The soldier is a girl

Chapter 640 445 You Are The Unique Landscape In My Eyes

Mu Jin raised her eyebrows, "Do you think this dark place has a landscape?"

It was exactly the same as what she had said to him when the East Camp was attacked the night before the war.

The exact same words made Mo Ling's heart tremble again and again, but he didn't dare to say anything to stimulate Mu Jin, he didn't dare to ask, he was afraid that if he asked, even the harmony in front of him would be broken, this was what he fought for so hard He was reluctant to come here.

Although his Ajin didn't say anything before he fell, he was indeed willing to forgive him for being with him, so if he really remembered it, it would be impossible not to say anything, so this is just a coincidence, after all, Ajin has always been Ajin. Hibiscus, it is not surprising that similar scenes say similar words.

But even if he guessed it, Mo Ling's heart still couldn't help shaking. A Jin who has no memory is even more difficult to guess than A Jin who has memory. He is very afraid that she will disappear if he doesn't pay attention. He is really afraid, she He knows his temperament too well, and no one can tell what he has decided.

"Yes." Mo Ling replied forcefully this time, "Where there is Ajin, Ajin is the scenery in my eyes, a unique scenery."

Mu Jin suppressed the smile on her face and pretended to be serious: "Mo Ziheng, did you come back with honey on your mouth?"

Affectionate and aggrieved, "Didn't A Jin taste it just now?" As he spoke, his eyes lit up, "Maybe A Jin wants to try it again?" As he spoke, he leaned forward.

Mu Jin stretched out her hand to press Mo Ling's face and pushed it away, "Don't interfere with my eating, you want to starve me to death!"

"Eat me to be full, would you like to try it?"

"Mo Ziheng." Mu Jin roared with a little anger, but she was coquettish no matter what she heard.

"Then I'll eat you."

It has to be said that Mo Ling's current rascal is so good at playing tricks, it's almost as easy as hand.

"Mo Ziheng, do you dare to be more rascal." Mu Jin picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it directly into Mo Ling's mouth.

"My lady wants to be a rascal for her husband. If you tell me, you will be satisfied with your husband." Mo Ling swallowed the pastry stuffed by Hibiscus in one gulp, and took a piece from Hibiscus's mouth for her to bite, while continuing to tease her .

There is nothing better than molesting one's own wife or something.

"You can't stop your mouth even if you eat it." While biting the pastry that Mo Ling was holding, Mu Jin took another piece and stuffed it.

For a while, the entire cell was filled with pink bubbles.

This night was probably the sweetest and most comfortable night the two of them have had since they first met...

Don't say that apart from a broken table and stool in this cell, no one can sleep in this damn place with a bed.

So that night, Mu Jin sat in a wheelchair, and Mo Ling sat on a broken stool, and the two of them sat and hugged each other until dawn.

When the morning light came in through the small window above the cell, there was a sound of trampling footsteps from far to near in the quiet cell.

The people who were leaning together slowly opened their eyes. Mu Jin didn't fully open his eyes, but he pulled the ghost mask beside the chair and put it on Mo Ling, and said in a daze, "Ah Heng , From now on, hide this face and let no one see it."

Mo Ling's eyes were much clearer than Mu Jin's. Seeing Mu Jin squinting his eyes and sleepwalking, he said in a waxy voice while groping for him to put on a mask, Mo Ling felt his heart simmering, "Okay."

A good word just blurted out, and then he saw that the corner of Mu Jin's mouth curled up in pleasure, but her eyes were still half-closed.

(End of this chapter)