Chapter 230

It's not like it's fake.

Luo Luo didn't expect that Mo Leng Qing saw that he would react like this.

She looked in the mirror, in the mirror this face is very Ye Ling, the similarity has reached 90%.

It's no wonder that Mo lengqing takes himself as Ye Ling.

Don't push away Mo Leng Qing, Luo Luo is hooking his neck, crooked head, smile, smile aloof, at the same time the eye bottom is covered with a layer of frost.

"Lengqing, it's me."

"It's you! You're back! " Mo lengqing is holding her charming and delicate facial features, and her thick fingers are gently sketching her facial outline, touching her little by little, like taking care of something fragile and precious.

In front of this scene, like a dream.

This scene is the scene that appears in Mo lengqing's dream countless times.

He has dreamt about it countless times, so is this also a dream?

"Am I dreaming?" Mo lengqing lost his voice and murmured. His deep eyebrows and eyes looked at her deeply. His eyes seemed to carry thousands of stars, shining, gentle and quiet, which made people want to indulge in it.

Being held in his face like this, Luo Luo had the illusion of being deeply loved.

She clearly knew that it could only be an illusion.

When he came back to himself, Luo Luo sniffed, "what do you say? "

Mo lengqing gazed at this face deeply. He held her face and gazed at her eyebrows. Finally, he bent over and kissed her.

Luo fell unconscious resistance, struggling.

Feeling her resistance and uneasiness, Mo lengqing's action is extremely gentle and loving, like caring for the most precious art.

His kiss is like a gurgling water across the moss on the stone, or like a dragonfly skimming water.

The action is gentle and soft.

Gradually, Luo Luo's struggle has become a little weak.

She even wanted to go down with him.

Aware of her obedience, Mo lengqing's warm palms clasped Luo Luo Luo's back of the head, bent over and aggravated the kiss.

Different from the gentle doting just now, he is aggressive this time.

It was like pouring all his feelings, like worrying that she would leave again. His kisses were deep and heavy, and his lips and teeth were getting stronger and stronger.

Luo Luo even tasted a touch of blood.

The past is floating in my heart, and the sweet, happy, joyful and happy pictures are intertwined in front of me.

But in a flash, all the pictures in front of me fade out like a slide. In the end, only the picture of Mo lengqing wearing a surgical suit, holding a scalpel, aiming at her heart is left.

The bottom of my heart is in pain.

Pain, sadness, like overwhelming hit, crazy shouting.

Lolo felt that every capillary of her blood was painful.

She hooks the neck of the ink cold engine, body a force, anti guest, directly put the ink cold engine under the body.

She responded to him with the same strength.

The more they kiss, the harder they are. The more they kiss, the more crazy they are.

The smell of blood between the lips and teeth became more and more intense. We could not tell whether it was her or his.

It's still a long night.

The two figures hugged each other tightly

Afterwards, Mo lengqing hugs Luo Luo and sleeps deeply.

Seeing that he had fallen asleep, Luo Luo got up from the bed, glanced at the bright red dried blood on the bed, and mocked himself.

She got up and got out of bed. As soon as her toes touched the ground, the tingling came from her body. Luo Luo almost stood unsteadily.

Biting his teeth, Luo Luo put up with the pain, packed up his clothes, took off the makeup on his face and left.

The next morning, through the luxurious and exquisite black lace European curtains, the moon's sunlight was directly on the kingsize bed.

Ink cold Qing long eyelashes micro motion, he slowly opened his eyes.

Last night's chaotic memory poured into my mind, so real, not like a dream.