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Mo Ye's face suddenly became dark, and his deep eyes flashed across the gloomy, locking heavily on his younger brother's innocent face, clenched his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Jue, come here!"
The cold and fierce voice is like a demon, the eyes of Mo Ye, as black as ink, as cold as frost.\%_%_Small_Say_Net_Chuang%_%\
Eleven smiled at the corner of his lips and watched the game. Ye Wei's reaction was very fast, as if there was a good show to watch.
Mo Jue looked at Mo Ye, then Ye Wei, her pink lips curled up, and she was puzzled, "Wife..."
Ye Wei showed off her wrist that was injured by Mo Jue. Although the Iron Lotus wound healed, the wound did not heal all. Ye Wei had already raised the scar in the blink of an eye, and was dripping blood. She could only see her vocal cords crying, "Dabai, my wife's wound has been bleeding for a month. It was all caused by him, it hurts so much..."[
Eleven shook, but it was so painful. She saw her with her own eyes and didn't blink. Besides, Vivi, your tone was so slurry.
Mo Jue picked up Weiwei's wrist, pouted with bright red lips, and whispered, "Wife doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it's white, whisper..."
Mo Ye also shook and gritted his teeth. You are a fool who is unpromising, you can do such idiotic behavior.
The anger was soaring that he wished he could slash Mo Jue with one palm.
Ye Wei looked at Mo Jue. He seemed to have changed his "touch" at the moment. He was as cruel as a demon, but now he was as pure as an angel. His temperament changed and his whole body changed.
The rippling purple eyes of the Mo Jue are filled with care.
Ye Wei really felt that it was fantasy.
Everything in this world has become a floating cloud. Mo Jue rubbed the blood on her wrist carefully, as if this was the treasure he cherished the most, and he would not be willing to suffer any damage.
"Dabai, my wife hurts so much. Go and beat him up and help your wife get revenge, otherwise your wife will always feel pain. If you keep hurting, it will be painful to death." Although I don't know what happened, it is Ye Wei's usual principle to use it to the best of her.
"Okay, my wife is waiting, Dabai will avenge you now." Mo Jue gently put down Ye Wei's hand, raised his eyes, and swept towards Mo Ye, as if he had turned into a treacherous and fierce Mo Jue again, "Those who hurt my wife will die!"
The purple eyes were gloomy, the five fingers were opened, and the tall body was as fast as lightning. It pounced on Mo Ye. Without saying a word, she repeatedly put out her palms, clamped with sharp domineering aura, Baili Susha, Mo Ye greeted her palms and was furious, "You idiot, I am your brother."
"I will beat me too!" Mo Jue took action without any mercy.
"Xiao Jue! Wake up the fuck."
Mo Ye was anxious and angry, and could only fight with him. He was extremely resentful in his heart. This little girl could come up with such a sinister trick.
"Dabai, it doesn't matter if you beat him to death." Ye Wei shouted, cheering for her husband. Mo Ye and Mo Jue were all the skills, and no one could beat anyone to death. She was purely afraid that Dabai would be moved by Mo Ye.
Eleven poked her arm and Liangliang said, "You can do this too? Are you guilty?"
"What's guilty?" Ye Wei asked with confidence, "He fell into the trap and wanted to let him go. I'm a fool. Come on, Dabai and beat him hard... Eleven, is it better to call her husband?"
eleven,"……"
Although she was used to Ye Wei's toughness, she still felt speechless and deeply observing the Mo brothers. Ye Wei smiled enchantingly, "Eleventh, why are you still standing there? Don't you help?"[
Mo Jue and Mo Ye were hard to tell. They were twins, with a very similar appearance, and their skills were produced by a master, and they were also very similar. Just like the deity and the shadow fight, they could not tell the winner.
But if one more eleven is added, Mo Ye will definitely lose.
"I might as well go find a helicopter." Eleven said, Ye Wei raised her eyebrows, "I beat Mo Ye down, are you afraid that you won't be able to find the helicopter?"
eleven,"……"
Ye Wei raised her eyebrows and glanced at Eleven with a smile, "Eleven, are you interested in the Mo family boss?"
