That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

"Jiaojiao!!!"

Mo Jinhuai woke up with a start, covered in cold sweat.

He didn't know how long he was in pain and how long he was unconscious.

Both legs seemed to be cut off by Ling Chi, piece by piece, and the pain hit him like overwhelming.

But the pain wasn't what he cared most about.

Thinking of the nightmare just now, Mo Jinhuai clenched his fists.

He saw his baby being violated continuously, he saw Qiao Jiao crying and shouting under another man...

No!That's just a dream, that's not real!

Look at his baby, isn't he all right by his side and guarding him?

Mo Jinhuai stretched out his hand, and stroked the boy's head lying on the edge of the bed, and then he withdrew his hand as if he had been burned.

——This is not his Jiaojiao!

Even if he didn't see the face, but just stroked his hair, he knew that it wasn't his gaudy hair.

Qiao Jiao's hair is so soft and silky, it feels as if it has passed through silk, and the one in front of her...is a luxurious product!

"Jinhuai, are you awake?" Su Zhuanbai raised his face, and saw Mo Jinhuai glaring at him as if he was looking at some monster.

He didn't show it on his face, and he was a little upset in his heart.

Mo Jinhuai is the only light in his life, but if this light always shines on others, leaving only a shadow for him, even if he is a sunflower, he will gradually wither.

Su Zhuanbai couldn't help thinking of Liang Jing again.

What was Liang Jing's expression when he looked at him?

Obsessed, intoxicated...

As long as he takes off his clothes, he can drive a man crazy to the point of losing his mind, and only him is reflected in those eyes...

Mo Jinhuai has never looked at him with that kind of eyes, maybe... Mo Jinhuai gave all of his feelings to Qiao Jiao...

Could it be that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't give him any more?

Su Zhuanbai began to doubt whether his insistence was wrong from the beginning to the end.

But things have developed to this point, it would be a pity not to continue.

And the deal he made with the devil, how can he end it if he wants to?

Su Zhuanbai forced a smile: "Jin Huai, lie down, I'll call the doctor."

Mo Jinhuai did not speak, and turned his gaze to the ceiling, indifferently and coldly.

—For example, when he woke up after a car accident three years ago.

On that day, he lost Qiao Jiao, and now it seems that it is the same.

He was in the hospital, but Qiao Jiao was not by his side.

What was different from three years ago was that he couldn't feel his legs at that time, but today, the pain in his legs has subsided, and he can actually feel the existence of his calves!

Mo Jinhuai tried to move his toes under the quilt, and found that it was really possible.

His legs are healed, not a hallucination.

But he also lost Qiao Jiao again...

When Su Zhebai came back again, hula la followed three people.

Fu Zhe was the attending doctor, and when Mo Jinhuai woke up, he naturally wanted to come to the ward for a checkup.

Mo Jinyu also took Qin Shenghan's arm and leaned in: "Brother! It's a good thing you didn't die!"

As soon as Erbaiwu's younger brother opened his mouth, Mo Jinhuai felt that even if he really died, the coffin probably wouldn't be able to be properly closed.

Fu Zhe is a practical man, so he started to check Mo Jinhuai's legs without saying a word. After a long while, he said in surprise, "How could it be..."

"What?" Mo Jinyu bluffed, "What's wrong with my brother?"

Fu Zhe asked Mo Jinhuai in disbelief: "Mr. Mo, do you feel your legs?"

Mo Jinhuai nodded, but the first question he asked was: "Qiao Jiao..."

"Hi! It's a great joy to feel my leg!" Mo Jinyu interrupted unnaturally, shaking Qin Shenghan's arm, "Brother Sheng Han, my brother's leg is healed, we have to celebrate him well... ..."

"Jinyu, if you want to warm your bed in the cold at night, just let me shut up." Mo Jinhuai's face was as cold as frost.

Mo Jinyu let out a "grumble", swallowed the rest of the words, and hid behind Qin Shenghan like a quail.

"Where did Qiao Jiao go?" Mo Jinhuai asked coldly, this time it was directed at Qin Shenghan.

Qin Shenghan would never disobey him, he gritted his teeth, the scars on his face tightened: "...Go back to Shen's house."

After finishing speaking, he said angrily as if he was puzzled: "Don't worry about him, that treacherous..."

"Shut up too." Mo Jinhuai said grimly.

After Fu Zhe finished the examination, he briefly described the situation: "The legs do show signs of recovery. As for the toxins in the body, we have to do another blood test to know how clear they are."

"Toxin?" Mo Jinhuai grasped the key.

Fu Zhe glanced at Mo Jinyu and Qin Shenghan who didn't want to talk, and explained objectively: "I did a routine blood test for you, and the report showed that there was toxin in your body, and the coma should be a poisoning reaction. As for the leg, it may be accidentally opened after attacking the poison with poison. The blocked blood vessels and nerves are also stimulated, and the possibility of recovery is very high."

"Poisoning..." Mo Jinhuai was thoughtful.

Su Zhuanbai reminded as if he was afraid that the man would not be able to remember: "Jin Huai, please recall carefully, what did you eat that you don't usually eat...the home surveillance captured some pictures..."

Mo Jinhuai raised his eyelids: "What picture?"

Qin Shenghan was in charge of the security work of the Mo family. He was the first to discover the surveillance footage, but he was afraid of irritating Mo Jinhuai. Mo Jinyu told him to hide it if he could, but Su Yubai couldn't fool him when he mentioned it.

