Chapter 229: Uncle Bo, You Just Want Me to Cry, Boys Can't Shed Tears Easily

Hand it to the bomb disposal expert, and do it without Mo Sheng's knowledge, so as not to touch her psychological defense.

"Last time I told you to protect yourself first, but you didn't listen, and you made yourself into this virtue, do you want me to worry?"

Fingertips rubbed away the embarrassing marks on her face.

Mo Sheng's heart was sour, tears snapped, he didn't want him to see it, leaning on his shoulder, how embarrassing it was, "Uncle Bo, you are so bad, you just want me to cry, boys can't shed tears easily." ”

She revealed her true feelings this time, and those who have experienced life and death no longer dare to underestimate the people around her and look down on themselves.

The corners of Bo Ming's lips were slightly hooked, and he touched the puppy and rubbed her hair twice, "You cry in front of me for fewer days?" Eighteen-year-olds, the more they live, the more they go back, and the time I brought you back, I didn't see you crying. ”

Where did she really cry before, she didn't want to pretend to be pitiful to protect herself, this time she really cried, sad and moved, "I'll cry to you in the future, who makes you always scold me for being useless, scolding and scolding is really useless!" ”

Bo Ming patted her on the back, only in front of her did he fade away from his defenselessness and indifference, and live like a man who would feel distressed, and no longer needed to cover his inner softness with a strong, high, and unreachable posture.

"Silly boy!"

"Click", in the race against time, the bomb disposal expert cut the cable and breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, chief!" ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Huang Jue was relieved, and his stiff arm almost couldn't be recovered.

During the chat, Mo Sheng was defused before she had time to think about the consequences of the bomb explosion, and she forgot to be afraid in the conversation with Bo Ming, she raised her head, stared at Bo Ming's deep eyes, and almost fell into his gentle trap, just now they had a conversation to ease her attention and not let her be so afraid.

After wandering around the Ghost Gate, Mo Sheng felt that it was good to be alive, and death with no way out was the most desperate.

She jumped off Huang Jue's back and wiped away her tears, she was too embarrassed just now to let everyone see the joke.

"Are you sure you can go?" Bo Ming heard that she had injured her leg.

"I can go." Mo Sheng insisted, crossing the minefield.

The girls were expecting an explosion, but the bomb was defused, causing them to lose a while.

But the most cruel thing is in the back, they tighten their hearts, their hearts are weak and retreat, and when Mo Sheng comes to them, they don't dare to make too much noise.

Mo Sheng walked step by step, his eyes were cold.

She doesn't blame them for abandoning her for self-preservation, nor does she blame them for snatching supplies, and even less blames them for not saving them when they see death.

The law of the jungle eats the strong, longing for the beauty of human nature, that is the saddest.

However, what touched her anger was that they took what belonged to her.

"Sheng, Brother Sheng, congratulations on your rescue." Ziyu smiled embarrassedly, "Yes, we called the chief over to save you, we didn't leave you, in order to rescue you ......"

Syllable!

Mo Sheng slapped Ziyu.

Ziyu retreated, incredulous, his eyes were red, "Brother Sheng, we are really looking for rescue......"

Syllable!

Mo Sheng went all the way, as long as Ziyu said a word, he would slap him without mercy.

The others couldn't understand it, only she understood what was needed.

Ziyu didn't want to be beaten anymore and didn't dare to make a sound.

"Do you know why I hit you?" Mo Sheng endured the pain and torture, and his dry lips opened slightly.

Ziyu was sincerely afraid.

"You're wrong for not taking something that doesn't belong to you!" Mo Sheng's voice was cold, "You don't want food, you don't want supplies, the only thing that can't be moved is my personal belongings!" ”