Slag Gong accuses Bai Yueguang of being chaotic and abandoned

How did Mo Xiaofeng know that Hong Tingyun's mental journey was so difficult, he just put on his clothes, and his fingers touched his shoulder, which was painful and numb, and he knew without looking at it that he must have left another tooth mark.

Mo Xiaofeng secretly scolded Hong Tingyun, this guy is really a wolf dog, and I will definitely not let him have a better time next time, but when he turned around and took a step, the other party raised his hand and grabbed the hem of his shirt.

"Wait a minute!"

As soon as Mo Xiaofeng turned his head, he heard "哗哗" twice in succession. Hong Tingyun's hands were so strong that he even pulled the buttons on his clothes to pieces!

Mo Xiaofeng's face became a little bit uneasy when he was stunned. He said that he would not do it today, Hong Tingyun was a bit too much.

But Hong Tingyun frowned tightly at this time, and his eyes were fixed on himself. Mo Xiaofeng followed Hong Tingyun's line of sight, and as soon as he lowered his head, he saw smooth skin exposed under the skirt that was torn apart by the other party.

It turned out that as he got up, his shirt slipped away, and the bruise on his waist was also exposed, and Hong Tingyun happened to be watching him right now.

The light was too dark before, and Hong Tingyun didn't pay attention, and the two of them just comforted each other just now, so they didn't take off their clothes until the end.At this moment, the lights are brightly lit everywhere, and the bruises and scars on Mo Xiaofeng's body are clearly seen!

Although Mo Xiaofeng used recovery potions and analgesics, it would take time for the injury to completely subside.That knife might have been accompanied by a slight bone fracture, and it has only been a few hours now, at least it will not subside a lot until the afternoon.

At this moment, the blood stasis began to spread, and half of the waist was covered with bruises. Although it looked a little scary, Mo Xiaofeng didn't feel much pain.Most of the strength was blocked by the body armor before, which can be said to be negligible compared to those suffered by combat troops.

But looking at Hong Tingyun's shocked gaze, Mo Xiaofeng felt guilty and hurriedly pulled his clothes back to cover them up. He lost three points in his aura for a moment. He really didn't want Hong Tingyun to worry about this.

"I've rubbed the medicine and took the medicine, and I should feel better in the afternoon. It's just that it doesn't hurt when it looks scary. Don't worry. I..."

Hong Tingyun's eyes became darker and darker, and his eyes were too gloomy. Mo Xiaofeng himself became weak and silent after talking.

Hong Tingyun pulled him back, he sat on the bed with his head up, and gently stroked Mo Xiaofeng's waist with his palm.Mo Xiaofeng was not in a hurry to take a bath anymore, and stood in front of the person politely to let him see enough.

Hong Tingyun suddenly remembered the scene of the knife falling on yesterday. His heart was in his throat at the time, but when he saw Mo Xiaofeng jumping around alive and kicking, he really thought that Mo Xiaofeng just cut his clothes to hide, but he didn't expect that. He really hit the mark with a knife.

With such a large bruise and bandages on his hands, if he didn't wear the bulletproof vest, would it mean that they would be separated at this moment, or would it be that he no longer has a wife?

Hong Tingyun pulled Mo Xiaofeng's sleeve tighter and tighter, his fingers trembling uncontrollably, as if the man would disappear if he let go.His backlash came back again, but more of it was self-blame.

If it weren't for being his bodyguard, this guy wouldn't be hurt like this, all of this is because of him!

"Xiao Feng."

"Ah."

Hong Tingyun hung his head and called him softly, Mo Xiaofeng responded, but he didn't wait for the next article for a long time.Just as he was about to touch this guy's head again, his outstretched hand was pulled off by the other party. Hong Tingyun raised his head to look at him, and said with red eye circles.

"Take off your clothes."

"Uh?"

Mo Xiaofeng was taken aback for a moment, then felt that he couldn't keep up with this guy's brain circuit.But Hong Tingyun's subordinates didn't stop at all, they grabbed the clothes behind him with their backhands, and peeled them off as soon as they exerted force!

Brutely pulling the fabric, it hurt his arm, there was a sound of tearing silk, and a sleeve was torn apart, but Hong Tingyun was not willing to stop, and even reached out to pull the zipper of his trousers on his own !

The person who was so docile in the bed before really exploded this time, the blood from Mo Xiaofeng's whole body rushed straight to his forehead, his face was as red as a monkey's butt, he grabbed his trouser waist tightly to prevent this guy from continuing, his eyes were ashamed famous!

"Hong Tingyun! Stop making trouble! The servants are all up, someone will come in later!"

Just as he was talking, Mo Xiaofeng heard the sound of sweeping the floor from the yard downstairs, and there seemed to be someone talking vaguely. It was obvious that the night had passed and it was dawn.

Mo Xiaofeng nervously looked in the direction of the balcony, as if wanting to confirm if he had heard it wrong, such a panicked and resisting appearance made Hong Tingyun even more depressed.

He got up and grabbed Mo Xiaofeng's palm, pulling him towards a wall beside him.

Hong Tingyun stretched out his hand and pushed, and the wall turned around and opened a door. Hong Tingyun grabbed the opponent and pushed hard, Mo Xiaofeng staggered, and the phone slipped out of his hand, and he was pushed into a dark claustrophobia middle.

"Snapped!"

As the switch was turned on, the surrounding lights immediately lit up.