Su Zhuanbai couldn't wait to turn around and ask him: "Shouldn't you let Jinhuai take a look at the footage of the crime captured by the surveillance, brother Sheng Han?"

—Mo Jinyu, who was shrinking his neck, suddenly jumped out violently, pointed at Su Xie and scolded: "Believe it or not, I tore your mouth apart? You called Brother Sheng Han! Slut! You just want my brother to see it!" That picture! So that he will be disappointed in Qiao Jiao and spoil you exclusively? Oh, don’t look at yourself! You..."

"That's enough." Mo Jinhuai stopped the two hundred and five younger brothers who had no mastery temperament from continuing to bluff.

"Brother! Xiaojiao, he won't harm you!" Mo Jinyu yelled, "A picture can't explain anything, at least wait until someone is found..."

Qin Shenghan gave him a hand: "Stop talking, Mr. Mo will judge for himself."

Unlike Mo Jinyu, Qin Shenghan didn't have any small friendship with Qiao Jiao, and it was impossible for him to trust Qiao Jiao without reason. When he saw that scene, he was only worthless for his own boss, and felt that Mo Jinhuai's feelings for so many years All fed the dogs.

What could be worse than someone you love trying to kill you?

He turned on the phone and called up the video for Mo Jinhuai to watch.

The man stared at the screen quietly, Bingshan had no expression on his face, making it impossible to see any emotion.

The place where the picture was taken was a small kitchen in Mo's house, a boy wearing a bunny apron was busy doing something in it.

He finally poured the freshly squeezed green vegetable juice into the glass, said something to himself, then took out a small bottle from his trouser pocket, and dripped the unknown liquid into the glass ...

Seeing this, Mo Jinhuai's eyebrows twitched.

"Jinhuai, did you see it! Young Master Qiao, he actually poisoned you!" Su Zhibai added fuel to the fire, "How could he do it? You are so kind to him..." Mo Jinhuai remained silent, He directly took his mobile phone from the bedside table.

He didn't dial Qiao Jiao's number, but directly checked the boy's location.

The result shows that Qiao Jiao is currently in the underground garage of Mo Zhai, no... to be precise, Qiao Jiao's cell phone is there.

Just as he thought.

Qiao Jiao had known for a long time that the mobile phone he gave was equipped with a positioning device, so he dropped the mobile phone before leaving to prevent him from finding it.

Heh... what a smart little thing.

But also stupid.

The silly little thing still regards Shen Yiyuan as his cousin in his heart, thinking that Shen Yiyuan will not hurt him, thinking that he will contact him alone, relying on the past friendship, Shen Yiyuan will not do anything to him after all.

But Shen Yiyuan is a lunatic, would a lunatic do things in a reasonable way?

Mo Jinhuai's cell phone, tightly held in her palm, suddenly vibrated.

He flicked the switch, and a picture popped up on the screen.

The contents of the photo made Mo Jinhuai want to kill if he looked at it any more.

Mo Jinyu, who was standing by the side, also gasped after seeing this photo: "No...impossible..."

The light in the photo is dim, but enough to see clearly.

The boy was lying on his side, his sleeping face was peaceful and pleasant, his cheeks were still flushed, his pink lips were red and attractive at this moment, the quilt covering his body slipped slightly, his round white shoulders were exposed, and his fair chest was also faintly visible. It all shows that the boy is sleeping naked under the quilt at this time...

Also in the picture is a man's hand, which is raw and beautiful, with a cigarette held between the knuckles.

Let H look afterward.

The phone vibrated again, and after only half a ring, Mo Jinhuai connected.

"Hehehe, Mr. Mo seems to be in a hurry..."

Shen Yiyuan's voice came from the phone, it was hoarse and a little lazy, combined with the photo just now, it was very intriguing.

Mo Jinhuai didn't answer, Shen Yiyuan said to himself: "Hey, President Mo is still so quiet."

"Where is Jiaojiao?" Mo Jinhuai asked.

He understands Shen Yiyuan's cunning, he will definitely not let Qiao Jiao stay in Shen's mansion, he will hide him in all likelihood...

Shen Yiyuan laughed again on the phone: "Didn't I send you a location photo out of kindness? Didn't you see it?"

He took a breath: "Your little baby...is in my bed."

"..." Mo Jinhuai's veins popped up on the back of the hand holding the phone.

"You know, right? His taste is so sweet..." Shen Yiyuan said with a low smile, "Tell me, how can I bear it?"

"Let me talk to him." Mo Jinhuai's voice was cold, as if without warmth, making it hard to hear his emotions.

But Shen Yiyuan knew that the man he was talking to was going crazy just by relying on his brain.

He smiled even more happily: "This is impossible, Xiaojiao is tired and fell asleep..."

"Is he usually so easy to be played bad? The standby time is too short, or..." Shen Yiyuan took another breath of cigarettes, and said meaningfully, "Or you, a useless person, can't satisfy him at all, huh?"

He thought he would hear the sound of the other party smashing the phone.

But to Shen Yiyuan's surprise, the man on the phone was about to explode, but after a short silence, he said something that he couldn't think of.

"Pinch the cigarette." Mo Jinhuai ordered in an arrogant tone as always, "Jiaojiao doesn't like this smell."

Shen Yiyuan unexpectedly heard a trace of tenderness from the second sentence.

Do you want to nauseate him to death? !