Then she fell into one of her arms.

She didn't see it, but she could smell it.

It's her god.

"Bang-"

The bottle fell at his feet, and shards of glass splattered everywhere.

Yun Mo turned her in a different direction and protected her in his arms, fortunately, it was winter, her clothes were thick, and it didn't hurt if the shards were smashed on her back.

The book kite hissed.

Yun Mo let go of her and panicked: "Where did the splash go?" ”

She originally thought it would be okay, as the saying goes, a crying child has candy to eat, she held his waist, and her voice was aggrieved: "My ears hurt." ”

He looked over, stretched out his hand to brush his broken hair, and his eyes were gloomy: "Does it hurt?" ”

It should be broken skin, blood spilling down her ears, her skin is white, and the contrast is particularly dazzling.

The book kite continued to be aggrieved: "It hurts." ”

There were debris all around the ground, Yun Mo carried her to a safe place, and turned back to the person in charge of the bar: "Bring the medicine box." ”

The person in charge naturally knew him, and nodded his head.

In fact, it was broken skin, he made the blood marks clear and clean, and the whole process was heartfelt.

On the side, Wen Ya blushed excessively, she didn't expect Mu Shen to wrap her in her arms when the wine bottle fell to the ground, she had never been so close to anyone, and the temperature on her face remained for a long time.

Mu Shen set her up and walked outside, wanting to appease the drinker, but his hand was suddenly pulled, he stiffened, looked back at him, and a smile overflowed in his eyes: "What's wrong." ”

Wen Ya's face turned even redder, shook her head, and nodded again: "Your hand is bleeding!" ”

He habitually didn't want her to blame herself, so he made things lighter: "If it's not in the way, it's broken." ”

Hearing this, she stared at him for a while.

Mu Shen pursed his lips and became nervous: "Why don't you ......" He thought about it and tried to be as tactful as possible: "Will it be cleaned up?" It's still a little painful, will it get infected if you don't clean it up? ”

"The wound should be infected."

Mu Shen: "......"

She went to the dog food manufacturing next door to get the disinfectant and came back.

Wen Ya held his wrist, surprisingly icy, but it was a little hot in the palm of his hand.

She moved skillfully: "Is it heavy?" If it hurts, you'll be fine. ”

Mu Shen stared at her eyelashes and smiled, trying to find a topic: "How did you do this?" Learned? ”

She lowered her head and wiped it gently, the estrangement between the two of them for many days was gradually disappearing: "I haven't learned, if someone is injured in our store, I will clean them up, and it will be over time." ”

After all, what makes perfect.

Hearing this, Mu Shen's brows were cold, and he locked up: "The man is too?" ”

Wen Ya raised her eyes, a pair of clean and clear eyes: "Huh? ”

He was jealous, but when he saw her eyes, the people who saw her, even her hands were in his hands, and they seemed to comfort him a lot.

He took the opportunity to hold her hand instead: "Ya, you can see my feelings for you, let me chase you, okay?" ”

He missed her, his heart hurt when he thought about it, he waited for three years, and now the person is in front of him, as long as he pulls it gently, the person is in his arms.

But he didn't dare.

Wen Ya froze and stopped.

He confessed all those ridiculous pasts, but she was skeptical, she saw that he had no heartache, no cordiality, and no Sakura in the most basic sense of familiarity

Whether it's true or not, she doesn't like him now, and she pulls her hand out: "I'm sorry. She put it in his hand: "I—I'm going back to work." ”

Mu Shen stared at her quickened steps, and there was bitterness at the corners of his mouth.

Why didn't he hold back!

Now he can only defend, not attack, let alone rush.

Yun Mo wiped the book kite clean, and the mouth was exposed, red, he leaned over, his lips fell on her ear, and he sucked it gently.

"Does it still hurt?"

She didn't hurt, but it was hot and numb: "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

He stared at her again, and a fire rose from the corner of his eye, rapidly expanding around him.

She is good, but in fact, he is despicable, ruthless, not a gentleman, and will beat women.

If someone dares to touch his most important person, he will dare to trample on the worldly rules under his feet, whether he becomes crazy or becomes a demon, as long as he can protect her, he will die without regrets.

Yun Mo rubbed her hair, and the palms of her hands were soft: "Ruan Ruan, go and wait for me farther away." ”

His eyes were very cold, and he was about to walk towards Qiu Ting, who was trapped on the ground by the bar staff, and the book kite took his hand: "Yun Mo." She shook her head, nothing.

However, he understood, with Nie Qing in the middle, she would only take the initiative to remove all the armor.

Mu Shen walked over, and his face was not good: "Do you want her to go to the police station to squat for a few days?" ”

Yun Mo glanced at the ground coldly, looked at the book kite, and seemed to ask, "Throw it out." ”

She tugged at his sleeve, her eyes were faint, her head was lowered, she didn't speak, it was a tacit acquiescence.

When he finished, he led her inside.

A smile resurfaced on Shu Kite's face, but it didn't look good: "Why are you here?" ”

Yun Mo coaxed her, holding her hand and pressing it on her chest: "It missed you, so it came." ”

There was someone in the corridor, and a pair of strong hands grabbed her waist from behind and took her into his arms: "What about you?" ”

Book Kite: "What? ”

The light in the corridor was darker than in the hall, he half-bent over, deliberately leaning towards her, and across the corridor, Yun Mo pushed open an empty box and pulled her in.

There was a shock to my ears and the door was shut.

Yun Mo stretched out his hand to put her against the door, her back stiffened, and in her ears, he breathed low, and the breath that came from her confused her thoughts: "I ask you, do you want me?" ”

For three in a row, she was accompanying Ke Lan, as if she had forgotten that her boyfriend was staying alone in the empty room.

The book kite leaned his back against the door, half-pushing and half-tugging at the clothes on his waist: "What's wrong with you?" ”

He chuckled lowly: "What's wrong with you and me! ”

His eyes lit up in the dark, the corners of his mouth were faintly gloomy, and then he buried his face in her neck, and his shoulders twitched: "I miss you." He put his hands around her waist: "Is it okay to come back in the evening?" ”

Shu Kite's eyelashes drooped, and her eyes flashed with flowers, as bright as stars: "But, what about Sister Lan?" ”

Ke Lan is like a different person, and he doesn't seem to have changed, except for smoking and smoking, but he is no longer close to men. It looks like a person who loves life, and the more this is the case, the more uneasy the book kite is.

"What about me?" He raised his face and leaned it into her face, all aggrieved: "You can't bear to leave me alone." He said word by word, loudly, and compassionately: "Tossing and turning, it's hard to sleep!" ”

Book Kite: "......"

Her: "But I slept well!" ”

No one is noisy, no one is noisy, after a long time, she sleeps really soundly.

Yun Mo's face suddenly became gloomy: "......"

"You can sleep without me!"

He couldn't sleep, she slept with others so well!

Shu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, ready to nod, Yun Moqi's heart hurt, and he couldn't beat or scold, he directly fixed her face and kissed it heavily.

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