Chapter 162: Ji Moting Recovers His Memory!
As the footsteps approached, Yan Shu felt that his heart was about to beat in his throat.
She didn't know why she was so nervous.
Her mind hadn't even had time to think about what had happened before she fell unconscious.
"Ashu~"
People arrive before they can make a sound.
Yan Shu's hand holding the quilt hard, it was Ji Moting's "Ah Shu".
It's not the "Ashu" in the mouth of Ji Fool.
Did he regain his memory?
The next second.
The tall and slender appeared in Yan Shu's sight, followed by the handsome face like a ghostly axe, and the pair of predatory eyes.
It's Ji Moting.
Yan Shu's little face turned white, and he instinctively retreated to the head of the bed, and the hairs on his whole body were on guard at this moment.
Why did he regain his memory.
Yan Shu's head was buzzing, and all the memories about before he fell unconscious came out at once.
"You've already regained your memory, haven't you?"
Yan Shu suddenly looked at Ji Moting with hatred, with resentment and grievance that even she didn't notice, "You've been pretending, you've been deceiving me!
Ji Moting, you're still as disgusting as ever!"
Ji Moting's eyes darkened, he walked to the head of the bed with easy steps, and under Yan Shu's angry gaze, he grabbed her chin, "Ah Shu, why can't you be obedient." ”
Syllable!
Yan Shu slapped the back of Ji Moting's hand that grabbed her, but he didn't shoot it off.
On the contrary, Ji Moting's eyes shone coldly, and his frightened head shrank a little.
The fear engraved in the bones has not dissipated with time.
But thinking of him pretending to be crazy and stupid in front of her during this time, she couldn't control her anger, "Ji Moting, you let go of me, you bastard, I'm the mother you called out in person, you are a big rebel like this!"
The words fell.
The air was cold for a second.
After saying this, Yan Shu regretted it!
Especially when it comes to the predatory eyes of Shang Ji Moting.
She wanted to escape.
However, before she could make a move, the tall figure leaned down, and as a result, her lips were conquered.
She couldn't avoid it.
can only be forced to endure.
She knew the beast of Ji Moting. desire, she is afraid that she will have to be eaten and wiped clean by this devil.
Thinking of this, Yan Shu became more and more unwilling.
She wanted to rebel.
But under Ji Moting's brute force, her struggle was almost like tickling.
Just as she was resigned to her fate, the suffocating feeling of being encroached upon suddenly withdrew from her.
Ji Moting didn't do it?!
Yan Shu's lips were red and swollen from the kiss, and a pair of apricot eyes looked at Ji Moting fiercely, if it weren't for the disparity in strength between the two parties.
She really wants to tie up Ji Moting, this bastard!
"Shu, don't make me angry. Ji Moting's dark inky eyes looked at Yan Shu.
It's like looking at a private property.
Yan Shu turned around, pulled the quilt, and covered his face, looking like he didn't want to talk to him.
Ji Moting's brows moved, and then he left with straight and slender legs.
Yan Shu was lying on the familiar bed, covered with a familiar quilt, which gave her the illusion that she had never escaped at all.
It's like going back to a previous life.
She unconsciously reached out to her stomach.
I couldn't help but think of the dream just now, and remembered the touch of the kiss in the dream.
She suddenly wanted to know the one in her dream.
Why do you like Ji Moting.
Yan Shu fell asleep again in a daze.
Downstairs.
"Let go of me! Let go of me! Ji Moting, why are you arresting me, I'm your second uncle!"
The fangs mask on Ji Moting's face was extra hideous under the illumination of the light, and he sat on the sofa in the living room, his legs folded at will, like an unattainable king.
And in front of him was Ji Jin who was kneeling.
"Ten lashes. ”
Ji Moting's cold eyes swept at him, and Han Du, who was standing behind him, stepped forward and took out a whip with scales.
Pumped on Ji Jin mercilessly.
Suddenly.
"Ahh
A wail rang out.
Ji Jin looked at Ji Moting fiercely, "Ji Moting, why don't you die like a brute.... Yes..... Why don't you die. ”
"Ten more lashes. ”
Han didn't speak, but the movements in his hands were faster and more ruthless.
