And she absolutely cannot admit it at this time, otherwise Ji Muhan would definitely ask someone to take her away with him!

Ji Muhan didn't move at all, and he didn't even bother to watch her.

Every time he did something wrong, he pretended to behave like this, and he also saw through her temperament.

Seeing that he ignored him, Mo Xiaoqing subconsciously pursed her lips, then reached out and gently pulled his pants, and continued to say, "Hanhan, my feet hurt, really, I didn't lie to you this time."

Ji Muhan had no choice but to ignore her this time. The initiator kept pulling his pants. As if he ignored her, she would pull his pants down, and her eyebrows hopped.

The Arctic ice and snow between the eyebrows added another layer. She opened her hand mercilessly and glanced at Mo Xiaoqing indifferently. She frowned from time to time. Although she was still smiling, a trace of pain was obviously flashing in her eyes.

I think she really didn't lie to him this time.

Besides, he did not let go of water just now. Unlike when he was on a mission in Yunnan last time, he could tell that she was a girl at a glance, so he left a little strength behind him.

Although he did have a little doubt, how could he think that there would be girls coming in during the joint military exercise, so naturally he would not show mercy. And it was her...

"Hanhan, I feel pain." Mo Xiaoqing answered the question irrelevantly, her big watery eyes blinked at him, "Really, it hurts when you move."

The soft and glutinous, with a hint of sweetness of the spring water is the unique voice of the girl. Although the sound is not loud, it is particularly clear in such a silent deep mountains and forests, like the whispers of lovers, which are extremely clear into his ears.

I don't know when it started, but he couldn't hear her pitiful voice.

Ji Muhan glanced at her ankles with a cold look and turned around without saying a word.

"Hanhan, you really..." Don't care about me anymore?

Before Mo Xiaoqing could finish her words, she saw Ji Muhan bent down with a tall and tall body, so her words naturally ended abruptly and stared at his movements.

"Come up." Ji Muhan said lightly with a cold and nice voice as always, with his back to her.

Mo Xiaoqing was still a little stunned and blinked hard, as if she wanted to prove that this was not her own fantasy?

Ji Muhan... Hanhan actually wants to carry her...

Ji Muhan thought she couldn't climb up, so he lowered his body slightly again and said lightly, "Come up."

Mo Xiaoqing understood and was sure it was not her illusion. She crawled onto his back with a smile, and took the initiative to hold his neck with both hands.

Ji Muhan lowered his eyes and looked at his hands holding his neck, his small white and delicate hands. Her breathing sound was right in his ears, one after another, obviously, his breathing was indisciplined and became more and more rapid.
Chapter completed!