Stubborn Love of a Roguish Scion

"Take your hands away."

He seemed to have not heard her say that he missed him, and there is no extra clothes to change for her, otherwise he would have torn it.

"I miss you." She leaned over to kiss him on the cheek, but he turned his head away.

She really missed him, since she saw him, she kept her eyes on him, she was affectionate and gentle.

Mo Jiangye grabbed her hand and quickly unbuttoned all her clothes. Suddenly, more snow-white skin under the neck was now scarred.

Suddenly, there was a terrible killing in his eyes.

He pulled her clothes and took off directly behind her without giving Ye Erruo any reaction. Her naked upper body was exposed to him in this way.

Ye Erruo put his hands around his chest and whispered, "It will be all well in two days."

Mo Jiangye clenched his fists, his scarlet eyes swept across every bruise on her body.

Her skin is white and tender, so a slight injury will be obvious.

His hand reached her pants again.

Ye Erruo exclaimed: "Mo Jiangye, enough, I have no problem with my legs, no problem at all."

How could he listen to her, grabbed her pants and refused to resist her and took it off.

A pair of slender, snow-white thighs were then exposed, with a few bruises on them, but they were much better than her upper body.

Suddenly, he caught her hand again, also hurting.

In an instant he ran away, the blue veins on his fist and forehead twitched, and his fortitude was stained with bloodthirsty fierceness.

"Bo Jinyan!!!"

They cut all the incense in his Bo family and cut off all the incense in his Bo family. No one left, caught him, cut him off with one knife, cramped and boned, and fed the dog! ! !

Yerruo broke away from his hand and took the clothes over her body, and she felt ashamed when she saw him looking upset and painful.

"Mo is three years old, there are a lot of beasts in this woods, unavoidable." She stretched out her hand and hugged him in her arms and said softly.

She was already very satisfied to see him alive.

Mo Jiangye took a deep breath, and a frightening gloom flashed across his eyes.

"Well, by the way, how did we get here? Where is this?" Yerro continued trying to divert his attention.

He took the golden sore medicine in the bag next to him and applied a little bit of it to her, and a low, hoarse voice seemed to come from his chest: "Which injury on your body has been approved by me?"

He would feel distressed for a long time when she cut her finger, but now she was covered with scars, she just threw him into the magma and melted it.

Ye Erruo touched his hair, his face, and then found a scratch on the side of his face, faintly said: "Your injury here has passed my permission again?"

Mo Jiangye calmly gave her a good medicine and quickly helped her get dressed.

He put his coat on her, held her cheeks, rubbed her delicate skin with his rough finger pads, his eyes were like a huge whirlpool, deep and gleaming, holding her tightly.

"How did it hurt? Which leopard hurt?" He asked again unwillingly.

If Ye Er didn't want to sit on the puppet, he got up and squeezed into his arms: "I met a group of leopards, I wanted to eat it, I didn't eat it, it scratched me, I was blinded, and its eye is still on its head. It made a profit, so I didn’t suffer."

She pretended to be relaxed and briefly talked to him about the process, holding his chin and kissing him to ease the atmosphere: "Mo is three years old, if it weren't for the self-defense you taught me, I might be even worse now. You taught me. Those critical moments are very powerful."

"The male leopard or the female leopard surrounded you?"