Mo Xiaofeng looked up at the top of his head in surprise, and then looked around, only to realize that this was actually a cloakroom.

The space here is not as big as Mo Xiaofeng's room in Qingping Building. It is hidden behind the wall and made an independent design to hide the door. Mo Xiaofeng has been with Hong Tingyun for almost a month. He really doesn't know that there is still room in the room. There are such places.

Hong Tingyun doesn't seem to live in the old house often, and doesn't use it much. The air in the cloakroom is not very circulated, and there is a strong fragrance in the somewhat stuffy air, which is similar to the faint scent of Hong Tingyun. The fragrance is exactly the same.

Hong Tingyun seldom uses perfume, and basically uses it in the fumigation closet, and some of the clothes will be stained.At this moment, the smell in the air was as strong as it had accumulated for centuries, as if it had a pervasive aggressiveness, invading Mo Xiaofeng's breath and entering every corner of his body.

Lemon, lotus leaf and green pepper, mixed with a good-smelling aquatic mint, and the base note is a scent of white musk.

Surrounded by this smell, Mo Xiaofeng felt as if he had stepped into Hong Tingyun's private domain, his whole body was enveloped in it, even the air spit out from his lungs was his smell.

There are cabinets all around, and most of the cabinet doors are designed with mirror surface, with transparent glass and wood carvings, the whole cloakroom is very beautiful.The overhead light and the contour light on the cabinet door will make the light in the whole room layer upon layer, which turns out to be the effect of a shadowless lamp.

Mo Xiaofeng's shirt was hanging loosely on his arms, and his upper body just stood in the middle of the small room, without his shadow on the snow-white carpet.And in the surrounding mirrors, they just looked at each other quietly, reflecting their figures.

"No one will see it now, take off your clothes and let me see."

Hong Tingyun's eyes were still dark and gloomy, looking at Mo Xiaofeng almost sullenly, he couldn't help speaking with an orderly tone, not allowing the latter to refuse anything.

Well, he can watch it if he wants, it's not a big deal.This son of a bitch is still the kind who can't be coaxed right now, so there's no need for me to quarrel with him over this kind of thing.

Mo Xiaofeng reached out and took off his shirt, and casually folded it on the long shoe bench behind him.

"And pants."

Hong Tingyun watched his movements, and ordered again, and Mo Xiaofeng still obeyed obediently.

But Hong Tingyun didn't intend to just let him go.

"all!"

Now, Mo Xiaofeng was in a bit of trouble.

Every time he was on the bed, he would be stripped of his trousers by this guy. Now that he was asked to take it off on his own initiative, Mo Xiaofeng felt somewhat conflicted.

A little exposure made him very insecure, and he was not used to being so naked in front of people, even if that person was Hong Tingyun.

But Hong Tingyun became anxious, and the little wolf dog's hair stood up all over, as if he wanted to see how he was hurt before he felt relieved.If I don't fulfill his wish today, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this room.

Mo Xiaofeng sighed and moved his hands, the last layer of fig leaf was also taken off.

Floor heating was turned on throughout Hong's house, and Mo Xiaofeng didn't feel cold when he was naked.But there are mirrors all around, it seems that his shameful appearance is reflected in every corner of the room, and then enters his own eyes, there is no way to avoid it.

Facing Hong Tingyun's undisguised gaze, Mo Xiaofeng felt the temperature of his whole body rising, his cheeks began to flush, and his ears buzzed, gradually turning into a delicious color.He turned his face away in embarrassment, but he happened to see himself in the mirror clearly from the other side!

There was a scattered bruise on the side of the waist, and there were a few bruises on the two forearms. I didn't feel much pain before, but in this bright environment, looking at the color is really scary.

The marks on the neck are gone, but on the collarbone, shoulders, chest, especially the waist and thighs, there are all the hickey marks and bite marks of this guy. Some of the previous ones have faded away, and some are newly left. Shocking.

But before Mo Xiaofeng could think about it, Hong Tingyun had already walked up to him.The wide palm caressed his body and walked on his skin, as if checking every scar on him. The touch of the fingertips was cold, but the skin he touched began to feel faintly hot.

After looking at it from the front, Hong Tingyun turned him around again, and stroked his back with his fingers.As soon as he turned around, Mo Xiaofeng saw the figures of two people in the mirror in front of him, he subconsciously shuddered and quickly closed his eyes.

There was a bunch of messy thoughts in his head that couldn't be lingered, and he couldn't help but tense up, even his breathing became short of breath, and his chest was heaving violently.

The silent atmosphere in the room was almost depressing, while another atmosphere became more and more intense.

After a long while, Hong Tingyun who was behind him suddenly spit out a sentence faintly.

"I don't want you to be my bodyguard anymore."

"what?"

Hong Tingyun's voice was a little hoarse, and his voice was still very soft.It seemed to be talking to Mo Xiaofeng, and it seemed to be talking to himself, but in the space of a few square meters, every word entered Mo Xiaofeng's ears. It's not that he didn't hear clearly, but he couldn't believe it!

His closed eyes suddenly opened, and just as Mo Xiaofeng was about to turn around, the latter had already wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him from behind.

"Your injuries are all because of me. I don't want you to be my bodyguard anymore. I don't want you to get hurt again. I'm afraid..."

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The author has something to say:

If this chapter is locked again, my depression will come out.

I really didn't write anything, which made me look like an old driver, working as a locksmith every day.