Heart-stealing Love: The Wanted Runaway Wife

The guard at the gate of the hotel received Mo Jing's invitation. Their eyes looked back and forth at Mo Jing, a woman, and their eyes were full of doubts.

All those who came to the captain's wedding were decent people, and it was obvious that this woman attracted their attention.

But Miss Liang Yu stood beside him, and he didn't dare to say anything. After all, it was obvious that this man was Miss Liang Yu's friend.

They opened their mouths and let Mo Jing go in.

When Mo Jingyi came to the wedding scene, she successfully attracted everyone's attention. People projected curious eyes on this woman, full of surprise.

I don't understand how such a embarrassed woman can appear.

At this time, Mo Jing felt that her success had attracted everyone's attention. She lowered her head and looked at everything on her. Through the crystal pillar beside her, she could reflect her own appearance. She could see her present appearance clearly.

Her little face was pale without a trace of blood, and her eyes were full of panic.

Because his hair was not combed and washed, it was close to her face. What was more terrible was that he was wearing a white shirt, which was close to her skin.

Although she cut out all her perfect figure, she was embarrassed to show the color of her underwear.

It was even more embarrassing on her feet. She didn't care too much on the way of running because she was wearing a pair of slippers. She didn't know when a pair of slippers had disappeared. Her little feet looked like she had just come out of the coal mine.

This look was unbearable. Mo Jing covered her face and looked at Liang Yu.

Liang Yu sighed helplessly and took Mo Jing to the bathroom.

Mo Jing came to the bathroom and saw her image through the mirror. It was very sad.

"What should I do?" Her eyes were full of begging.

Liang Yu didn't know when he had taken out a cowhide bag from behind him. His face was all helpless. He put the cowhide bag on the washstand.

The cowhide bag collided with the washstand and made a crisp sound.

She sighed deeply, "we have no other way. This is the dress I borrowed from a female guest just now. It's just that it's not so good-looking, but it's much better than the white shirt on you. Wash and change it quickly."

Liang Yu said this and withdrew from the door. Her voice came out of the door.

I'll tell you again. You have only eight minutes left before the wedding ceremony. You should hurry up. "

Mo Jing heard this sentence and hurried to get busy. She just washed her face gently with clean water.

Maybe it was because she had just cried. The water pumped her face and hurt her skin.

She didn't care so much. She quickly took off her white shirt and took out the dress in the cowhide bag.

When she was about to change her clothes, the door behind her suddenly rang. Mo Jing was smart and covered her body with her clothes.

She looked back in panic. Her eyes were full of panic. What came into her eyes was an enlarged handsome face.

That face was like a God, with a hard chin, a pointed nose and eyes like stars. All the eyes were cold and looked at yourself up and down without any temperature.

Mo Jing's small face turned red immediately. Her eyes suddenly became flustered, and her tongue seemed to tie a beautiful bow, which was unclear.

Her eyes glanced away, afraid to look directly into the man's eyes.

The man's eyes seemed to be a sharp knife, shooting straight in the direction of her.

"Did I tell you that if I saw you again, you would die miserably," said the man's mouth, which was a bit colder than the ice in the South Pole.

When Mo Jing heard this sentence, her flustered heart seemed to become cold at that moment.

She didn't look worried. She put on her clothes in front of the man. The man glanced at the woman again, and there was a little more curiosity in her eyes.

"I don't remember you saying that. You just said you wouldn't let me appear near the villa. You didn't say you wouldn't let me appear in this hotel."

Mo Jing said this, then she faced the mirror and combed her messy hair in front of the mirror.

The man stepped forward. His eyes were full of haze. He stretched out his hand and held Mo Jing's neck in his palm.

Mo Jing suddenly lost her source of breathing. Her little face flushed and became red.

His eyes stared at the man in front of him, but he didn't give in at all.

"Do you know? You are simply challenging my patience now, "when this man said this sentence, the cold air sprayed from his tone hit a woman's face directly.

The woman's face was full of stubbornness. Her eyes looked at the man in front of her and collected all the anger on the man's face in her eyes.

When the man let go of his hand, Mo Jing fell to the ground like a leaf. Her body fell hard on the marble floor and made a heavy dull hum.

Her arm hit the marble dresser, her eyebrows were tightly wrinkled with pain, and tears flashed in her eyes.

But what remains unchanged is the stubbornness in her eyes.

Xiao ran continued to approach forward. His breath came with a cold breath, and Mo Jing's body trembled a few times.

She stepped back hard, looking at a man's fierce eyes, not sure if this man would kill himself?

She thought of this and swallowed her saliva deeply. She could not help shivering in her heart. Her heart beat like it would jump out of her throat in the next second.

The corners of her mouth tried to draw a bitter smile.

"I, I think you may have misunderstood." Her eyes floated everywhere, as if looking for a savior.