"No!" Eleven denied it flatly.
Mo Ye was hit by Mo Jue's shoulder with a flash of pain. He groaned and his eyes swept hard towards Eleven. Before he could recover, Mo Jue's second punch came again. Mo Ye was hit by Mo Jue several times in a row because of the flash.
Eleven had no expression on his face and turned a blind eye to his vicious eyes. Seeing that he was beaten up, he was even more calm.
Ye Wei looked at Mo Ye and then at Eleven, and her smile was unclear.
This drama is getting more and more exciting.
No one can escape.
Mo Jue became cruel, that was the one who did not recognize his relatives, not to mention that he did not recognize his father, mother, and brother, but only recognized his wife. The more he hit the fist, the more he had, there was, and blood was overflowing from the corner of Mo Ye's lips.
"Dabai, use some more force to beat him down!" Ye Wei smiled, Mo Jue took the order, swept his feet and narrowly brushed Mo Ye's lower abdomen. The two brothers fought again, and Mo Jue gained the upper hand.
Eleven continued to be speechless and just stir up trouble to watch others read the walls. Ye Wei could do this so naturally.
"What's your expression?" Ye Wei asked.
"Worship your expression." Eleven is a rare joke.
Ye Wei smiled, seeking truth from facts, and whispered: "Fighting, don't ask about the process, look at the result at the end. Sometimes despicable is a must."
Eleven, “It’s really…sighted.”
After all, Mo Ye loved Mo Jue. He was willing to die for his younger brother to lose his gun on the beach. He did not hesitate to kill Mo Jue with all his strength. But Mo Jue is different. If you beat my wife to bleeding, I will kill you.
The two of them have different mentalities. They start to move naturally. One uses all their strength, and the other only has seven or eight points of strength, and the effect is very different.
"**, Xiao Jue, you beat your wife by yourself, why are you looking for me?" Mo Ye slapped him. Mo Jue was stunned by his words, and his subordinates paused, and before they could defend, he was slapped hard.
How strong is Mo Ye? He slapped him and his cheeks swelled high.
Mo Ye himself was also stunned. Ye Wei's face felt burning, as if he had been slapped by someone. He was so angry in his heart, "Dabai, don't listen to his evil words and confusing everyone. It was clearly his beating. Dabai is so obedient, how could he hit his wife?"
Mo Jue's eyes were full of oppression, "Yes, I can't beat my wife, I'm going to beat you to death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked Mo Ye fiercely. Mo Ye dared not underestimate the enemy. He fought harder and retreated. Ye Wei thought it was not good. Just as he was about to chase him, he saw Mo Jue groaning, Mo Ye's figure flashed quickly, swept over Ye Wei harshly, and then fell heavily on Eleven's face. After a moment, he flashed and disappeared on the beach.
"Dabai, are you okay?" Ye Wei didn't care where Mo Ye was going. She had no intention of letting Mo Ye die. If Eleven was interested in the boss of the Mo family, it would be no fun if he died.
Mo Ye knows Mo Jue's tricks very well, and it is easy to restrain him, but it is up to him to see if he is willing to let him go.
"It's okay." Mo Jue moved his numb wrist. Mo Ye left room for a moment. Mo Jue turned into a pure pug again, spreading his long arms and hugging Ye Wei, "Wife, it won't hurt anymore, Dabai beats him. Dabai is giving you a huh."
Looking at this Mo Jue, Ye Wei felt a little guilty, as if it was a bit too much. She is now a bad stepmother who abducted Snow White, but... Ye Wei looked at Dabai all over the place.
This guy is not Snow White even if he turns into an idiot.
Eleven looked at the direction where Mo Ye disappeared and said, "Vivi, you guys stay, I'll go find a helicopter."
Mo Ye may have ruined the means of transportation. Before Ye Wei could answer, she quickly headed towards Mo Ye's disappearance.