With each whip, you can hear the sound of the skin opening and the flesh blooming, coupled with the scales on the whip, as the whip pierces deeply into the flesh with the force, driving every pain nerve.
"You can't die well, you can't die well, Ji Moting, this brute, I'm the second uncle, the old man can't ...... Ahh
A quarter of an hour later.
Ji Jin became a bloody man, lying on the ground, dying.
Ji Moting got up from the sofa, walked next to Ji Jin, and grabbed his chin with one hand, "Give you another chance, who is the person who colluded with you?"
Ji Jin's bloodshot eyes glared at him fiercely, "Ji Moting, if you have the ability, kill me, otherwise when I find an opportunity, I will definitely make you cut ..... with a thousand knives."
Click!
Ji Jin's jaw was directly broken.
"Throw it to the torture chamber. ”
"Yes. Han Du stepped forward, took Ji Jin's back collar and left.
There was blood on the ground.
But immediately a servant came and mopped it up.
As if nothing had happened.
"Thunderbolt!"
Suddenly, Lu Shaoqing's voice roared at the door.
"How can you get out of the hospital, do you know the injury on your back..... Hurt ......"
Lu Shaoqing's angry face instantly froze when he came into contact with Ji Moting's gaze.
Ji Moting just glanced at it lightly, "Anything else?"
Lu Shaoqing stood straight, his eyes were still a little urgent, and after some confusion, he couldn't help but speak, "Master Ting, you take your body leisurely, if you fall one day, have you ever thought about what the Ji family should do, even if you don't want the Ji family, then you should always think about Xiao Shushu, if you are gone, she will have to follow the wild man..... No, no, no, there is no wild man, Xiao Shushu can only be yours, yours!"
He retreated again and again, if he hadn't changed his words at the end, he felt that he would have been killed by Thunder Ye's eye knife no more than a hundred times!
But what he said was true.
Thunder Ye really doesn't care about his body!
Thinking of the car accident at that time, if Han Du's secret guard who secretly protected Ting Ye appeared, the consequences would be really unimaginable.
But it only punctured the tires and slowed down the car.
And the car really hit Thunder.
Both ribs were broken.
Obviously, he had to stay in bed for at least half a month to recuperate, but this person was discharged from the hospital in three days!
He'd never seen anything so bad.
Besides, Xiao Shushu was arrested by him, what is he anxious about!
By the way, little Shushu!?
"Master Ting, is Xiao Shushu awake?"
Lu Shaoqing suddenly sounded another protagonist.
Although Xiao Shushu was protected by Tingye in his arms, he still suffered the impact and was in a coma all the time.
But he was brought back to the Ji family by Ting Ye early.
He is still not in a small situation.
"She woke up. Ji Moting's eyes swept upstairs with extremely dark colors, gently rubbing his fingertips, as if there was still a scorching temperature on it.
Lu Shaoqing glanced at Ji Moting's face and considered his lines, "I can go and see ......"
"She slept. ”
"Since you're asleep, forget it......" Lu Shaoqing scratched his nose.
I couldn't help muttering in my heart, I just said that I woke up, but I said that I fell asleep again.
You can't even look at it.
Sure enough, the thunderbolt is still the same thunderbolt.
He silently gave Xiao Shu Shuju a handful of bitter tears.
Then he secretly glanced at Ji Moting, saw his pale lips under the fangs and mask, and walked over, "Since I'm here, let's check it for you, Xiao Shushu won't run, you don't need to stare at it every day." ”
Ji Moting didn't resist this time, and glanced at Lu Shaoqing twice.
Lu Shaoqing knew that this was agreed.
Hurriedly took the person to the medical room.
This is Ji Moting's private villa, which is very large and has all the facilities, and in order to deal with his irritability, a medical room was specially established.
Although it is said to be a medical room, it is actually similar to a small hospital.
Lu Shaoqing asked him to go to the bed first and lie on his stomach, lifted his clothes, and when he looked at the white gauze soaked in blood, he still couldn't help but say, "Master Ting, didn't I tell you not to move violently, why did the wound on your back collapse, if you go on like this, you really have to explain your little life......"
"Noisy. ”
Ji Moting's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he spit out indifferently.
Moment.
Lu Shaoqing stopped talking, and the ones in his hands became even more numb.