Chapter 376 (Molestation)

Murong Jin, who was lying in the hospital, did not know about this matter.

Because now for him, who is still a little dizzy when watching things, watching TV or using his mobile phone to surf the Internet is a very brain-consuming thing.

In particular, the doctor should have injected him with nutrients and soothing medicines.

So, he was still asleep, and he had no idea how the stormy day outside was not quiet.

Mo Yuhan gently pushed open the door of the ward, and he was still the only one lying on the bed in the ward where the three people lived. It looks a little deserted.

And before coming in, she also saw that the assistant who usually accompanied him had just walked away.

When he came to Murong Jin's bedside, he was still asleep. The side face is exactly on her side.

Mo Yuhan stood aside, looking down at his sleeping face, it was undeniable that this man was indeed quite wicked.

Although she saw the look of a half-breed in his eyes, the outline of his face was that of a complete Oriental. Very handsome, well-defined but very feminine, without the boxy toughness of Westerners.

Hey?

She bent down abruptly and leaned closer to him.

This guy's lips are actually a little pursed! Like an idiot child!

Staring at the two "sexy" lips that were soft to look at, her eyes lit up as if she had discovered a new continent. Then, I couldn't help but look at him again.

Seeing some messy shredded hair softly covering the gauze, she "touched" it again.

Well, the natural brown hair is soft, like those blonde Westerners, like silk.

The pinna is very thick, and it is a blessed and golden life! The chin is a little round, unlike those guys at home, who are all melon seed faces.

And then...... She looked at her lips again, which had moved slightly. In an instant, her heart tugged, and then she withdrew her hand like an electric shock, with some surprise in her stunned eyes.

Mo Yuhan, your brain is in water, isn't it? You're actually doing nymphomaniac against this guy?!

She suddenly realized how stupid she had just moved!

"Hey! The surname is Murong! Hey......!" She didn't know why she suddenly called him louder, but she was a little flustered, as if she had done something bad.

The sleeping Murong Jin first frowned tiredly, and then opened his eyes that were a little confused.

The eyes that have just woken up are a little "confused" as if they have beautiful contacts, especially the blue "color" hidden in the black "color" is a little ghostly.

Mo Yuhan swallowed his saliva inexplicably, watching him gradually wake up.

Murong Jin moved his gaze along the two long legs in front of him, and finally lay down and saw the red-haired lady in front of him.

"You?" He frowned at first, and then his eyes turned cold: "Miss Mo has something to do this time?" ”

She was strangely disappointed in his cold tone, and even felt that her heart had been cut by something, and she had a feeling that she couldn't explain.

"What, I can't come if it's okay!" She shouted again.

Murong Jin glanced at her lazily, tilted his head to look at the other side and said lazily, "Then you can do whatever you want." As he spoke, he wanted to fall asleep again.

"You ......" Mo Yuhan glared, and suddenly thought of the purpose of this trip, so he suppressed the shouting words, and said in a relaxed tone: "Hey, surnamed Murong, I have something to ask you!^H "

Murong Jin was silent and didn't want to pay attention to her.

"Hey, Murong Jin!" She screamed again. He was still silent with his back to him. "Hey!" Mo Yuhan pushed him impatiently, and Murong Jin continued to be silent, "Murong Jin!" I couldn't help but bend over to him and yell into his ear.

Murong Jin's brows furrowed fiercely, and he suddenly turned his head to stare at her with a pair of ghostly eyes.

The sudden movement caught Mo Yuhan off guard, and he still bent over and looked at him who was already facing him in a daze.

The red hair was scattered on Murong Jin's chest, and a delicate little face was facing him with a stunned expression, and there was a stupid look in the phoenix's eyes.

A trace of cunning suddenly crossed the ghost's eyes, and when she was in a daze, Murong Jin suddenly reached out and held the back of her head with one palm, and pressed down gently, Mo Yuhan put his face against him defenselessly. And he was ready to put the red lips on his soft, warm thin lips.

The phoenix's eyes that were sluggish just now widened in an instant, and the waist and back were tightly encircled by the other hand.

The thin lips gnawed at her soft lips with some fanatical ference, and the strong arms hugged her tightly, and then turned over. Mo Yuhan somehow obediently lay on his other side, and he quickly pressed up and blocked his lips.

A series of actions made Mo Yuhan, who was used to rampage, sluggish, unable to come back to his senses, especially the temperature from his lips, as well as the weight on his body and his somewhat fragrant breath!

It was a feeling she had never tried before, which made her blush and her heart beat suddenly.

He admits that he is angry at this, so he will not let go easily, and must punish her enough so that she will never dare to come near again!

The hand that dragged the back of her head lifted her delicate neck again, and with a slight force, she looked up to meet his kiss completely.

The tip of her tongue poked deep into her teeth and gently swept over the sensitive place, and she could clearly feel her trembling breath due to lack of oxygen.

The other hand had already unzipped her dazzling red "color" jacket and uncovered the soft undershirt inside, "exposing" her smooth and soft abdomen. The warm palm roamed freely to give her a thrilling shiver, and then reached into the deepest part of her body.

"You haven't been touched by a man yet, right?" His lips had moved to her ear, and the magnetic voice whispered evilly. As she spoke, her big hand suddenly pinched her soft curve hard. She suddenly took a breath of cold air.

The brain, which was blank several times, quickly woke up, and Mo Yuhan finally came to his senses, and suddenly shouted: "Murong Jin, you rascal!" As he spoke, he jumped out of bed, shielded himself tightly, and sat softly on the other bed, staring at him.

Murong Jin looked at her sideways, and her smooth chest was "exposed" from the pajamas that she had accidentally ripped open just now. The corners of his mouth were a wicked smile, and his eyes were cold.

"What's the matter, Miss Mo, don't you want to continue?" He said in a ruffian-like tone.

"You, you bastard!" Mo Yuhan was ashamed and angry, and raised his fist in anger and rushed towards him.

Although Murong Jin was injured, he was not afraid of this little effort. The hand firmly grabbed her raised fist, and with a pull, Mo Yuhan sat obediently on his bed again, and his hands were tied from behind.

"Miss Mo, don't you turn your face and don't let people be good?" He poked his head out from behind her and said in an ambiguous and wicked tone. "Just now, I think you seem to be enjoying it too!" The cold eyes stared at her flushed face, but there was no pity in the words, and even deliberately poked her heart.

"You ......" Mo Yuhan struggled with a flushed face, turned his head and said, "Let go of me, you bastard!" The sound of the roar almost pierced Murong Jin's eardrums.