"Wife, what are you watching me do?" Mo Jue asked innocently, his shoulder-length hair hanging down, his purple eyes shimmering, a pool of clear water, clear, pure, innocent... so beautiful that it is, these pairs of eyes that have not been polluted by the world.
Ye Wei had to praise the magic of the Creator.
"Look at Dabai's pretty." Ye Wei chuckled and let Mo Jue hold it in her arms. She couldn't help but look at him. She always felt a little strange, but she couldn't say it. Isn't it just a bottle of wine?
Why did it change?
Mo Ye must know why, but he wouldn't tell him that Ye Wei's thoughts were instantly turned, how should she use the best of her belongings?
"Wife, Dabai is about to whistle..." She was just thinking about it, but she heard a soft sound in her ear. Mo Jue's purple eyes were a little moist, and her left cheek was swollen high, and she felt a sense of innocence and pity.
"Dabai is so painful, my wife will give you a hug."
Ye Wei was so tender that she was so tender that she was so soft that she was so soft that she was so soft that she felt so painful. And, huh... she was embarrassed, this was what a three-year-old child said, and... he was like this, it seemed that he would cry if she didn't give him huh.
Ye Wei was really thundered.
Mo Jue's big purple eyes looked at her pitifully. Ye Wei swallowed her saliva and blew it gently to him, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt anymore, my wife will give you a whim."
Look, she has become idiots.
"It feels so comfortable, my wife is so fragrant." Mo Jue rubbed his head against Ye Wei's chest with flawlessness, "Miss is so soft, so fragrant, Dabai likes it very much."
You are so 'color'! Ye Wei grinds her teeth. This tofu is so easy for his grandfather to eat, but the problem is that he actually looks pure and touched, which really makes Ye Wei speechless.
"Dabai, why do you call me my wife?" Ye Wei was very curious. At most, they were a little ambiguous, right?
"You were my wife."
"Who said that?"
“I said it.”
Ye Wei, “…”
Mo Jue suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were very pure, and there was a hint of panic, "Wife, do you dislike Dabai? Don't you want Dabai anymore? Don't abandon me, Dabai will be very obedient."
As he spoke, tears actually appeared in his eyes.
Ye Wei was thundered again.
Seeing that Mo Jue was about to cry, Ye Wei thought a little badly, not knowing what this girl was crying, it would be a rare scene. It would be great if there was a camera to take a picture.
She thought so, but her hand couldn't help but hold Mo Jue, gently patting Mo Jue's back, and said softly: "Be good at Dabai, my wife won't want you. Be good at it, don't cry. If you cry, my wife won't want you."
"Yeah, Dabai won't cry." Mo Jue hugged Ye Wei happily, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood. He was so excited. The pure sound and color all had a bit of lightness and simple happiness.
Mo Jue obviously treated his wife as a god, and his wife said everything she said was an imperial edict.
Ye Wei almost bit off her tongue. What was she saying? He became an idiot by himself, and could she become an idiot? He didn't think so, but how did the words he said change?
For the first time in his life, the beautiful girl Ye Wei realized what it means to be inconsistent.
Regret, regret.
However, when will this little idiot recover? Before recovering, he had to treat him as a gun to deal with Louis. Ye Wei was thinking secretly that there was such a rapeseed husband who came to her door, and she would not be Ye Wei if she didn't use her.
"Wife, Dabai is still in pain." Mo Jue rubbed his cheek, and there was a burning pain. Mo Ye's hand was very strong. It was indeed not something that ordinary people could afford to slap, let alone Mo Jue had fine skin and tender flesh.
Ye Wei secretly scolded Mo Ye several times and reached out to help him "rub" and "rub". This was not Ye Wei's style, but her hands and feet seemed to be unable to control her hands and feet. Ye Wei also felt helpless. Faced with such Mo Jue, no woman could stand it.
It turned out that I was still a little gentle, Ye Wei thought to herself.
To be continued...