Chapter 27: Cover quilt

The glass heart closed his eyes slightly: "You, Qi Mo, the family of Qi family still needs to escape?"
Qi Mo listened to the slightest irony in the heart of the glass. He pulled the heart of the glass and bite it in the neck of the glass heart. The painful glass heart slammed out, but he couldn’t resist it. bite.
Half a ring of Qi Mo Fang let go, looked at the glass heart with a little neck, cold voice: "relaxing vigilance is the beginning of death." And for this kind of black road, the battle is not moving, not that you are Boss can live longer than others, sometimes only more than others, and these, the glass heart that is not mixed with the underworld is not known, although stealing and grabbing only one word difference, but the meaning inside has been far away .
The heart of the glass is full of murderous eyes, but it is not for her. The pain in the neck reminds her that the person in front is a beast, morality, philosophy, and the law cannot restrain him, as long as he wants to be him. Do anything, don't bite your teeth: "You are not afraid that I sold you?"
Qi Mo listened to a bloodthirsty smile, rubbing the scar on his neck and bite, bloody: "As long as you have that skill."
The glass heart is so arrogant that it is so arrogant that you can't help but close your eyes and slowly close your eyes. It is ignorant to irritate the beast. Now you must choose to keep your thoughts.
Qi Mo sees the heart of the glass slowly closing his eyes, a pair of willingness to look like a gentleman, can not help but nodded, sighed through the heart of the glass in his arms, cold road: "Oh obedient, maybe I can consider surviving Life."
The glass heart suddenly burst into surprise, suddenly wanted to look up, but Qi Mo tightly clasped the back of the head, can only bury his head in his neck, could not help but panic, tightly grasped Qi Mo's waist.
Damn, I never thought of myself, I was caught, and the people in the stealing organization must not be able to ask for it. It’s not a big deal to be dug up by the family. I can leave a life because I am It is useful to place your own place, but the situation of the heart is dangerous, and the heart of the glass cannot be cursed.
"You put her, I will listen to you." The heart of the glass that could not be lifted by the back of the brain, the hoarse voice in the neck of Qi Mo, the world has no relatives, the only worry and concern of the world. The meaning of the existence of the heart, not the loved ones are better than the loved ones, is the only color in life.
For a long time, there was no reply. The only one who responded to her was the hand that was tightly wrapped around her waist. The cockroach’s self could not get out of it. The glass heart understood that it was silent and told himself that he did not have the qualification to bargain with him. With the teeth, half whispered: "I listen to you, you don't want to be embarrassed about her." While holding the hand of Qi Mo waist slowly released, hesitated to the waist of Qi Mo.
Didn't reflect, the glass heart saw half an hour passed, and there was no reflection of his Qi Mo. He had acquiescence, but he did not move. What does this mean? I couldn't help but look at Qi Mo's face. It was a slight movement. When I was in the air, I frowned and frowned. I was impatient. "Sleep." The heart of the glass could not help but feel a strange move.
I was depressed all night, lying in the arms of Qimo and dying into the dawn, I found that Qi Mo was just sleeping on the floor, although he took it over, but he used it like a pillow. The heart of the glass is incomprehensible. In the case, I couldn’t resist the call of Zhou Gong, let go of my doubts and worries, and fell into a deep sleep.
The sky was bright, and a cold voice in the master bedroom interrupted the rare silence in the villa. "Get up." The cold voice with suppressed anger and consistent coldness.
The heart of the glass is drowsy, and ignores the noisy noise. The face is unpleasantly buried in the warm pillow. I didn’t sleep well last night, and I was held by the arms of Qimo Steel. Can't move, sleep is so depressed, now sleep is fragrant, who dares to argue, kill him.
"Let go."
It’s noisy, and the wrist is so painful. The glass heart is quite dissatisfied and slowly opens your eyes. The wrist is too painful. It seems to be broken. People wake up when they don’t want to wake up.
Looking up to the side of the side of the cold eyes, the heart of the glass could not help but stunned and blinked, swept his painful wrist, seeing that it was being squeezed in the hand, no wonder so painful, and the other hand is tight Holding the neck of Qi Mo, it’s hard to see that it’s hard to sleep on his own. The glass heart suddenly wakes up a lot, moves the body, everything is coming out yesterday, and the glass heart suddenly let go without any expression. ink.
"When the family, yesterday's things have been investigated clearly, when the family needs to see." The steady voice of the red eagle came from the door, apparently after hearing the sound inside, only to ask for a voice.
Qi Mo frowned and said: "You have full authority."
"Yes, when you are home, today's scheduled trip is to go to Lizhuang. When is the family going to start?" The red eagle responded with a slap in the face, and did not ask what happened yesterday. The scheduled trip today is not to cancel, but directly When asked when to start, it is clear that the character of Qi Mo is very clear, and the strength of Qi Jia is believed.
Qi Mo raised his hand and looked at the watch. Shen Sheng said: "After twenty minutes." After a brief promise, the red eagle’s inaudible footsteps disappeared, and the heart of the glass had already entered the bathroom. It is.
Looking at the rare face and blue marks in the mirror, the glass heart could not help but frown. I patted my cheeks with water and looked at the vast world outside the window. The crisp bird sounds on the distant treetops. The heart of the glass couldn't help but clench her fists. She slammed her fist on the water. She will leave sooner or later, sooner or later.
"Come here." The glass heart washed out of the bathroom, see Qi Mo sitting on the edge of the bed, the hair is ticking the dripping water, the body is only surrounded by a bath towel, nothing, next to the clothes sent, I couldn’t help but walk over and take the towel above. I wiped my hair for Qi Mo. I didn’t learn anything in this life. It’s good to learn.
Qi Mo saw the movement of the glass heart. He clenched his fist in a moment and attacked the past. After a while, he slowly let go. For many years, he was served on the clothes. The head is the most sensitive place. People can touch because it is the weakest place and can't stand any attack.
At this time, the hand of the glass heart is very gentle, gently wiped for him, the natural sensitive body, because last night's sleep and sleep can not produce the alert, but also completely feel the danger, can not help but acquiescence to the heart of the glass move. This book is started by this site, please do not reprint!