Chapter 286

Pinch the time to come to the place with the ink cold engine, Lingye suddenly feel a little nervous, the heart is anxious and beating fast.

She couldn't help raising her hand and touching her cheek. She didn't know what kind of reaction he would have when she appeared in front of Mo lengqing as Ye Ling again?

Ling yeshen takes a breath and pushes open the door of Mo lengqing's house.

The porch had already prepared the slippers, Lingye changed them quickly, came in and began to look at the scenery, things, flowers and trees in the house.

It's all familiar pictures.

Ling night's heart smoked to smoke, last life she is and Mo Leng Qing live together here.

There is a bamboo chair on the balcony with soft cushions.

What she loved most at that time was to lean on the couch and chat with Mo lengqing.

Through the spacious living room came to the balcony, did not see the familiar reclining chair, but saw a familiar back leaning on the balcony.

The faint smell of tobacco wafted along the air from the balcony.

Ling night sighed tone, light voice shout a way: "Mo Leng Qing."

The straight figure on the edge of the balcony is stiff. Mo lengqing turns around and shrinks his pupils. He looks at Lingye in disbelief.

In his eyes, shock, joy, bitterness, countless emotions mixed.

He opened his mouth, raised his hand and fell down again. His voice was so light that he could hardly hear: "Ye Ling..."

Ling night inexplicably feel a sour heart, tears almost can't stop burst into my eyes.

She quickly closed her eyes and pressed down the astringency of the fundus. When she opened them again, her eyes were clear again.

"Ye Ling..."

Mo Leng Qing rushes up and hugs Ling Ye tightly. He pressed hard, but his arms trembled violently.

It has been several years, and he has never been so emotional again.

"Ye Ling."

Mo lengqing greedily sniffs the smell of Lingye, like a terminally ill addict.

Lingye's heart convulsed violently.

Her chin leans on the man's shoulder, the whole person is surrounded by thick breath, she can even clearly feel the shivering range of Mo lengqing.

His feelings for Ye Ling almost did not hide.

But Didn't he make everything?

Ling night heart a horizontal, fierce hand pushed away the ink cold engine.

She looks at Mo Leng Qing, her eyes are cold, her words are like a sharp knife, knife by knife, mercilessly gouging out Mo Leng Qing's heart.

Dripping blood flowing wantonly.

"Mr. Mo, you remember me."

The face of Mo Leng Qing immediately brushes white.

"No more." He fiercely leaned over Lingye and pressed her heavily on the balcony railing, grinding her lips like self abuse.

The strength of holding Ling Ye's back on her hand is gradually increasing, as if to rub her into her own blood.

Just before Lingye felt that she was about to be smothered by the kiss, the pressure on her body suddenly relaxed.

Mo Leng Qing still hugs her waist, but her strength is lighter.

He gently rubbed her hair, trance, as if trapped in some kind of memory unable to extricate himself: "Ye Ling, I miss you very much, from you left every minute, every second, all the time..."

The man's low voice in the ear said again moving love words.

Ling night only feel deeply ironic.

She fiercely raised her hand and pressed the place where Mo lengqing had been stabbed by herself. She said with a smile: "will you miss me, too?"

"Ye Ling..."

"Shh Lingye raised her hand against his lips.

Their bodies are very close to each other, and their gentle breathing gradually blends with each other.

"I know what you think." Her other hand gradually downward, slowly one by one of the release of his shirt button.

Ink cold Qing looking at her, eyes color gradually dye deep, like a Wang can't rise waves of the pool.

Finally, before Lingye wants to untie the belt of her pants, Mo lengqing holds her hand.

He took a deep breath and looked at Ling Ye. His eyes reflected her small face: "Ye Ling, you come to me for this?"

Ling night gently smile, stand on tiptoe, red lips suddenly kiss ink cold Qing's Adam's apple: "is not you let me come to you? Isn't that why you asked me to come to you? "

Is there any room for conversation between us other than this relationship?

"Ye Ling!" Mo Leng holds her and strides towards the living room.

The door of the balcony was slapped against.

Ling night just feel a whirl, the whole person was thrown on the soft sofa, she did not have time to exclaim, the man's rich breath will cover up.

Dense kisses from her neck began to fall, slowly up, in turn kiss her chin, and finally stop on the lip.

Ling night closed her eyes to respond to the kiss of Mo lengqing.A moment of confusion in my heart, I don't know if I should continue to sink.

