Chapter Seventy-One: Mr. Mo is imprisoned

Mr. Mo slowed his breathing, closed his eyes and tilted his head, pretending to be asleep. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although this reaction is very vulgar and is likely to be discovered, Mr. Mo still did it, and there is a reason for it to be vulgar after all.

The footsteps gradually approached, bypassing the debris surrounding Mr. Mo, and finally stopped in front of Mr. Mo.

A faint fragrance came, gently teasing the tip of Mr. Mo's nose. Mr. Mo had the urge to sniff it, not because of any strange hobby, but because the fragrance was familiar, but Mr. Mo still held back, he wanted to know what the person in front of him wanted to do.

A hand gently stroked Mr. Mo's face, the movement was gentle and slow, as if he was caressing some treasure.

Mr. Mo suddenly wanted to bite off this hand, and he dared to touch his face! You know, he hates physical contact, and he usually doesn't even let people touch his hands, let alone his face.

Just when Mr. Mo's heart exploded and he couldn't help but speak, the girl who took advantage of him spoke,

"That's nice...... Classmate Mo who sleeps is also so cute...... I want to keep watching it like this......"

The voice was soft and misty, as if intoxicated by something strange.

Mr. Mo, who heard this voice, was about to explode, it was actually Hua Yun!

What is this unfolding!? And what do you describe as cute!? Tell me you're handsome!? Also, how did you get the handcuffs as an ordinary student?

While complaining in his heart, Mr. Mo still didn't make any moves, he wanted to see what Hua Yun wanted to do.

After stroking for a while, Hua Yun didn't know what she thought, and began to gently pat Mr. Mo's face, and at the same time whispered in her mouth,

"Student Mo, classmate Mo...... Wake up......"

At this moment, Mr. Mo couldn't pretend anymore, so he could only wake up with a dazed and sleepy-eyed look, and then pretended to be a little surprised to look at the not very good situation in front of him, then frowned, and asked Hua Yun coldly,

"What's going on!? What did you do? ”

The tone was extremely cold, and there was even three points of anger in it.

But Hua Yun smiled, very happily. She stretched out a white and delicate little hand again, gently held Mr. Mo's cheek, and said in a somewhat intoxicated tone,

"Obviously, I just created a world that belongs to us, forever and ever...... Only our world...... Classmate Mo, it can only belong to me......"

Mr. Mo didn't avoid her hand, it was just useless, and the unpleasantness of physical contact was still bearable. However, if Mr. Mo guessed correctly, Hua Yun should be in a legendary blackening state now, right? Of course, there is another, more famous name - sick Jiao!

Some intoxicated smiling faces, smudged with morbid crimson, neurotic lines, intoxicated with some kind of fantasy and self-talk tendency, typical sick girl!

When it comes to sick Jiao, Mr. Mo thinks of eight-treasure vegetables, five-inch nails or something, which is estimated to be his share, but it is possible for a gardener to shovel or something.

In case Hua Yun really reaches the point of cutting people without saying a word, Mr. Mo is probably not far from being made into a flower pot, right? It's dangerous to think about!

Belch! Mr. Mo is going to call the police.

Speaking of which, it's all the work of that mysterious organization, right? If Mr. Mo was killed by the sick version of Huayun, they would have gotten away with it, right?

People in reality are generally rational, tough and calm, and there are very few really sick people, if it weren't for what the mysterious organization did, Mr. Mo wouldn't believe that Hua Yun, a sunny girl with a normal mental health and a positive attitude, would be a sick girl!

Isn't it rejected several times that he is still relentlessly pursuing Mr. Mo? How can it be...... Well, that's possible, right?

Mr. Mo couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and his eyes narrowed into the dead fish.

It seems that no matter how strong she is, she is just a girl, and she still has the softness of a girl in her heart, and when this softness is abandoned again and again, it is normal to have a little despair in her heart. Coupled with the deliberate guidance of that mysterious organization, it is not surprising that they would do something like kidnapping Mr. Mo.

But...... Sure enough, I can't accept it! Sick or something, it's better to live in the second dimension!!

Thinking of this, Mr. Mo was ready to launch the mouth cannon skill to forcibly persuade Hua Yun, sacrificing hue or something was also under consideration.

"Flower ......"

As soon as Mr. Mo opened his mouth to say a word, he was cut off. Because ah...... Hua Yun actually hugged him and hugged Mr. Mo, who was tied to the chair.

The girlish fragrance of gardenia flowers filled his body for a while, which made Mr. Mo's breath suffocate, and he didn't like to smell it. However, what disgusted him even more was that Hua Yun kept rubbing her head with her face!

I can't bear it!! Mr. Mo wanted to give her a hammer on the spot, and said that he could sacrifice the hue and put it behind in a blink of an eye.

"Hey, hey, hey! Is enough enough!? ”

After all, Mr. Mo still threw out this sentence impatiently, and did not choose to attack with his head, after all, even if he was lucky enough to stun Hua Yun, Mr. Mo himself could not break free from the shackles of the rope.

"How can it be enough? I like Mr. Mo the most...... I can hold classmate Mo for a lifetime! It's not enough......"

Hua Yun answered Mr. Mo's question in a vague tone, and at the same time, she straddled Mr. Mo's lap inch by inch, and rubbed Mr. Mo into her arms vigorously, as if she wanted to rub it into her body.

Mr. Mo said that he was so squeezed by the well-developed pair of things on Hua Yun's chest that he could barely breathe...... Well, well, in fact, he can still breathe, but when he took a breath just now, a sweet smell that was different from the previous fragrance poured into his chest, and the softness that could be felt through his clothes made his heart beat violently.

Mr. Mo blushed.

Mr. Mo was unexpectedly super shy in this regard.

Is the headhammer the right choice?

"It's not enough...... Can't you leave me...... Forever and ever...... I can't leave Hua Yun, who loves him the most......"

Nightmarish tender calls, close to crazy longing, repeated love words, pure only his world, wanting more morbid possessiveness......

Although I can't see it, Mr. Mo can imagine her drug-like indulgent expression, this can be regarded as taking a drug named Mr. Mo, right?

"Ahh That's right! Mo hasn't eaten all this time, has he? ”

She seemed to ask Mr. Mo abruptly, but she was still talking to herself.

"I brought food here, and I can't forgive myself for letting Mo stay here alone for one night! But in order not to let others notice the anomaly, this is also a helpless thing! If they find out and snatch my classmate Mo again, I can't help it...... ...... who killed them all."

The voice changed from flattering sweetness at the beginning to distorted gloom.

Hua Yun is already completely immersed in her own world, completely ...... There is only Mr. Mok's world.