The soldier is a girl

Chapter 1237 355 How can Ajin want me?

It is almost all black, and it is not bad to see one or two white decorations. Besides, there are no other colors, and it is really full of black abstinence.

Before Mu Jin could say anything, she was carried by Mo Ling and placed on the bed that was full of his smell, and the man just pressed her up.

"Ah Jin, I really really want to bully you..."

Compared with the meaning of bullying itself, Mu Jin felt that it was Mo Ling's way of seeking comfort.

Mu Jin didn't speak but reached out and hooked Mo Ling's neck.

Mu Jin's movements made Mo Ling smile at her, then bowed his head and kissed her lips with incomparable love, and then lay down along Mu Jin's side.

"Ah Jin, I really want to marry you back as soon as possible, so that I can hold you to sleep every day, and then I can see you at the first sight when I wake up every morning."

As long as the two of them are together, even if they just watch quietly like this, Mo Ling feels that the years are peaceful and happy, and his heart is full of satisfaction.

Mu Jin turned sideways to look at Mo Ling, reached out to take off his mask, and then used her fingertips to trace his perfect face without any blemish little by little.

"Want to marry me?" There was endless tenderness at the fingertips, but the words were frivolous, especially when paired with her raised lips and eyebrows, it was truly infinitely charming.

"I don't want to marry a non-qing." Mo Ling said as he reached out and pulled off Hibiscus' hairband, letting the three thousand strands of ink-like hair spread out on his black brocade quilt, making that endlessly charming face even more beautiful. A little coquettish.

"Heh..." Hearing this, Mu Jin's smile became a little more coquettish.

Seeing that Mu Jin suddenly stood up and sat up, she put one hand on Mo Ling's ear and the other on Mo Ling's chin, lowered her waist, and the loose strands of hair fell on Mo Ling's side and face. On the first day, when the eyes of the two were a foot apart, Mu Jin said leisurely: "You want to marry me, have you proposed?"

"What does Ah Jin want from me?" Mo Ling stretched out his hand to grab Hibiscus's hair scattered on his body and wrapped it around his fingertips to play.

"Will you marry me or will I marry?" Mu Jin lowered the distance between the two of them again, and when the two lips were almost touching together, Mu Jin stuck out her tongue and licked Mo Ling's thin lips lightly, " I will never marry unless I am satisfied."

After saying that, Mu Jin let out a big smile, like a kitten who stole the fish.

Looking at Mu Jin's satisfied little face, this time Mo Ling didn't bully anyone anymore, but seemed to promise: "Okay, I will definitely satisfy you."

The corners of his lips curled up as he spoke.

Hearing this answer, Mu Jin nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, he no longer maintained this tiring posture, but leaned back on Mo Ling's arm and lay on the bed looking at the black ceiling.

"How old were you when you lived here?" A person's preferences determine his character. The blackness of the room makes Mu Jin feel a little depressing. If an adult is like this, how much a child should live in such an environment repressed.

"After the age of seven." He seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, "I was almost taken away when I was three years old. Since then, my mother has always taken me by my side, but after the age of seven, men and women have different seats. My mother is unwilling and must allocate a separate courtyard for me."

"Have the decorations remained like this since then?"

(End of this chapter)