Rebirth of the Daughter's Revenge

Then Ling Moyuan let go of Mo Jing and bent down to pick up the dry firewood that had been scattered on the ground to catch Mo Jing.

Mo Jing's ears were red quietly, and finally coughed twice and said, "I'll help you pick them up too."

No one mentioned the ambiguous moment just now.

But he didn't know that Ling Moyuan's chest was very hot at this time. This feeling was very annoying. He wanted to wipe it away, but he couldn't do it.

This feeling has happened twice before. The first time was when Mo Jing was pushed down on the street and cried in the rain. Another time was when Mo Jing got married. This was the third time, and three times he and Mo Jing had to go with him.

It has something to do.

After a while, the heat was finally pressed down, and at this time the two of them had already packed up again and walked towards the stream again.

By the stream, Shin Jingyuan was staring at the grilled fish without blinking, and she was vaguely trying to drool.

"Mo Jing, Mo Jing, can this fish be eaten?" Shen Jingyuan looked at it and thought the fish was delicious. Just smelling its fragrance, her stomach was rumbling.

"Not yet?" Mo Jing took out a few packets of sauce from her small bag and wanted to apply seasoning to the fish: "You have to apply seasoning."

But he was picked up by his hands with clear joints: "I'll do it." The touch of his fingertips conveyed the temperature of his palm.

"What flavor do you like?" Ling Moyuan brushed the sauce on the fish, and his low and dull voice seemed to look at Mo Jing with a magnetic look.

"Ask." Mo Jing really didn't pick on it.

"I'm free, too." Shen Jingyuan squinted her eyes and stared at Ling Moyuan's movements in her hands, and her fleshy face looked like a big apple.

As soon as he saw Ling Moyuan brushing the fish, he couldn't help but grab one and chew it in his mouth, and bit it down: "Oh my God, it's burning me to death."

"Be careful." Mo Jing laughed a little. I don't know why staying with Shen Jingyuan can always relax the tight lines. Perhaps it was because her stupid and stupid look was touched.

It's deep inside her.

In total, two fish were roasted first, and Shin Jingyuan snatched one, but the remaining one was not enough for two people to eat.

After Ling Moyuan brushed the sauce, he handed the fish to Mo Jing and said, "You eat it first."

Mo Jing was not polite, and she felt that even if she refused, Ling Moyuan would not agree. Men who were a little gentleman would know how to be courteous of the ladies.

Ling Moyuan skillfully repaired the two fish and put them on the shelf again. Mo Jing broke the fish into two and handed them a portion to Ling Moyuan, and said politely and politely: "Let's eat first."

Ling Moyuan glanced at her, something flashed through her deep eyes, and then silently took the fish.

————Separation line———

California, USA.

In the living room of a five-star hotel, a press conference for "Female Agent" is being held.

Jesse, dressed in a black suit, was sitting in the center with a beard.

Sitting on his left was Meilin. A beautiful oriental face in a group of western holes attracted particular attention. A champagne-colored dress set her skin like snow. Her face had a gentle smile.

Dear, but the hand placed under the table was tightly clenched because of nervousness.

How could she not be nervous? This is the masterpiece of the year prepared by internationally renowned director Jesse. Everyone knows that as long as she can star in Jesse's movie, she will definitely become famous.

*******

Continue to update!