Chapter 299, as long as you are alive

Into the nose is the taste of the man's body, but also the **** suffocation of the stars, but on his body, it is not bad.

The warmth of the season did not lift the head and hugged the man's waist, and he refused to let go.

Feng Ling consciously did not make a sound at the side, but also bowed down to the infinitely fascinating ink scene, and turned to the helicopter.

There is a metal baffle between the cabin and the cab of the aircraft. The front is not visible here, and the pilot in the cab can't see it.

Mo Jingshen hugged the excited little woman in her arms and hugged her inward. She hugged her on weekdays as if she had just picked up her clothes. Now she is shaking at the moment of straightening up, almost no Stand firm.

But it did not affect, in the moment when the seasonal warmth noticed his pain and was about to withdraw from his arms, he held her tight and did not let her back.

"You have hurts..." The warm-season exit is no longer as calm and calm as it was before the danger. Instead, it is afraid to cover all the courage before, and both hands hold the shirt behind his blood, now The blood has dried up behind his back, and the shirt sticks to the skin on his back.

Mo Jing Shen looked down on the little woman who knew the fear now. This woman hasn’t even changed her clothes until now, except that her hands have been re-wrapped, it’s still the look of the gray face, the dirt and blood on the white skirt. Together, it was very embarrassing, but a pair of eyes were still clear and clear.

"Why didn't you let Feng Ling send you back?" Mo Jing opened his mouth and the voice was on top of her head.

As always, the clean voice is just a little dull and dull because of the many days of torture.

It can be heard in the ears of the season, but it is like the world.

He is still alive, they are all alive, and they are safe.

"I don't want to be so far away from you. Feng Ling said that it is safe. You won't have anything. Since it's safe, of course I don't need to go." The season warmly hugged him, but his hands were careful not to touch him. Serious back: "When can I get out of here completely, your injury needs to see a doctor!"

The man gently smashed her hand behind his waist, and when she lowered her eyes, she still had the strength to cry. The warmth of his eyebrows turned into coldness, and the sly scorpion looked at her: "At any time in the future, no matter where I am, you can't take this risk any more. I will let you wait for me to go back and wait for me. Is this place you can come?"

Sure enough, the lessons learned are still coming.

The season is warm and her lips are not talking. She only looks up at him with red eyes, as if she has changed back to the pitiful little dumb who gave him meals during the past two days. Anyway, no matter how he licks her, how cold she said She, she does not say anything.

On her gaze, Chen Jing’s chest was shocked.

In the scene that happened today, he was a hundred times more painful than her, and it was more difficult for her to pass this hurdle than her.

He should have sent a few more people to guard her. If a seal is not enough, he will send another ten. He will stare at her and can't give her any chance of being in danger.

This woman is really daring.

"Why don't you talk?" He forced his face to control his face, not too soft.

"When you have finished the lesson, I am really thrilled these days. After you finish, I can finally feel the ritual that I finally escaped from the Longtan Tiger Cave. I can feel comfortable..."

Ink deep eyes are silent and dark: "Do you want my heart to jump out of the body to be willing?"

The season warmed staring at him, his hands licking his **** black shirt: "I just want you to be alive."

In a flash, he only felt that his eyes were stinging.

In the twenty-sixth year of life, in addition to the age of two years old, the age of the linguistics may have dropped a few tears. After three years old, the man who has not lost his tears is almost instantly stunned by the stinging feeling.

"Ink Jing Shen, I just want you to live, even if you don't have to go to T City to pick me up, then I will come to you, as long as you are alive, wherever I go to find you, heaven and earth, past and present, as long as there is I can sneak in your place, I just want you to live-"

The man kissed it.

His mouth has a salty taste and is bloody.

Once in T or in Haicheng, she was almost a little bit sullen in the two baths every day. He was also the president of Moh, who had a high level of cleanliness.

But at this moment, throwing away the blood on the ground, throwing away the shackles of various identity habits, here only him and her, pure him and her.

The last sensible string in Mo Jing’s brain was almost cut off by her own hands.

Reason and responsibility, marriage and kindness, the growing feelings of rising heat are not comparable to the woman who is more determined than him at this moment.

He is afraid that this life will really be planted in her hands.

The warm side of the season saw his finger on his back with some blood.

It was a few hours before the back of the ink and the head of the ink was brutally wounded. The blood on his back was dry and the shirt was glued, but the blood on his head was not dry yet. How serious...

Ink deep opened her, and at the same time pressed her **** hand, the tone was quiet: "Nothing, it is traumatic, it is good to go back and dress up."

The warmth of the season tried to restrain the tears from crying out and didn't want to be a burden on his heart. She sucked her nose and looked up at him. She calmly said: "Feng Ling left the medicine box here, I helped. Are you cleaning your wounds?"

(End of this chapter)