Mu Jinjin saw that Qiao Celin had entered the play, and he didn't dare to delay.
She walked to the edge of the bed, took off her skirt and threw it to the ground, holding down her chest to make a gesture of preparing to pick up the skirt, at this moment there was only a thin white nightdress left on her body, with Jocelyn sleeping on the bed "overindulgent", the picture is enough to make people misunderstand.
Thirty seconds later, the door to the room was kicked open with a heavy, terrifying sound.
Mu Jinjin stopped his movement in the skirt and looked up, and found that he was coming, and he was standing murderously at the two of them at the moment.
Mu Jiang looked at Qiao Celin, who was sleeping on the bed, and his deep eyes flashed with murderous light.
Then, his anger mixed with despair shifted from Jocelyn to Mu Jinjin's pale little face.
He obviously hadn't said anything yet, obviously hadn't done anything yet, but Mu Jinjin was still so frightened that his whole body trembled.
She felt her legs tremble, and looked at him as his eyes were drenched, and his thick eyelashes were trembling little by little with tears, and he looked pitiful.
But he couldn't see her pity.
His eyes, controlled by anger, saw only her depravity and her lewdness Actually, he already knew it, didn't he?
From the first time she met, she walked to Jocelyn's side and hugged Jocelyn, and since she got home, she kept talking to Jocelyn on the phone day and night, saying some ambiguous love words.
From then on, he should have come to his senses and understood that the relationship between the two of them was by no means as simple as ordinary friends.
But he chose to believe her anyway.
Because from beginning to end, she was an angelic presence in his heart.
He believed in her purity and in her goodness.
But she didn't think about the result, she told him the facts.
She was never pure, never kind.
She was dirtier and more disgusting than any woman in this world He looked at the two of them and felt that something heavy was pressing on his heart, like a thousand catties of lead, and like a string of ten thousand catties.
He looked at the two of them and sneered, and the bottomless pupils made the surrounding aura instantly freeze to the extreme.
It's a weird atmosphere.
Mu Jinjin couldn't figure out what he would do next and what he would say.
At this moment, Jocelyn stretched lazily on the bed, and before he could open his blue eyes, he was pampering and sleepy in his mouth, calling Mu Jinjin's nickname.
"Caution, did someone come to visit us or did you accidentally hit the door again?"
Mu Jinjin turned his head to look at Qiao Celin, and found that he was looking at himself and smiling, which was simply the appearance of a boyfriend doting on his girlfriend after doing something, which made people unable to find the slightest flaw.
Mu Jinjin's mind was blank at the moment, and he couldn't respond to Jocelyn's words completely.
Just when she didn't know what Qiao Celin meant by this, she suddenly felt the temperature around her drop to freezing, and when she looked back, she found that Mu Jiang was walking quickly in their direction at the moment, and his cold expression and clenched fists all represented his bloodthirsty anger. “” Mu Jinjin looked at his figure getting closer and closer, his eyes widened in horror, seeing that he was about to walk to his side, Mu Jinjin subconsciously reached out and covered his face, for fear that she would punch herself.
One second.
Five seconds.
Ten seconds.
After ten seconds, she couldn't feel the pain coming from her, and it seemed that he didn't hit her.
Mu Jinjin breathed a sigh of relief, opened his frightened eyes, and found that although he didn't hit him, he bypassed her and walked to the edge of the bed. oshow7 t1706231537: