I Can Kiss You Forever

At this time, Li yanye found that there was a dog skin plaster on Mo Chen's left face.

Was Ouyang Xinglang really beaten? Unfortunately, Li yanye can't laugh now.

"Have you gone back to greet old Mo recently? Are you a good grandson?" Li yanye sat down beside Mo Chen, and then watched the boring animal world with him.

Suddenly, the ink dust was like a lion rising at first, rushing towards the fierce night, playing with his indiscriminate sneak attack.

Li yanye was injured and was ambushed by him. He couldn't even speak.

"Li yanye, you stinky boy, are you kidding me? What are you talking about? Ouyang Xinglang is gay. Do you know how serious I was punched? I'm going to be disfigured!"

Ink dust's indignant saliva almost gushed on Li yanye's face. He tightly pinched Li yanye's neck with both hands, almost using all his strength.

This kind of sneak attack means only ink dust is playing, because he knows he can't beat the fierce burning night, so he can only come to the Yin. If he had ended up in failure and had been repaired in turn, he would have counterattacked this time!

And Li yanye let him pinch his neck. Isn't this a rare thing in a thousand years?

In fact, the night was so fierce that the bones were soft because of the pain on the ribs, and he was pinched by ink dust. He couldn't open his mouth if he wanted to.

"Mo Chen, what are you doing?" When he opened the door of the box, Ouyang Xinglang, who saw this situation, threw himself forward, surrounded Mo Chen's waist, and then let him throw out in the air.

This time, Ouyang Xinglang did it a little harder. When the ink dust was dropped on the carpet, it was dizzy and dazzling.

The ink dust that was almost vomited fell and stumbled up from the ground, and then roared at Ouyang Xinglang.

"Ouyang Xinglang, you son of a bitch, son of a bitch! I want to make a break with you!"

After shouting, he slammed the door and went out.

Ouyang Xinglang severely hit two in three days, but everyone will be angry! His ink dust is no exception!

"Ah Yan, how are you?" Ouyang Xinglang doesn't have the life and death of ink dust. Isn't he able to walk, jump and cry? I can't see anything uncomfortable!

At most, it's just a little trauma to the heart, but it will heal automatically in two hours.

Ouyang Xinglang carefully entrusted the fierce burning night squeezed by the ink dust on the sofa. Seeing that he was sweating a thin layer, he was obviously enduring pain. Ouyang Xinglang immediately untied his clothes and began to check them.

"I'm fine... Go and get the boy back quickly! Don't let him run out!"

Li yanye's first thought was that Mo Chen could not be exposed to Hetun's sight alone.

If the ink dust is stabilized, it is equivalent to stabilizing Hetun and. Because he can't catch his eldest brother Li Tianhao, Xia Yunchu is relatively safe for the time being. There was also time for him to speed up the rescue of the woman who was so kind and stupid that he loved her.

"It's okay. This is his own territory. Nothing will happen!" Ouyang Xinglang really saw a rib fixed in Li yanye's open shirt. It seems that it is really broken.

"Are you still running around when you're hurt like this? Hurry back to the ancient place with me!" Ouyang Xinglang's words were tinged with anger.

"It's all right. I can't die with this injury!" Li yanye forcibly sat up and said eagerly, "go and bring back the guy of ink dust! If you don't go, I'll go myself!"

Seeing Li yanye's arrogance to sit up, Ouyang Xinglang quickly pressed him down and sighed, "I'll go. You can lie down and don't use it indiscriminately. I'll get him back!"

Outside the corridor, Mo Chen couldn't find anyone to vent, so he always punched and kicked the thugs standing outside. Of course, those thugs didn't dare to fight back, but they just avoided if they could, and those who couldn't escape were beaten.

"What braids does a big man wear?! it's out of the way! Cut it!" He yelled angrily as he fought.

When he is in a good mood, he will also boast: the boy is good and has an artistic style!

The sound of opening the door was heard, followed by Ouyang Xinglang's footsteps.

Mo Chen immediately became proud and charming, "stay away from me. I don't accept any apology from you!"

Mo Chen said that in his mouth. If you don't want to accept others' apology, how can you stay at the door? Don't run away for fear that others won't find you.

"Dust, it's my fault. My hand is heavy. But ah Yan is injured and his ribs are broken."

Ouyang Xinglang knew that Mo Chen was so proud and charming that he ate soft rather than hard. A few good words could coax him around.

"Hum, Li yanye is too fierce. I just pinched his neck and started pretending to be dead for me? Why did I break my ribs?"

"You didn't break it. You were hurt when you led Hetun's men away. Now the Li family has had such a big accident. He's exhausted enough. Let him. And you'd better find a doctor for him."

Although Mo Chen said that his character was uninhibited and arrogant, his heart was very kind. At first, master Mo was afraid that his good grandson was not old enough, so he asked Li yanye to give more advice and support secretly.