The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 129, I am now very fragile

"Then I am in your arms now, are you not more uncomfortable?" The season warmly keeps a distance from him, but even then, he can still feel the amazing heat of him.

What kind of terrible restraint does Mo Jingshen have? It is already like this, and it can still be tolerated.

"You look like this, standing there and sitting in my arms, for me, there is no difference." Mo Jing squinted at her waist, breathing the faint cold fragrance of her body with the smell of rain: "Return Let me hold for a while."

The warmth of the season sat in his arms, but he was suffering, and her heart was not good.

The man just hugged her, her head pressed against her white neck, and the hot kiss fell on her collarbone, causing her to tremble.

Feeling her sensitive reflection, Mo Jingshen is more tense. He simply closes his eyes and does not look at her. He chooses to chat to distract himself and asks: "How do you know that I am here?"

"An Shuyan went to the Mohist family." The season warmly answered: "She said that although she wants to be with you, she does not want to use this way, so the person who was sent to your room tonight is not her. It is another female secretary who is with her."

Seasonal warmth does not need to lie, not to smear the book.

After all, the motivation of An Shuyan, even her can see that Mo Jingshen can not know.

Sure enough, after hearing this sentence, Mo Jing deep opened his eyes, the hustle and coldness was a few degrees cold, but the hand holding the warm season was more forceful. He said: "So, have you just climbed up from below?"

Although it was whispered in her ear, there was some danger in the voice.

The season snorted, thinking about what kind of wording to use to make him not angry: "I am too anxious, afraid that you lose - body, so..."

"I asked if you climbed up from below?" Mo Jing was so cold and cold, and stared at her eyes.

"..."

The warmth of the season thinks about the thrilling moment. When it was on the 32nd floor, because the rain was too slippery, it really fell down. There was no protective measure on her body. I could save my life and climb up. I can only say that it is God bless. It is.

"I don't climb too high. I climbed up from the 30th floor and only had three floors." She whispered nothing.

"Three layers?" Ink deep eyes are so cold and cold, the tone with obvious anger and swearing: "Do you know this is a few floors? Firefighters climb a building with the help of ladders and ropes, you climb like this Come up? Don't you die?"

"But between the 31st and the 35th floor, I was blocked. I have no other way, and I am not okay?" The warm season stretched out his hand to pull the sleeves of his shirt, gently twitching and whispering: "I Fu Da Ming is big, nothing!"

At this moment, Mo Jingshen’s eyes were a little scary. He stared at the place where her face was bruised. She suddenly opened her hand and warmed up in the season. I thought he was really angry and busy standing up. As a result, the man went out and turned the dim light in the bathroom into the brightest headlight. The moment the light was shining, the season warmed and his eyes narrowed. In an instant, he had returned to the bathroom.

Not waiting for her to get up, Mo Jingshen directly and expressionlessly held her calf that was no longer cramping, and lifted it upwards. When the season was too late to be exclaimed, he was picked up by his trouser legs and saw her knees and legs just outside. The red marks on the sharp corners of the air conditioner outside the machine, his eyes are even colder.

"I'm really okay, these are just scratching the skin wounds, just the skin surface..."

Mo Jingshen lifted her sleeves up without saying a word, saw the bruises on her wrists and the red marks on her elbows more serious than the legs, then turned her hand over and saw her red and swollen. The fingers and the palm of the hand are full of wounds.

The warm eyes of the season were empty, trying to take back his hand, but he was tightly held by the man.

"Really nothing... I am just..."

The warmth of the season wants to talk, but I see the darkness of the eyes of Shen Jingshen.

She snorted and suddenly smiled and said: "Fortunately, the security facilities of this hotel are not so perfect, otherwise I just found out that it was discovered, and the distance between each floor is not too far. There are also fixed air conditioners in the middle to be used as stairs. In fact, it is really safe. I am not afraid of it, you don’t even need to..."

Her words have not been finished, and Mo Jingshen suddenly buckled her back, and pressed her into her arms.

Very heavy, very heavy.

She couldn't speak for a moment, and the whole person seemed to be almost pushed into the body by him.

The man did not say a word, only holding her.

The warmth of the season gradually calmed down, no longer trying to explain, no longer snoring, quietly letting him hold himself, sticking his face between his hot neck and closing his eyes.

One night of thrilling, in any case, at least they have not lost each other, this is enough.

When she just climbed up from the 30th floor, she never thought about it. She just wanted to hurry up to find him. When she saw him, even if she was broken, she would not give up the chance to help him.

Even if she has calmed down now, she does not regret it.

The season was warm in his arms, his eyes closed, his hands crawling up, his his well-defined back, holding his back, but he opened his eyes because of the heat in his body, whispering in his arms: Do you want to make a bubble in the cold water?"

Ink deep held her, did not let go, fell gently on her head and said: "You are here, it is useless to put me into the hail."

"What should I do? Otherwise, turn off the lights? Monitoring should not be taken."

Ink did not speak.

“Is it possible that the surveillance is a lens with night vision?” The quarterly warm suddenly raised his eyes to see him.

He looked at her, silent is the default.

"..."

Mossau is too embarrassing.

Although it will not be specifically to watch the surveillance videos of his son and woman on the bed, it is estimated that the camera is installed in the room. If the camera refuses in the future, the surveillance video is used as evidence, so the surveillance lens with night vision function is definitely……

"What should I do?" The warm season feels that he is now hotter than before.

Ink-eye deep eyebrows moved, looked down at her, and suddenly smiled, but his shirt at this time was a little messy, his eyes were dark and not like usual, the partiality had a decadent and attractive taste.

"Nothing, the sky is bright, and the drug will automatically subside after 12 hours."

"It’s only a little early in the morning..." The season warmed down.

In the eyes of Mo Jingshen, there were a few dangerous and dark tastes. He picked up the deep black scorpion and looked at the obvious wounds in her two hands. She pressed her hand down: "The little goblin, your husband is now in a state of mind." Very fragile"

(End of this chapter)