Heart-stealing Love: The Wanted Runaway Wife

Xiao ran crossed his hands and polished his palms, quietly looking at the door in front of him.

Sure enough, less than ten minutes later, the door was knocked, and a faint smile came from the corners of his mouth.

"Please come in." His voice was incomparably cold, and his face was cold.

Mo Jing opened the door. She slowly approached the office and thought she had projected a very enchanting smile on Xiao ran.

Her face is painted with exquisite makeup, which makes her pretty face more beautiful.

Xiao ran took back his gaze, and Mo Jing projected his gaze into a pile of documents on the table,

”I have transferred you to work in this army. Do you have anything else to do? " Xiao ran lowered his voice, and his voice seemed incomparably hoarse.

He picked up the document and looked at it carefully, as if ignoring Mo Jing, a woman who tried to show off in front of him.

Looking at Xiao ran, if he didn't smell his dress, he flashed angry flowers in his eyes and breathed deeply, which suppressed the anger deeply.

Mo Jing stepped on her high heels, which rubbed against the marble floor, made a clear sound and came to the bleak desk.

Xiao Ran's nose was haunting the pungent perfume from Mo Jing, and he frowned.

He had seen this woman's taste before, though it was only a faint fragrance, but it was too much of this pungent perfume.

But Mo Jing obviously didn't realize Xiao Ran's dislike. She stuck her body closer. Her hands supported the desk and tried to hang down. All her full breasts were revealed.

Beside Xiao Ran's eyes, Xiao ran lifted his eyes and took a faint look. There was no wave in his eyes, so he took back his eyes and continued to check the documents in front of him.

Seeing this, Mo Jing put her palm on the table and tightened it fiercely. Her eyes were full of anger.

What does this movement of Xiao ran mean? Don't you have any interest in yourself?

Her face reluctantly evokes an awkward smile to keep herself from losing etiquette.

"Really, thank you for fulfilling my dream."

Mo Jing clenched her teeth. Her voice sounded very loud.

Xiao ran couldn't help a faint smile from the corners of his mouth. The next second, his heart couldn't help but put away a sense of disgust.

He tried to suppress it, but the business management seemed to be forced by a steel wire, and there was no way to suppress it.

As soon as Xiao ran lifted her hand, she threw Mo Jing down from the table. Mo Jing didn't realize this action. Her high heels went down and fell on the floor.

The ankle swelled up high. Mo Jing covered her ankle. Tears twinkled in her tears. Her face was full of grievances. She looked at the bleak in front of her eyes.

I don't know what kind of madness he smoked. All his eyes were full of displeasure and anger.

Xiao ran obviously felt very guilty for his ungrateful action. The next second, he solidified his blood and looked at Mo Jing in disbelief.

Mo Jing was lying on the cold floor, her body was slightly sideways, and her neck was low, which showed almost everything in it.

There was a coin sized muzzle on her chest.

Xiao ran immediately tightened his eyes. He had no heart at all. He had no time to worry about Mo Jing's tears. He went straight forward and squatted down in front of Mo Jing.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Mo Jing's collar aside.

Mo Jing didn't realize Xiao Ran's action. A red cloud rose in her face, as if congested.

Blushing is like a ripe apple, sweet and attractive.

Xiao ran didn't realize Mo Qing's embarrassment. He continued to frown and stare down at the scar, as if trying to think about something,

Xiao ran doesn't know why. For so many days, he has been repeating that dream, in which a woman blocked the muzzle of the gun for him.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the woman's face clearly.

The woman is very vague. But judging from his figure, Xiao ran was quite sure that the man was definitely not a willow leaf.

But who is it?

Xiao ran couldn't think clearly,

Mo Jing looked at Xiao Ran's eyes and looked at his chest without blinking, but there was no emotion in his eyes. She couldn't help getting angry and pulled Xiao Ran's palm off his chest.

His eyes were full of anger, "haven't you cancelled your engagement with me? Why make such an ambiguous move? "

Mo Jing stared with big eyes. Her eyes were full of anger. She couldn't stand it.

Xiao ran looked at himself with this dull and godless look, as if he were appreciating a lifeless art.

Just now, it was still warm. An excited heart was stabbed into it by a cold and sharp iron hook. The flesh and blood was grinding, and she suffocated in pain.

Xiao ran stood up and looked at Mo Jing, who was still squatting on the floor.

He slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at her, "how did you get the gunshot wound on your chest?" As soon as Xiao Ran's thin lips opened and closed, he asked his doubts in his heart.

His voice was hoarse, and his eyes stared at Mo Jing tightly. His eyes were as clear as glass, as if expecting him to answer something.

Mo Jing looked down. Sure enough, because the collar was too low, the ugly gunshot wound on her chest had been revealed.

It turned out that Xiao ran was just looking at the wound, not attracted by himself.

Mo Jing lowered her head angrily, and her hair covered her shy face just now. Because of her shyness, her face is ruddy and has not completely fallen down.

"The dog bit." She said this sentence angrily, gritting her teeth, holding the wall next to her, and slowly stood up.

The pain from her ankle made her clench her teeth, and tears flashed in her eyes.

Xiao ran turned his back, "absolutely impossible."

His voice was very cold, and his face was cold, "that wound is obviously a gunshot wound."

Mo Jing looked at the bleak figure angrily. The tall figure had no emotion. She pouted her mouth unhappily.

Of course it's a gunshot wound, but you don't remember the gunshot wound. What's the point of telling you?

Mo Jing lowered her head and was as angry as a child.