CEO's Unexpected Twins

He looked at the blade in his hand and continued to comment without delay: "the strength is still not enough. This speed may not hurt the enemy, but will be caught by others. It's you who will be in trouble."

Just as he finished, he suddenly heard the voice of the people behind him.

Death put down the cup, turned his head, and saw that the moon's mouth was full of blood, still pouring out.

His face suddenly became serious. He quickly got up and rushed over: "what's the matter? Spit out the blade

Moon mouth with a few words, also can not hear what is said, but the general meaning should be to refuse.

Without saying a word, he pinched his cheek, then reached out and pulled out the blade and threw it aside.

The moment you open your mouth, you can clearly see the heavy marks on both sides of the moon's tongue.

If you hurt your tongue, it's very painful. It's twice as painful as other parts of your body, so you can imagine the pain.

Death's face was not good and said: "I didn't tell you to practice slowly? Be careful, don't you understand? Next time I just cut off your tongue, I'll just laugh and clap

He was also holding both sides of the cheek, the moon is like a restricted movement of small hamsters.

He pouted his mouth and said vaguely: "but Li Gang Chai Mei said that I'm a little Pro! "I'm sorry."

Words just finished, mixed with blood saliva a flow down, he quickly to suck back.

This kind of moon inexplicably has a kind of strange lovely, the God of death actually did not stretch, gently raised the lips.

"What are you talking about?"

The moon expended the eldest brother's strength, continued to Yiliu saliva, planned to explain to him again.

He tugged his cheek and directly pulled the person over. He said with a light look: "OK, don't talk nonsense. Now you can cure the wound in your mouth and then the wound in your head."

He made a random call, and within five minutes, a doctor like man came in anxiously with a medical box.

The man had been ready to win the battle, after seeing the moon to the wound, the whole person was stunned.

For injuries of this degree, the God of death would never have seen it before, as long as he didn't die.

What's more, he clearly remembered that this little guy was captured, and he had such good treatment. It's really extraordinary.

But he did not dare to perfunctory, carefully looked at the moon's wound, to the mouth inside some medicine.

"It's the most difficult to keep the medicine in your mouth. The most convenient way is to give it to this... Little gentleman every two hours. Within a week, the wound will be healed."

He didn't know how to call the moon, so he used the most conservative little gentleman.

Although we can't see the expression under the mask of death clearly, we can see from the attitude that he has been standing by, that he is more concerned about the child.

He nodded and said, "OK, I see. You can step back, but you may often be used during this period of time. Don't go too far away. Stand by at any time."

The doctor quickly stood up straight body, respectfully said: "as long as the Lord needs, I promise on call!"

"Let's go." He didn't have the slightest emotion fluctuation on his face. He said faintly.

The doctor didn't dare to delay and left at once.

The only side effect is that the saliva is still running.

The moon felt that she had just become a little fart child with a full moon, and she couldn't control her saliva.

At this time seems to feel very interesting, continue to carry their own cup sitting next to him, looking at him with interest, as if observing a toy.

"Why do you use a teacup, but it's filled with coke? What's your preference?" The moon raised her chin and spoke with some curiosity.

Shaking the cup in his hand, death said without expression: "I'm only 23 years old this year. Isn't it normal that I like to drink this kind of drink? Why should I put tea in the teacup like those old people? Is there a wife in the wife cake? "

"You were 23 years old." The moon grasped the point of the sentence and began to comment.

"I don't look 23?" He raised his eyebrows and said.

"Who knows, you have a mask on your head. I don't know what you look like. I have to believe that you are 53 years old." The moon is speechless.

From the moment they stayed in this room together, they had a good talk all the time, and there was nothing unpleasant about it.

Who knows that the moon's casual joke angered him somehow.

He heavily put the cup aside, suddenly put his hand around his neck, and said in a cold voice: "you want to test my bottom line, want to know what I look like under the mask?"

The moon was startled, dead grasp his arm, struggling in his arms: "I have no such idea!"

However, the God of death seemed not to hear him at all. He pinched him by the neck and lifted him up a little bit.

Being forced to lift up in this way, the pressure on the neck is very big, and the moon only feels that the whole person is going to suffocate.

His brow tightly wrinkled up, and then in his arms suddenly a struggle, anyway, is a kick, right in death's chest!

Death staggered back a step, at the same time the hand also released, the moon fell on the ground.

At the last second of the fall, the moon supported the ground with her hand, alleviating the cushion and not falling too badly.

After making sure that he was all right, he raised his eyelids and looked at the person in front of him. He almost opened his mouth sharply and said, "are you seriously ill? I've never thought about asking what's behind the mask, what's the matter with me? "

His tongue is still hurt, said so much, the pain of the lips are a little trembling, but speechless.

He always thought Ares was moody, but he didn't know what it was after he met death.

The corner of death's mouth is still tight: "what you just did, he just stepped into my minefield. There will be no second time, otherwise, I will kill you myself in the way I taught you. "

After that, he walked away and slammed the door.

The moon took a step forward and opened her mouth.

He didn't care that he was left alone in this room.

But the crux of the problem is, if he is not wrong, this should be death's own room. In order to get angry with him, does he not even go back to his own room?

Then in the afternoon, the moon never saw death again. Only the doctor came to him regularly and put the medicine on his tongue.

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