The handsome husband is so teasing

If it was my own, it would have meant that it was not Moyi, but my own.

Yu se continued to sew the needle on her hand, but the cold sweat on her forehead became thicker.

She leaned slightly and wiped it with the sleeve of her arm to avoid sweat dripping on the wound that Mo Jingyao was stitching.

Then, suddenly, I found that the shadow falling on Mo Jingyao moved

Then, just as the figure moved, the metaphor color also moved.

He waved back at the man's raised arm.

If she was right, the man had a gun in his hand.

The shape of the gun was clearly reflected on Mo Jingyao.

With a dull sound, the man facing him looked at Yu color with fear. At the same time, the gun in his hand fell to the ground, and then the whole man fell directly to the ground.

This sudden change made Yu color a little confused.

She was sure that the block she stretched out her hand was to block the man's arm holding the gun and prevent him from shooting at herself and Mo Jingyao. It was absolutely impossible to knock down his gun and even people at the same time.

She knows how much she weighs.

She doesn't have that ability.

"Mo Shao..." Yu se was surprised when she looked down at the man lying on the ground, and Mo came running on the steps.

Yu se slowly recovered. She patted her chest, "it's you. Hold the exit. I'll be fine in a few minutes." before she could say anything else, Yu se turned and continued to sew up Mo Jingyao's wound.

It was almost sewn up.

Fortunately, it's a little cold in the basement. Otherwise, if it's a hot day, even people with wounds will be exposed here, and Mo Jingyao's people will be finished directly.

After all, this is not a sterile operating room.

If it wasn't forced, Yu se couldn't start the second suture operation directly in this basement.

"Yes." Mo answered neatly, standing tall and straight one meter away, guarding Yu Se and Mo Jingyao.

Continue stitching.

A shadow hit Mo Jingyao again, but this time, Yu se was not worried at all.

This is Moji.

Mo Yi quietly guarded, while Mo Er quietly dragged away the man who had fallen before.

Yu sejing calmed down and sewed two stitches. Suddenly he thought of something and turned around. He saw that the man dragged away was like a dead dog and allowed Mo Er to drag along.

But on the ground dragged along, it was stained with a long blood band.

Yu se was stunned at first, and then turned to look at Mo Jingyao.

The man was still lying quietly in bed, but the shallow lips were not the look of Mo Jingyao she had seen before.

"You... Are you awake?" Yu se was completely stunned and stood there, some unable to return to his mind.

"Sewing needle." then, in the shock of Yu color, the two soft thin lips like a cup of confusion slowly opened, and so delivered his command in an absolutely dumb voice.

His voice was very low, but it didn't affect his own aura at all.

There is no need to shout loudly, which is enough to make the people who meet him surrender unconsciously.

Then, Yu se involuntarily picked up the needle and continued to sew, "OK."

Even after two stitches, she woke up, startled and stepped back, "you actually woke up long ago."

Yes, the pill she gave him was local anesthesia. After the pill went into the abdomen, it was the position of the stomach and spleen. Therefore, if he woke up, his hand could move.

Thinking of this, Yu SE's eyes moved slowly and finally fell on Mo Jingyao's hand.

That hand, she had held it countless times, and then she was held back.

Slender and powerful, with distinct joints.

Every time she was held by him, she felt that a thin current began to spread from her hands to her limbs and bones, and finally returned to her heart, leaving only an unstoppable heartbeat.

At this time, the hand was holding a small catapult like launcher, but the strength was loose, and the launcher might fall off on the ground at any time.

Yu se subconsciously stretched out her hand. Just as she was about to pick up the transmitter, she heard the man speak again, "don't move, good."

Or low dumb voice, magnetic let Yu color's heart tremble, also found that no matter how long she separated, she never forgot him.

I haven't forgotten every minute.

Even if he made her angry.

He also has the ability to make her heart beat faster as soon as he opens his mouth.

The word "good" seemed to be enchanted. She stopped and stood there and looked at him. Then, a layer of water mist covered her beautiful eyes.

The injury was like this. He just started the transmitter in his hand and shot the man. Otherwise, I'm afraid she was the first to be injured in front of his bed.

"Sewing needle." the man looked at her quietly for a few seconds, then blinked helplessly and whispered.

In fact, it's a little too low.

Yu se didn't hear Mo Jingyao's voice at all, but saw his lip shape, which was guessed by lip language.

Then he woke up and began to continue stitching.

This time, she tried to get rid of her distractions and sew seriously.

It's been interrupted several times. Once again, Mo Jingyao can stand it. She can't stand it.

Although he has local anesthesia and no pain, it's really bad to expose his wound to the air all the time.

Three minutes later, Yu se finally sewed, tied a knot quickly, raised his eyes and looked at Mo Jingyao again. His face was blue and white, but his eyes were still as bright as black stones as before.

Then, to his eyes, her face turned red.

Inexplicably felt that maybe he woke up when she gave him pills.

"You woke up long ago, didn't you?" she thought, and she asked.

If so, the man is too bad. She sent the pills to his lips, but he didn't eat them.

Well, if he didn't eat, he cheated her into his mouth with his lips

At the thought of this, Yu SE's face reddened, tangled down his head, and dared not face Mo Jingyao's eyes again.

Obviously, he was injured, or very seriously. Now if she pinched him and beat him, it was easy and easy. He couldn't even resist.

But she counselled in front of him.

I dare not even look at him.

"Ha ha..." when Yu se decided that Mo Jingyao's body was a worm now, his little hand was held.

The master who held her hand was naturally Mo Jingyao.

"You..." she raised her big watery eyes, and his IQ dropped to zero.

"Get out." then, I heard the man's cold and steady low drink.