Wolf's Temptation: Husband, I want you!

Ming Jue was shriveled and his face was as black as pig liver.

"Hahaha... Hahaha..." Mo Chu held it for a long time. He couldn't help laughing. He laughed with his stomach and said, "sister Mi AI told me that a penny can't beat a hero. I didn't quite understand what he meant before. Now think about it. It's you."

Ming Jue stretched out his hand. He wanted to strangle the gloating girl. However, he still put down his hand. How could he be willing? He was not willing to move one of her hair. He felt that the last hair was alive.

"I'll show you what strength and charm are today." He doesn't believe it. He can't even afford a small butterfly headdress on the street.

As for making silly girls laugh again, he's shameful enough today. If he goes on like this, he doesn't want to turn over all his life.

He can almost imagine that when they get married and have children, how can the girl slander his handsome and tall image with the children.

The end of the store spit out his tongue, "a man without teasing." It's too face saving.

Our last daughter didn't take the place of the Mafia, who was in power and ordered tens of thousands of brothers. Now she is so humble that she just smiles for Bo Hongyan.

Ming Jue tidied up his collar, cuffs and shirt skirt, then shook his shoulder and smiled confidently at the end, "just look at how much charm your future husband has."

After that, he took Mo Ji for a few steps and stopped in front of an Italian singing boy. When the boy finished singing, mingjue let go of Mo Ji's hand and went forward alone to say a few words to the singing boy. The boy nodded happily, then stood aside and gave up his home seat to mingjue. He played the guitar, Accompany Ming Jue.

Mo Chu holds his breath, and Ming Jue wants to sing in public?!!!

He is the godfather of the Mafia and the emperor of thousands of people. Do you want to sing to the crowds of people in this bustling commercial street?! Just for that humble butterfly headdress?!

Mo Chu suddenly feels soft hearted. Is she... Too much?

"Mingjue, why don't we stop buying it and come back to buy it when you go back and get the money?" She really regretted it. She couldn't imagine that a person who has always been so arrogant could sing in public!

And, most importantly... Can he sing? I haven't heard him sing. Let alone sing. She has never heard of humming.

She begged him to sing before, but he refused to sing. At that time, she just thought he was incomplete and was embarrassed to sing.

Now, instead of singing, he is still Hawking in this bustling commercial street.

Ming absolutely shouted through the microphone, "today, I want to give my girlfriend a headdress. I made a mistake. She is still angry with me. I want to make up for her and ask her for forgiveness. I want to give her a special gift. I want to use my ability to earn a little money to buy that headdress for her. I hope she can forgive me, even if she doesn't forgive me, I also hope she can remember this special gift. "

Ming absolutely said something in his heart with the microphone. Although he said it to the public, he kept his eyes on Mo Xu, because he also said it to Mo Xu. He wanted to ask her for forgiveness. Even if he didn't forgive, it didn't matter. He just wanted her to remember this special gift.

I hope she will always remember that this is the money that Ming Jue made in the street that day, just for Bo Hongyan to smile and impress her.

As Ming Jue said, the hard rock like heart of Mo Chu is slowly softening.

For a time, many passers-by gathered in front of mingjue and blocked the road. Originally, a super handsome man can attract people's attention, not to mention the handsome man is still openly expressing his love.

Italy has always been a warm and romantic country. Now when you see someone openly courting on the street, those native Italians are willing to join in the fun. However, they are not watching the fun, but infected by this enthusiasm. They are willing to send blessings. This is the difference between Italians and people from other countries.

People follow mingjue's eyes and look at Mo Xu. They can see that mingjue is courting the woman in white. Some young people coax and whistle together, making Mo Xu ashamed.

The guitar sound on one side remembered that Ming Jue held the microphone and sang the classic Italian old song "Tiamo". Tiamo is a famous Italian song sung by veteran singer Umberto Tozzi. This song was popular all over Italy at that time. "Tiamo" means I love you in Italian.

Ming Jue moved everyone and Mo Xu's heart with a sincere and moving song.

The initiation of feelings makes people beautify their favorite objects and strive to beautify themselves. Love indeed has unparalleled power and is an important life experience.

