This man has only thirty days left to live, but ...... but not like a dying man.

The lips are red and the teeth are white, and the complexion is wonderful! There is not the slightest trace of pathology......

Could it be that he will die in an accident?

The man looked sideways slightly, and there was no end in sight under his dark eyes, and glanced in the direction of Yisheng.

The girl was too weird, Mo Shicang couldn't help but look at it twice, and the strange and mysterious feeling that emanated from her whole body made Mo Shicang subconsciously make a move that she didn't realize it for.

He grabbed the girl's wrist.

The girl's cold body temperature came from the palm of her hand, cold to the bone.

I couldn't help but be stunned.

"Name?" Mo Shicang opened his mouth to question.

Name?

Yi Sheng's eyes were slightly cold, looking at the man, he was very tall, his body line was excellent, and he was wearing a straight ascetic suit that followed the silhouette obediently, making his figure even more straight. A pair of slightly raised Danfeng eyes, narrow and deep squints, also looked at her with inquiry.

He can see her and touch her!

Yi Sheng looked down at his wrist, a piece of scorching heat and a piece of red.

The blazing burning sensation seemed to burn her primordial spirit.

The briquette also sensed the danger, if it continued like this, Yisheng's Yuan Ling would be injured by this man, and his golden pupils flashed with a light, and he jumped in front of the man.

A few cold flashes appeared, the sleeves of his shirt were shattered, and several cat scratch wounds appeared on the man's strong arms.

However, the man still did not let go.

Yi Sheng's eyes shrank, and his dark red half-high heels were raised high, falling fiercely, stepping on the man's instep, and then lifting his legs, and kicking his knees straight to the abdomen.

"Shhhh

Mo Shicang gasped, and the unbearable pain made him let go of his hand.

saw that the woman flashed to his side ghostly, swept her legs quickly, and didn't pay attention to it, and with a "bang", Mo Shicang fell heavily to the ground.

Immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.

Mo Shicang's face sank, and he glanced at everyone warningly, indifferent and deep, and the people who ate melons hurriedly withdrew their gaze. When I looked in the direction of the woman again, there was only a few seconds of time difference, and the woman seemed to have wings and had disappeared without a trace.

"Mr. Mo, why did you fall?" The secretary hurriedly ran over and was about to help him up, but found that Mr. Mo was injured.

It's over, it's over!

looked nervously at the wound on Mo Shicang's arm, the injury was not light, and he was about to call a doctor, but was stopped by Mo Shicang.

"Where's the woman?" Mo Shicang stood up, squinted his eyes, and questioned.

The secretary blinked and wondered, "Woman? Mr. Mo, here...... It's just you......"

The secretary could only endure not to let himself laugh too obviously, and the dignified Mr. Mo actually fell to the ground and scratched himself.

Tomorrow Toutiao should be pre-ordered.

What's even funnier is that Mr. Mo actually wants to fabricate a person who made him fall out!

If it spreads, it may be thought that ink is always a psychopath!

Mo Shicang glanced at the wound on his arm, he was sure that the small-looking supernatural girl he had just seen and the stinky black cat that had injured him were not hallucinations.

The thin lips were gently pursed, stretching into a straight line, and after a few seconds, his eyes looked in the direction of the operating room, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes, "What about Lin Shenai?" ”