Heart-stealing Love: The Wanted Runaway Wife

Mo Jing widened her eyes and looked at a man in front of her.

It has to be said that the man in front of her is like a God. Every trace of him seems to have been carefully carved by God. Her hard chin, high nose and starlike eyes make her yearn for every trace.

Mo Jing lowered her eyes and dared not look at the man's eyes. His eyes were full of cold.

Every second she looks at her, her heart becomes cold for a minute.

"What are you doing here? I've seen you outside my villa twice. " The man's hand hung on his side, frosting his clothes, and his eyes were full of cold.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth. He just thought Mo Jing was a woman who wanted to pursue herself.

His eyes were full of disgust. I don't know why. When he saw such a woman, he couldn't help revealing his disgust in his heart. There is no gentlemanly demeanor.

Mo Jing naturally looked at her disgust in her eyes. A bitter smile came up at the corner of her mouth. His eyes looked away, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Nothing. I just stopped by." Her voice stammered, and her tongue seemed to be tied with a bow. I can't say it clearly.

Her voice was as light as a mosquito, but it was clearly transmitted to Xiao Ran's ears.

Xiao Ran's mouth aroused a mocking smile, "if I'm not mistaken, people like you should not be able to live in this villa. Do you bother to come to this villa just to relax?"

Xiao ran raised his eyebrows and looked up and down at the woman in front of him.

The woman was dressed in Satin Pajamas, which outlined her perfect figure.

Her body was covered with a plaid coat. The coat was western style. The black coat made her little face more pale. Her little face was pale without a trace of blood, and the corners of her mouth were like her face.

The sarcastic tone of the man deeply stabbed Mo Jing. Mo Jing's eyes flashed past. She quickly turned her body and walked forward.

"Sorry, I may have disturbed you. I'll never come here again." Mo Jing's voice trembled slightly.

She tried to restrain the pain of her heart and lungs, but unexpectedly, the next second, he crashed into a hard chest.

The slender and unusually hard, but a touch of familiar breath came from the chest. Mo Jing was fumigated by the breath and the whole person was floating.

The smell was too familiar. She used to stay with Xiao ran. He couldn't get used to the smell. There was a clear smell of grass on a man.

It shouldn't have been the smell of soldiers mixed with sweat all year round, but the smell of this man is so unique.

She took a deep breath, her face was full of nostalgia, but the next second there was an unusually harsh laughter from her ear.

"I also said that you came here without any purpose. You are so close to me and behave like such a flower maniac. Your skill as a woman is not very good."

That sarcastic voice sounded beside Mo Jing's ear. His warm breathing hit Mo Jing's neck, making Mo Jing's body tremble slightly.

When Mo Jing heard this, she stepped back a few steps. Unexpectedly, her foot stirred the grass and fell to the ground.

She groaned, tears could no longer be restrained, her eyes were slightly red, and the water mist was hazy in front of her.

She lowered her head and let her hair cover her embarrassed appearance. She didn't want this man to find that he was crying.

"Don't pretend to be pathetic in front of me. I'm used to your move. I advise you to leave this villa quickly. I don't care what your purpose is. If you appear in this villa again, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Xiao ran looked down at the embarrassed woman squatting on the grass, and her eyes were full of ridicule

He rubbed hard at the place where he had just been hit by the woman's head, and his eyes were full of disgust.

He walked past this woman mercilessly and swept away with a cold wind.

His cool voice came from behind Mo Jing, "really, this dress will be lost again."

That word seemed to stab Mo Jing's image, and Mo Jing's heart was bleeding.

Mo Jing clenched her heart. The corners of her mouth barely aroused a smile.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. He just lost his memory now. When he recovers his memory, he will never treat you like this, nor will he look at you with such ironic eyes, and the disgust in his eyes will disappear without a trace."

Mo Jing comforted herself, but her voice became lighter and lighter. Finally, he couldn't restrain his grief. He buried his head in his knees and cried bitterly.

Xiao ran came to the second floor. His eyes looked through the curtains at the woman in pain in the grass. He didn't know why. His heart was in pain.

At the same time of that communication, it was his uncontrollable sense of disgust. This woman's bitter meat trick was really clumsy.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, a fragrance swam from behind her. A pair of soft boneless hands were added to his waist. A warm and soft body was close to him and passed through his Satin Pajamas.

A faint smile came from the corners of his mouth.

"What are you looking at?" The gentle voice of willow leaves came from behind.

Xiao ran turned around and hugged his warm and soft body in his arms, "nothing."

He drew the curtain with his hand, and their weak bodies were reflected on the curtain again.

Mo Jing raised her head and looked at the lingering bodies of the two people. A mocking smile came up at the corners of her mouth, filled with despair.

Hung his head and walked in the direction of his apartment without any vitality.

The cool moonlight sprinkled on her.