Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

Jiang Zhanbei's "can" two words have not yet said, see Mo insisted on directly strong girl to horizontal hold up.

"You let me go!" Night Star angry struggle, "I don't want to go with you, let me down!"

Mo insisted on turning a deaf ear, holding her strength is deepened.

Jiang Zhanbei saw the resistance of the evening star, stretched out his arm to block Mo's way, "wait a minute."

The man's step stops slightly, and he stares at Jiang Zhanbei without expression.

"If she doesn't want to go with you, you have no right to force her."

"Oh." Mo insisted on the sarcasm on his face, "do you need me to emphasize it with you again? Ning Wanxing is mine. You're not in charge of her

With that, Mo insists on breaking through Jiang Zhanbei and leaving with a big stride.

"Asshole, I told you to let me go. Are you deaf? Can't you hear me? "

No matter how the evening star scolds him or beats him, Mo insists that all of them are kept according to the list, and there is no need to loosen her meaning.

The bodyguard has brought the car over.

Put the girl in the back row, Mo insisted on sitting in, immediately grabbed her hand, holding a wet tissue to wipe her blood.

"Don't touch me!" Night star's eyes are scarlet, push him away.

"Don't move." Mo insisted on stabilizing her body.

"You go to that woman, who wants you to come to me? I feel sick when I see you now, you scum! Get out of here! "

When she was completely quiet, Mo insisted on rubbing her cheek with his thumb, with a low voice, "you can beat me and scold me, but can you not punish me by hurting yourself?"

He drooped his eyes and pulled up the hand of the late star. Originally, the back of his hand was blue because of an accident a few days ago. Just now, because she pulled out the needle without permission, so much blood flowed. Needless to say, there was another bruise on the back of his hand.

Whether it's the dried blood or the bruises, it hurts Mo Zhiyan's eyes deeply.

He continued to wipe the blood off the back of her hand.

Evening star finally found her own consciousness. She took back her hand and said indifferently, "from today on, I don't need you to manage my affairs. I'm clear with you!"

The driver sent the evening star to the hospital, but the girl insisted on going back to her home.

Mo insisted that he could only follow her.

The car has been driven to the downstairs of the apartment, evening star opened the door and went out, head also not back toward his home.

Unexpectedly, Mo insisted on following up and sent her to the door all the way.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Evening star looked at him angrily, "I said, I've cleared up with you!"

"It's just your one-sided decision." Mo insisted on her eyes burning, "better late star, I didn't agree."

The evening star coldly took back her sight and slammed the door.

Mo insisted that he didn't pester her any more. He didn't know how long he had been standing at the door of the evening star's room before he turned and left.