The soldier is a girl

Chapter 1790 909: Being Routine

"Let it be fate." Feng Yao meant not to force it.

"Okay, take it slow."

Mu Jin's words were straightforward enough, but Feng Yao didn't hold back, and immediately stood up and brushed his sleeves.

"As long as I ask you to treat my illness, you will definitely agree."

"I, Hibiscus, keep my word."

Hearing this sentence, Feng Yao smiled, "Okay." After saying a good word, he raised his foot and walked out, "You can find someone to take care of the matter of the man in white." Mo Ling with this identity He would never be tolerated, so he might as well use retreat as an advance to gain an identity that Mo Ling could not tolerate.

Feng Yao's figure disappeared into the night at the end of the sentence, extremely neat.

Feng Yao's sharpness made Mu Jin feel a little weird, she frowned subconsciously, thought carefully about what she just said, and didn't think there was anything wrong, so she felt relieved.

Feng Yao walked forward, and Mo Ling fell into Mu Jin's yard behind her. Seeing that she was still staring at the night in a daze, she took a few steps into the room and slammed the door behind her.

This hurdle directly cut off Mu Jin's line of sight.

Mu Jin turned around and looked at the tall figure walking towards her, then chuckled lightly, "You are not childish."

Mo Ling stepped forward and directly hugged him into the air, "What's wrong with me being childish, you like childishness too."

"Yes, I like childishness too, jealous jar."

"I'm jealous, I don't want any man to approach you half a step."

Mu Jin glared at Mo Ling, but said nothing, too lazy to break up with him.

Walking to the side of the couch, Mo Ling put Mu Jin on the couch, and stretched out his hand to untie her skirt, Mu Jin pulled her chest with her hands and looked at Mo Ling vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

"Take off your clothes, you don't take off your clothes when you sleep!" Mo Ling said confidently, "Or do you want to do something?"

"You're the one who wants to do something." Mu Jin raised her foot and kicked Mo Ling.

But Mo Ling said that he was quick to grasp that small foot in the palm of his hand, and took off the socks for Mu Jin.

The moment Mo Ling took off her socks, Mu Jin rolled into the inner side of the bed.

Mo Ling raised her eyebrows, not caring at all.

He reached out and took the mask on the bottom and threw it to the pillow, then untied his belt, took off his coat and got on the couch, pulled on the quilt to cover himself up, and then turned his head to look at the person rolling in the couch.

"Come here, undress and go to bed."

Mu Jin looked vigilantly at Mo Ling's unmoved appearance.

Seeing this, Mo Ling sighed, "Ah Jin, am I so unworthy of your trust? If you don't sleep, I will sleep."

As he said that, he really closed his eyes.

After waiting for a long time, Mu Jin was relieved to see that Mo Ling really wasn't messing around and was already breathing heavily. She still had something to do tomorrow so she couldn't let him mess around.

After waiting for a while, seeing that she was really asleep, she got up and took off her coat, pulled away a corner of the quilt and got in. Just as she was lying down, one suddenly stretched out and wrapped it around her waist, scaring her. Mu Jin immediately called out, "Mo Ling..."

The side of the ear was resisted by the warm breath, "Ajin, do you want everyone to know that I sleep in your room?"

With warm breathing and low voice, Hibiscus only felt her body was crisp.

Taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and said, "Mo Ling, how dare you lie to me?"

"What did I lie to you?" Mo Ling looked innocent.

"You pretended to be asleep."

"Did I say I fell asleep?"

"You said you were just sleeping."

(End of this chapter)