The rough palm of the man flexibly passes through her coat and rubs on her smooth back. The temperature of the palm is amazing.

Lingye's back gradually turned into a series of goose bumps.

She twisted her body uneasily and murmured the name of Mo lengqing: "Mo lengqing..."

The pressure on the body suddenly lightened.

Ling night opens eyes, see Mo lengqing don't know when to stand up.

He looked at her with a dim look.

Eyeground is like a repressive beast, crazy want to break through the confinement of reason, rampant desire.

"Ye Ling, let's talk about it."

Mo Leng Qing closed his eyes and opened them again, saying word by word.

Lingye stands up with the armrest of the sofa.

She straightened a little messy skirt, show a smile: "you don't want to do this?"

"Ye Ling!"

Mo lengqing called her impatiently.

He was very afraid of the Ye Ling with such expression, who seemed to leave him at any time.

"I will help you save the orange, but ye Ling, we need to have a good talk." Ink cold engine looking at Ling night, eventually slowed down the tone.

Ling night seems to hear the world's best joke in general, chuckled.

She looked at Mo lengqing, and her eyes were full of mockery: "Mo lengqing, we have nothing to talk about, either do it or see you again."

"Ye Ling..."

"Don't call me by my name. I just hate that I didn't stab deep enough." Ling night raises a hand to order the position of a little mo Leng Qing's heart, "if a little deeper, I also can be regarded as a big revenge, isn't it?"

Mo Leng Qing is silent for a long time, hoarse voice: "you so hate me?"

"Yes Ling Ye opened his eyes, "I wish I could eat meat and bones."

The flame of hope in the eyes of Mo Leng Qing was put out by the cold water in this pocket.

"Good." He picked up the sharp Swiss knife on the tea table, put it into Ling Ye's hand, and pointed to his heart, "Ye Ling, I'll give you this opportunity to pierce in..."

"Don't you think I dare?"

Mo lengqing looks at her silently.

Ling Ye's hand holding the Swiss knife trembles violently. She looks at Mo lengqing's plain look, bites her teeth, and stabs his heart with a fierce knife.

The tip of the knife pierces into the skin, but Ling Ye feels that her whole body's strength seems to have been drained. Her hand trembles more and more, and there is a sign that she can't hold the knife.

"Force, Ye Ling!" Mo Leng Qing suddenly composed voice way.

He looked at Lingye, his eyes were dark and deep, like a pool that could not be seen to the end.

In the deepest part of the darkness, there seems to be some emotion, which is constantly turning and worshiping. It seems that as long as it is inadvertently, it will no longer be suppressed, just like a huge wave, surging out.

"Ye Ling, don't you want revenge?" Mo Leng Qing stares at Ling Ye's eyes and says word by word.

Lingye's hand is still shaking.

Her lips were dry and bitter, and she tried to stab the heart of Mo lengqing with her hand. However, the sharp Swiss knife seemed to stab herself.

All the air in her chest seemed to evaporate.

The feeling of suffocation slowly spread from the bottom of my heart, slowly spread all over her four limbs.

It's depressing and painful for her.

"Don't make me..." Lingye shakes her head and blurs her eyes.

Why can't she do it?

Clearly The pain of my last life is all given by this person.

Every time she dreams back in the middle of the night, she feels her heart pumping.

But why can't she do it?

Clearly, as long as this knife stabs deeper, she will be able to extricate herself.

"I didn't force you." Mo Leng Qing suddenly holds Ling Ye's hand and controls the blade on her hand to stabilize, "you are forcing me."

He looked at her: "Ye Ling, if you can't pierce this knife, it means you still love me, don't you? You can't do it, can you? "

"No It's not No

"Then push!" Mo lengqing said, holding Ling night's hand fiercely.

Web!

The blade of the cold light was more than two points to Mo lengqing's chest, and a dense sweat came out on his forehead.

Ling Ye suddenly stunned, she opened her eyes, hot tears down her cheek.

"Don't cry..." The man's voice was low and weak. He raised his hand to touch Lingye's cheek.

Ling Ye suddenly released his hand and ran out of the door.

Outside, I don't know when it started pouring rain, thunder roaring, big raindrops crackling on the asphalt pavement of the street.

Ling yetuoli squats down and buries his face in his knees. Finally, he can't control it any more and cries loudly.