Chapter 1056 Want to See so Much?

Chapter 1056 Want to see so much?

Yin Mo sat in He Chen's arms, feeling his throbbing heartbeat, and after three seconds, lowered her head and began to unbutton his shirt.

He Chen narrowed his eyes, leaned on the back of the chair behind him, and joked intriguingly: "Honey, this place...isn't suitable?"

Although he is promiscuous, he does not disregard the occasion.

The most unrestrained time was probably...the day when I first met Yin Mo.

For some reason, He Chen thought of the alley where Aidazhou met her, and the asshole he did to her.

If he didn't fall in love, he would just treat it as an insignificant affair.

But now... He Chen's heart is full of obscurity, unspeakable self-blame and discomfort.

He Chen, who had always played around in the world, finally began to worry that what he did back then would make Yin Mo hate him.

He Chen closed his eyes, hurriedly stopped Yin Mo's movements, and asked her in a hoarse voice: "Captain Yin, do you know what you are doing?"

Yin Mo frowned, with the palm of his left hand still pressed against his chest, he asked a little stubbornly, "Show me."

"Want to see that?" He Chen's tone was very serious, he even pinched her wrist and rubbed against his chest, his demeanor was frivolous and dissolute.

Even so, Yin Mo still stubbornly tugged at his shirt, "Let go."

He Chen didn't move, took a deep look at her, then let go of all resistance and let her do whatever she wanted.

Yin Mo pursed his lips, as if he was afraid that He Chen would regret it, he tugged at his collar, and the buttons of his shirt burst open one after another.

He Chen rolled his Adam's apple, his eyes were blazed with desire, and he leaned forward to kiss her, "Honey, have you opened your bow..."

Before he finished speaking, he sensed something was wrong.

At this time, the four buttons on the front of the man's shirt were all undone. The chest under the shirt was clearly textured, and the line of sight was evenly distributed abdominal muscles.

He Chen has standard wide shoulders and narrow hips, every inch of muscle is full of smooth beauty and tension.

Under such a beautiful scenery, Yin Mo's slightly trembling gaze stayed on the position above his left chest impartially.

He Chen followed her gaze, and suddenly tightened the left shirt, "Small injury."

Yin Mo pushed his hand away, opened the neckline again and focused. She touched the raised and irregular scar with her fingertips, which was light pink, which was a sign that the new wound had not healed soon.

"This is a knife wound." Yin Moping said bluntly, touched it lightly with his fingertips, and stated with a frown: "The tip of the knife penetrated into the flesh, and it was twisted half a turn clockwise, right?"

He Chen didn't speak, and silence was the default.

The reason why Yin Mo tore his clothes was because his palm accidentally touched the scar.

She touched the eye-obstructing scar, her tone was calm and indifferent, "Did the He family do it?"

"Half and half." He Chen didn't hide anything, he held her hand and wrapped it in his palm, "Does your heart hurt?"

Yin Mo raised his eyelids and looked at him, but his seemingly calm eyes were covered with imperceptible gloom, "Is the one who did it dead?"

He Chen sighed, turned her face out of the window, "Baby, it's a beautiful day, it's a pity not to see it."

Yin Mo slapped his hand away, looked back and pulled his shirt again, "I ask you if he is dead?"

He Chen leaned back heavily, gritted his teeth and said, "Yin Mo, I think you fucking want me to die!"

Burn to death!

Her little hands were limp, touching his chest, did she really think he was Liu Xiahui?

Yin Mo bit the corner of his mouth, and made a gesture to stand up from his embrace, "Then I will check it myself."

Impressed.

He Chen hugged her waist helplessly, and coaxed her in a gentle tone: "Not dead yet, but not far away, are you satisfied?"

Yin Mo glanced at him, nodded knowingly, "I'll help you get revenge together."

He Chen sucked his cheeks, clasped the back of her head tightly and kissed her hard, "I will be pissed off by you sooner or later."

Yin Mo's thoughts were not on the same channel as his at all, his eyes were always glued to his chest, staring at the scar with clean eyes without distracting thoughts, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He Chen's breathing became heavier and heavier, so he leaned close to her ear and whispered seductively: "If it hurts so much, why don't you kiss it?"

Yin Mo's eyes flickered twice, as if thinking about whether to kiss or not.

Then, He Chen was the first to dismiss this idea, tightened his grip on Yin Mo's waist, and put her on the seat next to him.

Hold!

I can't kiss anymore, some reactions have already started to hurt.

...

Five minutes later, the two walked out of the Ferris wheel holding hands.

He Chen's handsome eyebrows showed a trace of complexity, and he looked at Yin Mo from time to time while walking.

It's hard to imagine that in front of Yin Mo, he acted impulsively like an innocent boy.

Yin Mo's attraction to him is stronger than he thought.

She doesn't have to do anything, standing upright can arouse He Chen's most primitive desires.

This is a quality that no woman possesses.

Not long after, Yin Mo paused, walked around and said softly, "I'm going to the bathroom."

He Chen raised his eyebrows, pointed his mouth at the building on the left, "Go, don't run around."

Yin Mo smiled at him, walked into the bathroom door, took out his mobile phone and called Li Qiao.

At the same time, Li Qiao was still in confinement at Yanhuang Private Hospital.

Seeing the caller ID, she unhurriedly slid down to answer, "Second Sister?"

Yin Mo didn't have any unnecessary pleasantries, and cut straight to the point: "Qiaoqiao, I remember that you and Lao Wu developed a special medicine for wound healing at the border before, do you still have it?"

"Yes." Li Qiao squinted her eyes, her tone sank a bit, "Who was injured?"

Yin Mo licked the corner of his mouth, "Not yet, but I want to keep it as a spare."

Li Qiao paused, shook her head and laughed, "I'll ask Wei Ang to bring it to you tomorrow, ten bottles are enough?"

"Should be enough." Yin Mor thought for a few seconds, "Will that special medicine also be able to eliminate scars?"

Li Qiao said yes.

Yin Mo unconsciously touched his upper right arm, "Then...give me twenty bottles."

Li Qiao: "..."

She teased with a smile, "How many old wounds do you two have?"

Yin Mo let out an 'ah', "It's not much, he has..."

Before she finished speaking, she closed her mouth angrily.

It seems to have exposed something.

Li Qiao didn't ask all the questions, but her tone was with a faint smile, "It seems that twenty bottles may not be enough. Xia Laowu's laboratory has recently developed a new type of trauma medicine, and Wei Ang will bring it to you."

Yin Mo hurriedly hung up the phone after thanking her.

In the ward, Li Qiao glanced at her phone, then turned her head to look at Shang Yu who was standing in front of the window, "Second Sister and Brother Chen...the progress is pretty fast."

The man leaned against the window sill and stood against the light with one hand in his pocket, pursed his thin lips, "Would you like to see it happen?"

"Of course." Li Qiao put down her phone, raised her head to meet the man's eyes, and said with a smile, "Second Yin is worth it."