Mo Xu has heard love songs sung in different languages. They all tell sincere and moving romance. Love presents both depressed, introverted and warm.

When she found that her story had happened in a foreign country and in a tropical rain forest, she was suddenly surprised that they were all the same. They would cheer up bravely for love and cry crazy for love.

The last accumulated tears shed tears, moving and sad. In fact, in a word of conscience, Ming absolute she is really good and spoiled. She is tortured most of the time. Sometimes she makes trouble for him in her heart, but he doesn't have any complaints. Now he is willing to put himself in the street store just to make her laugh.

If... If she doesn't have to worry about purgatory hall, sister Mi AI and sister Zhan Yan, she will jump into mingjue's broad arms uncontrollably, but... No, at least not now.

In fact, he didn't force her. She had things and people she had to worry about. Mi AI and Zhan Yan were like mothers and sisters to her. She couldn't ignore them. If it were him, he could not pursue his love recklessly regardless of Yinmo and them.

Therefore, he can understand everything. As long as Mo Ji doesn't hate him, he just wants to be good to her and be good to her as much as possible when allowed. Once she leaves Italy and returns to the purgatory hall, their identity will immediately become the godfather of the Mafia and the leader of the purgatory hall, which has nothing to do with love.

Ming Jue's singing is not comparable to that of the God of songs, but it is enough to move people's hearts. Someone really threw money at him. Ming Jue smiled happily and relieved. He never thought he would sell in the street to make money in his life, but... It's worth it for the woman he loves.

When the crowd dispersed, Mingzi picked up the money he earned from the ground and didn't take much. It was enough for him to buy the butterfly headdress.

Since he was a child, he didn't know what money shortage is, especially now. His financial resources are comparable to that of a country. He has never made money purposefully like today. Although today's money is a drop in the bucket, he has an unprecedented sense of achievement.

It turns out that fighting for the beloved woman is such a sense of achievement and satisfaction.

He took a few small denominations of euros and went to the end of the crying pear blossom with rain. He looked at her with a special and infinitely spoiled look, and wiped the tears off her face with five pointed fingers. "Silly girl, what are you crying for?"

He did this to see her smile easily, not to see her cry. He likes to see her heartless and occasionally funny smile.

Mo Xu looked down at the clenched hand. Her hand held mingjue's big hand and looked up at mingjue very seriously. "Mingjue, I can't guarantee some things. Although I can't promise you now, I need time, I need time to become stronger."

Put down hatred, there are many helplessness.

Ming Jue was so excited that he almost burst into tears, but the man didn't shed tears easily. His breath was tight and he choked back the tears that almost came out because he was moved. She said she couldn't give him any promise, but it wasn't a promise in disguise.

Her promise is not now, but in the future. He believes that this promise will be realized in the near future.

"I don't need your commitment. You don't need to say more. I understand your idea. You don't need to do anything deliberately. You just do your own thing and leave the rest to me." He is a man. He will pave the way for the end.

Mo Xu shook his head, "no, don't do anything for me. I want to prove myself. I want to prove to the brothers of purgatory hall that I have the right to speak when I really get stronger."

Silence is acquiescence. But... His no objection does not mean that he agrees. Mo Xu has his own persistence and his persistence. No one can stop what he wants to do for Mo Xu, because it is a deal between parties. No one can say no. he will do everything without leakage and will not be talked about by others.

Mo Xu was afraid that mingjue did too well. She continued to persuade softly, "as long as our hearts are together, I will become stronger after a few years. The brothers in the hall can't threaten sister Mi AI and sister Zhan Yan with me. At that time, I can command all people." She knows that she is not convinced by the people in the hall. Sister Mi AI and sister Zhan Yan have been in the Jianghu for many years and have no weakness, but she is the weakness of both of them.

Ming Jue suddenly smiled, "silly girl, what do you think? I'm talking about giving me the arms business. It's too late for you to go back now. The black god of the Mafia and the ghost of purgatory hall have reached an agreement, and you have promised to cooperate. At this time, going back will make people laugh."

"Ha? That's what you're talking about! " She thought she would hold her hand and announce to the whole underworld that the end store of purgatory hall was covered by me. You should be careful.