Quan Mo hooked his lips and looked at her like a child, he wanted to say it, but she hadn't given him a chance to say it, and he thought he had dumped her again.

Crying and fussing.

A little idiot.

“……”

Xi Wei and his wife did not die, they did not die in the hands of Quan Mo.

No wonder, Quan Mo, who has been ignoring her, suddenly cared about her, and suddenly became less depressed, it turned out to be because of this.

Singer An held her mobile phone and looked at the photos on the screen, she never thought that Xi Wei's back would be so pleasing to the eye...... Great, great.

With sour eyes, An Ge stood there for a long time, and suddenly threw himself into Quan Mo's arms uncontrollably, "Great, Quan Mo." ”

Her silly power ink...... Came to life.

She finally stopped watching him with fear every day......

Xi Wei and his wife are not dead, it is good that they are not dead.

Staring at the tearful woman on his chest, Quan Mo stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around her, his dark eyes were deep, and after a pause for a few seconds, he asked with some hesitation, "Don't you hate?" ”

An Ge leaned on him and raised his face, his eyes were covered with a layer of water, but he was happy, happy for him, "If hatred will make me lose you and make you depressed all the time, then I don't want to hate." ”

Quan Mo for a period of time, she never wants to see it a second time.

"Wronged?" Quan Mo asked, reaching out to wipe away the tears on her face, her eyes were full of pampering distress.

"Nope." An Ge shook his head, "Actually, I know that when you put your parents under house arrest, I decided to let go, if you can do this for me, I can also let go of hatred for you." ”

They are entangled in the grievances of ten years ago, and they are so tired that they fight each other again and again, and the two of them are already exhausted......

That's enough.

To this day, it's really enough.

"Ango."

"I'm not going to mention half a hate. In my world, except for Quan Mo...... Or Quan Mo. An Ge said as he leaned on him through the quilt, his tear-washed eyes were particularly moving.

As if deliberately seducing her.

Quan Mo stared at her deeply, suddenly, turned her over, turned her over, and pressed the whole person on her body, bowing his head and holding her pink lips and kissing deeply.

"Hmm......"

An Ge kissed twice cooperatively, immersed in a tenderness that had not been seen for a long time, and suddenly thought of something, and the person was suddenly shaken, and grabbed Quan Mo's left hand.

I saw that the wrist of his left hand was empty, and there was not even a rope mark.

"When did you untie it?"

Ange was shocked.

"You learned all these tricks from the bodyguards." Quan Mo hooked his lips, his eyes reflecting disdain, "If I don't even know how many means my bodyguards have, how can I hire them?" ”

"......" An Ge was speechless and a little depressed, "It seems that you know everything, and you used to think that I was a scumbag when I learned to drive." ”

He didn't even know how many means she had.

"I didn't guess that."

That was the only time he guessed wrong.

Quan Mo grabbed her hands and pressed them against the soft quilt, lowered his head and kissed the corners of her lips, the thin lips moving, ambiguously kissing from her face all the way to her ears.

His kissing skills were getting better and better, his thin lips gently latched on her soft earlobe, and An Ge's body couldn't help but tremble, turning into water in his arms......

"But I guessed it last time." Quan Mo suddenly said close to her ear.

"What?" An Ge was kissed and his thoughts wandered, and he asked along with his words.

Quan Mo hooked his lips, his voice was deliberately hoarse and sexy, and his tone was evil, "I didn't tell you, the leeks on the island are all airlifted, they are not delicious, and there is no aphrodisiac-yang effect." ”