Vol 4 Chapter 609:

She forgot to respond for a while, her mind was chaotic, her reason seemed to be stirred into a paste, a sticky piece. She had never heard Mo Ye say this, and in her cognition, Mo Ye would not say that. if.
In an instant, it seemed that when I returned to the mountain, Anthony was in front of her, not Mo Ye. If you heard such words from Anthony's mouth, it would not be uncommon. The man was a bit ugly, but Mo Ye...
His heart jumped uncontrollably, he hugged it tightly, his arms tightened tightly against her, and she was firmly embedded in his arms. The iron arms seemed to have infinite strength and could give her everlasting dependence. She could count his heartbeat clearly, this generous and warm feeling, she had owned it, and had some attachment, but...
How can he still fall in love with him after such a thing?
How can she be worthy of the undead in heaven?
Where did he put her back?
When she wanted to love him well, he was pushed away by him again. Why did he ever think about her position and whether what he did hurt her again.
Mo Ye, do you really miss me?
you're lying!
Eleven gritted his teeth, held back the pain in his heart, said coldly, "Let me go!"
She didn't like to threaten people, but the muzzle made a fierce blow to his abdomen, warning him to shoot if he didn't let go, she thought Mo Ye would let her go, who would have expected him to hold him tighter.
"Don't let it go!" The man's fierce voice rang in his ear, slightly annoyed, and asked her, "Eleven, when you shot at me, I thought that maybe you lost, and I will die."
Speaking of the past, there is a fear in Eleven's heart, but... "I really wanted that shot to kill you like that, and there will not be so many things in the future, and I don't have to face today's dilemma, Mo Ye, How can you……"
"It's not me!" Mo Ye shouted suddenly, clasping Eleven's shoulders, and facing her eyes straight, he was flustered, and was also wronged, distrustful anger, "Not me!"
"Isn't you? It's not you who has the ability to order the Mafia? You have done everything, denying what to do at this moment?" Eleven's face was cold, and a little bit of hatred showed in the condensation of his eyes.
Mo Ye looked at her deadly, her emotions rolled over, her mouth full of bitterness, she was really self-inflicted, and she couldn’t live. It was he who distrusted her so much, he sighed weakly, "What are you blaming me? Did you reveal the information or order to seize it?" Your territory? Eleven, who revealed the information I don’t know, but can seize your territory. If the mafia does not seize, arms dealers in the Middle East will seize the same as the gangs. Once they start, they will be cruel, the result is the same ."
"So, do you think you have been right?" Eleven sneered, staring at him angrily.
Mo Ye suddenly felt powerless, she had determined that he had done it, he said that it was useless, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he suddenly discovered that his eleventh seemed to recover, because eleven always wore a mask There are very few people who show their true colors. Mo Ye is accustomed to knowing her by feeling, and not looking at her face. After all, she knows that it is just a skin.
After talking for so long, he suddenly discovered that Eleven did not wear a mask, nor was he as thin as a bone in the past, his face was rounded, and it looked better. He was happy in his heart, and her body was finally recovered. .
Half a year ago, on the mountain, the tentacles were all bones. Now that she sees her rounded, he is irresistibly happy in his heart, and he said unanswered, "Eleven, you seem to be fat."
There was a special wooden smile in the speech.
Eleven glared, not upset in her heart, she just asked him if she didn't answer, even said she was fat? Angrily in her heart, she pushed her elbow his chest. Fortunately, Mo Ye responded quickly and flashed away. The body of the two also separated, and her eleven face was slightly red.
Mo Ye chuckled. Under the light, the man's smile seemed to hide endless spoiling. When he looked at her with a focused eye, he seemed to look at a piece of treasure. Such a unique pampering of spoiling seems that every girl can't resist.
"Sorry, I shouldn't say you are fat, you should say that you look better." Mo Ye changed his voice quickly, still with a light smile in his eyes, in fact, he would rather stay longer at this moment, let him more Enjoy it, there is air in her.
She was at a touchable place, and he was very excited in this kind of cognition.
"Shut up, who told you this?" Eleven clenched his fists.
Mo Ye's eyes fell lightly on her gun and asked faintly, "Do you really want to kill me?"
"Aren't you it?" Eleven asked with a sneer, wanting to kill him, and really wanted to, especially when he heard that they don't seize, others would seize the theory, even though he knows what he said is fact, he can't help it Live anger, hate.
How dare he speak so eloquently, as if nothing had happened, how could he?
If he had previously disclosed information, the war would not have happened at all.
"Eleven, my mother was injured and has been unconscious, but the housekeeper was afraid that she might have a loss, so I informed our brother that I just woke up and wanted to find you, but I received the news of her injury the next day. Mo Ju immediately rushed over, and I wanted to wait for you when I came back, but I lived on the island for three days. Birmingham could not reach us. When we returned, the first terrorist organization and the United Nations in the Middle East The war has come to an end, and at this point I am too late to do anything." Mo Ye Shen Sheng said, he was proud, never explained anything to a person, other people did not believe him, then at random, he did not need to care about how others think of him, but……
Eleven, no, never!
There were too many misses between him and her, and he had hurt her too much. He dared not have any further failures, fearing that her heart would get deeper and deeper, and would not let him come closer, and he did not want to chase He ran all over the world.
Compared with losing eleven, this pride is nothing.
As long as she can stop her from hating, don't get him wrong, everything is worth it.
Eleven was stunned and looked at him deeply, Mo Ye was a little annoyed. He all explained, did she still believe it? Annoyed and annoyed, but also very helpless. He really could clearly feel that he was so wrong before. He loved Meng Lianying, and everything followed her, but she never challenged him to the limit of his patience.
The only person who had indulged was her. What she did was allowed in his eyes.
Even if he killed him, he had no more anger, no more annoyance, no more hate, as long as she was willing to speak to him, everything had disappeared.
"Eleven, my mother, you also know"

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