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She forgot to react for a moment, her mind was in chaos, and her reason seemed to be turned into a sticky paste. She had never heard Mo Ye say such a thing, and in her knowledge, Mo Ye would not say such a thing. if.

For a moment, it felt like back to those days on the mountain. It was Anthony instead of Mo Ye who was in front of her. It would not be surprising to hear such words from Anthony. The man was a bit yuppie, but Mo Ye...

His heart was beating wildly uncontrollably. He hugged her tightly, holding her tightly with his arms, keeping her securely in his arms. The iron arms seemed to have infinite power and could give her eternal support. She could clearly count his heartbeats. She had once had this generous and warm embrace, and she had also been somewhat attached to it, but...

How could you still be reluctant to part with him after something like this happened?

So how can she stand up to the dead souls in the sky?

Where did he put her in the first place?

When she wanted to love him properly, she was pushed away by him again. He never thought about her position and whether what he did would hurt her again.

Mo Ye, do you really miss me?

you're lying!

Eleven gritted his teeth, held back the pain in his heart, and said coldly, "Let me go!"

She didn't like threatening people, but the gun pointed hard at his abdomen, warning him to shoot if he didn't let go. She thought Mo Ye would let her go, but she didn't expect him to hold her tighter.

"Hold on!" The man's stern voice rang in her ears, slightly annoyed, and he asked her, "Eleven, when you shot me, did you ever think that maybe you lost the bet and I would die."

Speaking of the past, Eleven still felt a sense of fear in his heart, but... "I really wished I could kill you with that shot. There won't be so many things in the future, and I won't have to face today's predicament, Mo Ye. How can you……"

"It's not me!" Mo Ye suddenly shouted, clasping Eleven's shoulders tightly and looking directly into her eyes. He was panicked, but also angry at being wronged and distrustful, "It's not me!"

"It's not you? Who else has the ability to give orders to the mafia if it's not you? You've done it all, what are you denying now?" Eleven's face was cold, and there was a bit of hatred in his condensed eyes.

Mo Ye looked at her intently, with emotions tumbling in his heart and his mouth full of bitterness. It was his own fault and he couldn't survive. It was him who made her distrust her. He sighed feebly, "What are you blaming me for? Did you reveal information or order a seizure?" Your territory? Eleven, I don’t know who disclosed the information, but I can seize your territory. If the mafia doesn’t seize it, the arms dealers and gangsters in the Middle East will seize it. Once they take action, they will be even more cruel, and the result will be the same. .”

"So, you think you were right all along?" Eleven sneered, glaring at him angrily.

Mo Ye suddenly felt powerless. She had already determined in her heart that it was him who did it. Nothing he could say was of any use. Suddenly his eyes lit up. He suddenly realized that his Eleven seemed to have recovered, because Eleven always wore a mask. , rarely shows her true face to others, Mo Ye has become accustomed to knowing it's her by feeling, and rarely looks at her face, after all, he knows that it is just a piece of skin.

After talking for so long, he suddenly discovered that Eleven was not wearing a mask, and she was not as skinny as before. Her face was rounder and looked better. He was happy that her body had finally recovered. .

Half a year ago on the mountain, her tentacles were all bones. Now that he saw her looking rounder, he couldn't help but feel happy. He even said in reply, "Eleven, you seem to be a little fatter."

He also had a particularly stupid smile as he spoke.

Eleven glared, feeling extremely annoyed. She asked him seriously and just ignored him, but he actually said she was fat? She felt angry and hit his chest hard with her elbow. Fortunately, Mo Ye reacted quickly and quickly moved out of the way. The two of them moved away from each other, leaving a slight blush on Eleven's face.

Mo Ye chuckled. Under the light, the man's smile seemed to hide endless pampering. When he looked at her intently, he seemed to be looking at a treasure. Such unique care and pampering seemed to be irresistible to every girl.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have called you fat, I should have said you are good-looking." Mo Ye quickly changed his mind, with a faint smile still in his eyes. In fact, he would rather the time at this moment could last longer, so that he could have more time. Enjoy the air with her in it.

She was within reach, and with this knowledge, he was very excited.

"Shut up, who told you this?" Eleven clenched his fists.

Mo Ye's eyes fell lightly on her gun, and he asked lightly, "Do you really want to kill me?"

"Don't you want to die?" Eleven asked with a sneer. She wanted to kill him, she really wanted to, especially when she heard him talk about the theory that if they didn't seize it, others would. Even though she knew what he was saying was the truth, she couldn't bear it. Live anger, hate.

How dare he speak so confidently, as if nothing had happened? How could he?

If he hadn't revealed the information before, the war would never have happened.

"Eleven, my mother was injured and has been unconscious. The housekeeper was afraid that something might happen to her, so he notified our brothers. I just woke up and wanted to go find you, but the next day I received the news that she was injured. Mo Jue rushed over immediately. He wanted to find you again when he came back, but we stayed on the island for three days and Birmingham could not contact us. When we came back, the leaders of the First Terrorist Organization and the United Nations in the Middle East The war has come to an end, and it's too late for me to do anything now." Mo Ye said in a deep voice. He was proud and had never explained anything to anyone. If others didn't believe him, it was casual. He didn't need to care what others thought of him. But……

Eleven, no, never!

He had missed too much with her, and he had hurt her too badly. He didn't dare to make any mistakes again, for fear that her knot would become deeper and deeper, and she wouldn't let him get close to her again, and he didn't want to chase her. He travels all over the world.

Compared with losing Eleven, this bit of pride is nothing.

As long as she can stop hating him so much and misunderstanding him, everything will be worth it.

Eleven was stunned and looked at him solemnly. Mo Ye was a little annoyed. He had already explained it, so she still didn't believe it? He was annoyed, but also helpless. He could really feel how wrong he had been in the past. He loved Meng Lianying and followed her in everything, but he had never allowed her to challenge the limit of his tolerance.

The only person he had ever indulged was her. Whatever she did, was allowed in his eyes.

Even if she wanted to kill him, no matter how much anger, annoyance, or hatred he had, as long as she was willing to say a word to him, everything would dissipate.

"Eleven, you know my mother too."

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