."
Yan Tianxing said without changing his expression: "Mo Xiaoyun, are you so confident in finding reasons for yourself?"
""
The knuckles of Mo Shangjun's fingers cracked, with a murderous aura, and the air was full of chill and danger.
Yan Tianxing sat upright, looked at Mo Shangjun lazily, and said calmly: "Do it yourself."
""
After a three-second pause, Mo Shangyun repeatedly persuaded himself to calm down.
OK.
She, endure!
Yan Tianxing wore a coat outside and a shirt inside.
The coat was easy to take off, and Yan Tianxing didn't make it difficult for her. She raised whichever hand he was asked to lift without any hesitation.
But when he took off his T-shirt, Mo Shangyun stopped.
In addition to some herbs stained on the shirt, there were also blood stains.
It was not fresh blood, but it seeped from the wound and spread through the bandage to the shirt.
As soon as he unbuttoned two shirts, Mo Shangyun's fingers trembled slightly.
It wasn't very obvious, but both she and Yan Tianxing felt it.
Yan Tianxing grabbed her hand and said, "Stop looking."
"Yan Tianxing, do you have to show me your endurance?" Mo Shangyun clenched his fists tightly, not knowing whether to feel distressed or angry, "Why don't you practice a set of military boxing for me?
"
Yan Tianxing just smiled, with a faint smile on his brows, and asked: "Do you want to see it?"
"think."
Mo Shangjun squeezed out one word through his teeth.
Yan Tianxing cooperated: "Then what you just did is not enough."
"roll."
Mo Shangjun was angry and annoyed.
Yan Tianxing squeezed her hand, his brows were a bit unruly, and he smiled, "You, Master Yan, have practiced before, so this is nothing."
Seeing his calm smile and listening to his nonchalant tone, Mo Shangjun felt that his internal organs were aching.
It seemed as if there was an invisible force restraining my heart, making me unable to breathe for a long time.
For no reason, I wanted to start with the experience I was describing.
"Um."
Surprisingly, Mo Shangyun did not criticize him, but nodded in agreement.
It was rare for her to be so obedient. Yan Tianxing asked more aggressively: "Are you distressed?"
"Um."
Mo Shangyun lowered his eyelids slightly, his voice was soft, but he gradually calmed down.
She broke away from Yan Tianxing's hand and unbuttoned Yan Tianxing's clothes again.
"I've changed my gender." Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Mo Shangjun rolled his eyes at him, "Yan Tianxing, are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
Yan Tianxing smiled and said: "Novelty."
Mo Shangyun was stunned for a moment.
She silently unbuttoned the last button, and after opening her clothes and seeing the blood stains on the bandages on his abdomen, chest, and shoulders, she bit her lip gently, and all the sharpness and anger had long since disappeared.
As soon as she raised her eyes, Mo Shangyun stared at Yan Tianxing. Her low voice sounded light, but she still had her determination, "Yan Tianxing, I am really good to you this time."
"I see," Yan Tianxing held her hand. The temperature in his palm made Mo Shangyun feel warm. His expression was gentle, "I lost my temper."