This is also the first time Chu Jin has raised a white tiger and has no experience.

To be honest, it was the first time she had seen such a cowardly White Tiger.

The courage is as big as a cat.

"Old Mo," Chu Jin raised his eyes and looked at Mo Zhixuan and threw the question to him, "Are you sure this is a white tiger?"

Following Mo's father, another new nickname.

Age is a flaw.

Especially the age of death when you see the light.

Mo Zhixuan put down his chopsticks, touched his forehead helplessly, turned his head to look at Chu Jin, "When did I have lied to you? By the way, I have to go abroad for something these days, and it is not convenient to turn on your phone. Be careful at home alone and try to avoid contact with strangers, especially strangers wearing black clothes and hats."

If the situation was not special, he would never have disappeared at this time.

Who knows what that lunatic Xuanyuan Shangchen would do during the period when he disappeared.

Black clothes and hat.

Chu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, and any important information flashed through her mind, fleeting and not grasping anything.

"When will you leave?" Chu Jin looked up at him.

"The plane tomorrow afternoon." Mo Zhixuan reached out and lit a cigarette, held it at the corner of his mouth, swallowing clouds and sniffing mist. The distinctive facial features instantly hid under a piece of smoke, looming and very hazy.

Chu Jin looked at him and continued, "Then I'll give it to you." It just so happened that nothing happened tomorrow afternoon.

"No," Mo Zhixuan bounced the ashes, and there was no expression in his deep phoenix eyes. He leaned over and rubbed her head, and said in a low tone, "You are good at home, just don't worry me."

It's not like going out, so how could she really give it to her?

There are some dangers, he can just face them alone, and he must not let her get involved.

This extremely yin night is different from every previous one.

Even he himself didn't know whether he could pass through it safely.

The mood is a bit complicated.

Once a person has concern, he will be afraid of death.

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would never see her again.

God gave him hope and disappointed him at the same time.

"When did I worry you?" Chu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly and asked back.

"Of course," Mo Zhixuan snatched Yan and reached out to her neck. The delicate face as jade was immediately enlarged in front of the man's eyes. He looked closer and saw that there was almost no flaw on the man's fair skin, perfect, as tender and smooth as milk.

"I want to worry more than worrying..." The man's cold breath sprayed in his ears, his voice low, and the last two words were spoken seriously by him, just like he was doing a routine business.

From his seriousness, I could not imagine how rascal he had just said.

Thin lips slightly cool.

Breathing smoothly.

"Old Mo, are you igniting the fire?" Chu Jin turned his back, gently lifting his jaw and opening his red lips lightly.

Be a hooligan.

Who can't?

She couldn't sit still and wait for death. She was flirted by Mr. Mo every time, and this time she had to flirt back.

It looked a little bright and a little cold, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and the dimples were shallow, as if they were about to suck someone in.

Mr. Mo's eyes flashed.

There is a kind of person in this world who is connected to you. No matter when, she can surprise you.

She can illuminate your world.

"I need me to help you put out the fire?" Mr. Mo reached out and held her tender horns, pulled it gently, and the world rotated. In an instant, she sat on his lap.

Ambiguous posture.

The nose is full of tobacco smell exclusively to men.

The temperature on his body seemed to be lower than before, like the deep ice in the cold winter. In this midsummer, it gave people a very comfortable feeling. Chu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, reached out to hook his neck, looked at him, and curled his mouth slightly, "How do you want to kill it?"

"What do you think?" The man reached out and grabbed the back of her head, and kissed her thin lips against her red lips. He was more domineering than ever before, making people unable to resist.

A deep kiss, a collision between teeth, and an interweaving of tongue and tongue.

fierce.

The two seemed to be trying to decide the winner in this kiss.

Mr. Mo's eyes were gradually deepening, and the ink color in his eyes was rich. He was not satisfied with such a kiss, and his hands began to become dishonest, slowly covering the softness on the girl's chest. The slender fingertips were like electricity. The softness under the palm could be transformed into any shape at will. Men have never learned anything in this way.

In another villa.

Ling Que sat on the sand like this, Chu Jin walked in from outside the door with two cups of hot milk, and said with a smile on his face, "Ling Que, I cooked hot milk, do you want to drink a cup?"

"No, thank you." Ling Que refused directly.

"You just got wet from the rain and are feeling uncomfortable. Let's drink a glass of milk to warm up," Chu Jin handed the milk to Ling Que.

Ling Que raised his eyes and looked at her, then raised his hand to take it. I don’t know if it was because Chu Jin didn’t hold it firmly or Ling Que didn’t take it, but a cup of hot milk sprinkled on Ling Que’s body.

Bang-

The weak glass fell to the ground and fell into pieces.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..." Chu Jin looked helpless and rushed out the diameter and wiped the milk stains on Ling Que's body.

Ling Que looked at her thoughtfully, and a light flashed in her eyes. Then she said with concern, "I didn't take it firmly, it has nothing to do with you. How about it, it's not hot, right?"

This book is from Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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