Sweetheart,Don't run away

Mo Yanke suddenly rushed up and put his foot on the man.

Because the man also turned his back, what he didn't expect was that everything was arranged properly and Mo Yanke found him so soon. So did not pay more attention, a kick was kicked away, visible man just how much strength.

He hit the wall hard. All of a sudden, there was a dull hum.

Mo Yanke took advantage of the fact that he had not yet got up and resisted, he stepped forward again and hit him in the face and nose.

The corner of the man's mouth has begun to bleed, but Mo Yanke doesn't seem to have planned to stop his hand like this. As soon as his fist fell, his backhand hit his temple hard.

That person probably didn't know that Mo Yanke would be so ruthless. Even though he had the ability, he was beaten so hard just now because some of them couldn't react. His head was buzzing with pain and his eyes were shining with stars. He stepped back several times to stabilize his feet and stumbled against the wall behind him.

Mo Yanke's face shows fierce light. As long as he thinks of the scene just now, he has an impulse to abolish this man.

Then he rushed up and punched hard. His fist hit the man's stomach heavily. Then the man suddenly hissed and hurt for a while. Finally, he fainted straightly.

Then, the man kicked hard again, and then he felt more comfortable in his heart.

"What's the matter, ako? Are you ok? Are you hurt? Are you ok?" The speaker is Li Luo, and her face looks worried. Then he grabbed Mo Yanke's hand. Sure enough, the man's hand was red and swollen. After all, he just used so much energy.

Mo Yanke suddenly pushed, looking at the fence, looking at the more and more people gathered behind him, Mo Yanke immediately got up and blocked Aimeng's body with his body.

Her clothes were torn to pieces, revealing a large area of snow-white skin in front of her chest. Her shoulders and clavicles showed the marks of being held tightly just now and the blue purple. See the dream shrink in the corner, some lax eyes.

Mo Yanke's heart, suddenly was pricked, he felt his heart, are mercilessly pulling.

He said he wanted to protect her, but now it's just a blink of an eye. This kind of thing happened again. I knew earlier that I shouldn't have come to this place today.

"A dream." He squatted anxiously in front of her.

Then when AI Meng saw Mo Yanke, he was suddenly relieved with a tight look. He leaned against the wall and fell down.

"Wife, I'm sorry, I'm here. It's all my fault." Mo Yanke's eyes flashed a trace of heartache, especially when he saw that she was still holding the glass fragment tightly, and the white neck was bleeding outside again, he felt even more heartache. He was reluctant to hurt this woman in the palm of his hand and scold her.

But now for such a thing, she made such a resistance.

"Wife, darling, give me the glass, don't take it, you are bleeding." But Aimeng's eyes seemed to be a little lax. He didn't even look at him. The light of his eyes didn't know where to look. The whole person seemed to be out of the body. It's like a porcelain doll. It can be broken when you pinch it.

"Wife, darling, give me the glass. Don't take it. You have been injured." He squatted down and saw that her pupils were out of focus. He was distressed and angry.

Who on earth dares to do such a thing.

Aimeng just looked at it in such a dull way, and then suddenly trembled all over, as if he remembered something. When he saw Mo Yanke, he suddenly murmured, "ah Ke."

Hearing her call his name, Mo Yanke suddenly snatched the glass fragment, then left it far away, immediately took off his suit coat, wrapped his messy body, his eyes suddenly deepened.

"Wife, it's OK. I'm here. I'm sorry. I'm late. I'm sorry. It's my fault. It's all right, darling. It's all right. " Mo Yanke's tone is gentle. He slowly leans Aimeng's body against his body, and then gently pats her back, as if to pacify a baby. "It's all right, wife. It's all right."

I don't know if Mo Yanke's voice is too gentle, or the glass fragment taken away by Mo Yanke just now makes her consciousness recover. All of a sudden, what happened just now came back to my eyes.

No matter how she tries to be brave, she is still a woman after all.

No matter how smart she is, no matter how fierce she is, she is still a little girl in her early twenties. She has entered the married life too early, and it seems that she has not brought enough sense of security, as if her life is still in dire straits. Then for a moment, she was really afraid that she was sullied by the man who was like a psycho. If it was like that, she didn't know whether she could really live a good life. She didn't know how to face Mo Yanke.

She was afraid that she could not escape, or that if no one came to save her, she would die of bleeding too much."Ah Ke, ah Ke," she cried low, her consciousness slowly recovered. Looking at the man in front of her, she could not help but burst into tears, but she bit her teeth and tried not to cry. She knew she was saved, and his man finally came to save her.

She finally saw the hope, and then her eyes touched the man lying on one side, with blood all over his head. It seemed that she was relieved.

Because she hurt her throat, she can't speak any more now. Her voice is crying, but her tears don't flow out. She looks so pitiful.

"Husband." That husband, as if the way to do her heart how much fear and helplessness.

"Don't be afraid, I'm coming." Mo Yanke holds her tightly.

"Oh, Aker, isn't that Aimeng? How can she be here? Is she injured? Should we send her to the hospital first?" Mo Yan kedang didn't hear it. He just looked back fiercely, and then his eyes returned to the woman in his arms.

"Wife, don't worry. I'll take you to deal with the wound right away. It doesn't matter. Don't be afraid."

Aimeng leaned on the man's arms, just nodded silently. Now, after recovering consciousness, she felt the pain in her neck.