MTL - The Rebirth of the National Goddess-Chapter 85 (one more)

   Chapter 85 (one more)

  Chu Jin was a little uncomfortable seeing his sudden gaze.

   Fortunately, he quickly retracted his gaze.

   After listening to the words of the two, the uncle driver also vaguely understood something and got into the car happily.

   The speed of the car was very fast, and after a while, the car stopped steadily in front of an apartment building.

  This is the apartment closest to the hospital among Mo Zhixuan's many properties.

  Although I don’t live often, there are part-time workers who come to clean the house regularly.

  The two entered the house one after the other.

The    light is turned on.

The bright light made Chu Jin narrow his eyes subconsciously. The man walking in front took out a pair of slippers from the shoe rack at the entrance, bent down and placed them at Chu Jin's feet. A low and cold voice was at her feet. It sounded, "There are no ladies' slippers at home, you can make do with them."

   "Okay." Chu Jin took off the white sneakers under his feet and put on the pair of black men's slippers.

  Mr. Mo is tall and has long legs. These slippers look fat and big on her feet, like a child stealing an adult's shoes.

  Chu Jin lowered his eyes and looked at his toes, a little helplessness flashed in the bottom of his eyes.

  I don’t usually think my feet are small, so why now…

   There is no harm without contrast!

   She prefers big feet, as the saying goes, big feet travel all over the world.

   But, the feet are delicate...

  Chu Jin was immersed in the choice between small feet and big feet and could not extricate himself.

   Watching her frown for a while, and then relax her brows for a while, with a tangled look.

  The bottom of Mo Zhixuan's eyes felt a little warmer, and then he took off the leather shoes under his feet, and took out a pair of slippers of the same style as those on Chu Jin's feet.

   After passing through the entrance, the eyes suddenly opened up.

  Three-bedroom room type.

  The decoration style in the house is mainly black and white, just like his whole person, cold and hard to the extreme.

  The windows are bright and clean, and the white marble floor has been cleaned and spotless, which can reflect the silhouettes of people, and there is not much firework smell.

Wherever    goes, coldness is revealed everywhere.

  Chu Jin followed him to the living room.

   "Mr. Mo, do you have a first aid kit here?" Chu Jin put the backpack on the sofa and looked up at Mo Zhixuan.

  Under the light, the man stood there in a cold and stern suit, his black eyes were deep and heavy. At this moment, he was different from the coldness of the past, and the whole person was a little more popular.

   exudes the exclusive charm of a successful man.

   The bright red blood on his shoulders did not look embarrassed, but added a bit of a unique sense of mystery to him.

   makes people unable to take their eyes off.

  Different from the hypocritical aristocratic atmosphere of Shen Lingtian, such a man is the kind of high-ranking person who is highly anticipated wherever he goes.

   This kind of domineering aura cannot be cultivated overnight.

  Mo Zhixuan ignored the injury on his shoulder and looked as usual, "Yes, I'll get it for you."

   Taking advantage of the time he left, Chu Jin quickly took out a blue porcelain bottle from the Ziyin Spirit Box.

   This is an ancient medicine for golden sore that she prepared a few days ago according to the book "The Divine Physician's Fu".

   It is said that the recipe is the one that has been lost for a long time.

   I don’t know if it’s really that magical.

   Just try it today.

   After about two or three minutes, Mo Zhixuan came over with a first aid kit with a white plus sign in his hand.

  Chu Jin took the first aid kit.

   opened, the medicine tools inside are very complete.

   looked up at the man standing in front of him, and recited three times in his heart, "There are no men and women in front of the doctor", then his red lips lightly parted, and he said in a low voice, "Take off your clothes first."

  Mo Zhixuan's face was calm, but his eyes darkened a bit.

   The corners of the thin and cool lips slightly evoked a faint arc, and the thin lips were slightly opened.

   A low and magnetic voice sounded above her head.

"You come."

  Chu Jin raised his eyes in surprise, frowning slightly, "I'm coming? This...I'm afraid it's not right."

   This person looks cold and abstinent, and he didn't expect to say such a thing.

   It's really unbelievable.

   Let her undress him, why doesn't he go to heaven?

  Mo Zhixuan looked at her with dark eyes, and said slowly, "There are no men and women in front of the doctor, what's wrong with this?"

   The words fell, and added, "My shoulder hurts."

The tone of    is not as cold as before, with a hint of grievance.

  Chu Jin was stunned, thinking that he was injured for himself, and his attitude softened.

   Just take off your clothes, who doesn't take off?

   It's not like I haven't seen the body of a man.

   Thinking of this, Chu Jin's mentality became calmer.

   looked up at Mo Zhixuan.

  A pure white shirt with the button at the top left unfastened, revealing a delicate collarbone and a **** Adam's apple.

   In this way, it looks abstinent and cold.

   On the top is the cold and delicate jaw with clear lines.

   Chu Jin's beautiful eyes flickered, and without looking at him, he stood on tiptoe and began to unbutton the buttons one by one.

   Finally got the last button, Chu Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

   He just peeled off his shirt and threw it into the trash can on the side.

  The whole process is done in one go, without the slightest slack.

  Mo Zhixuan is the kind of typical person who looks thin in clothes and has flesh in his clothes.

   Wide shoulders and slender waist, eight-pack abs, and the undulating vest line...

The    all show that this is a man with a great body.

  Chu Jin just glanced at it lightly, then hurriedly looked away, his eyes fell on his shoulder.

   There was a blur of flesh and blood, and blood was bubbling out, and some small vase fragments were inserted into the flesh and blood.

   It hurts to look at.

   This person walked all the way without saying a word, and went to get her a medicine box as if nothing had happened.

   This is how much perseverance.

  Chu Jin raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes filled with admiration, pointed at the sofa and said, "Mr. Mo, sit down first, and I'll clean up your wound."

  Mo Zhixuan did not speak.

   A pair of phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously, and their eyes crossed Chu Jin and fell out the window.

   A sharp cold light reflected from the bottom of his eyes.

   pupils shrank suddenly.

  ——That is the light refracted by the special hidden weapon!

   If he read it right, that hidden weapon is aiming at Chu Jin!

   Before he had time to think about it, Mo Zhixuan stretched out his long arms, hugged Chu Jin, and spit out two words, "Don't move!"

  's very deep and cold voice was dyed with a bit of chill.

   You don't need to look to know that his brows must be furrowed at this moment.

  Chu Jin also felt his abnormality and the dangerous breath that filled the air.

   and that chilly body temperature.

   It was too late to speak, and before Chu Jin could react, he felt dizzy for a while, Mo Zhixuan hugged her and fell directly to the sofa next to him, carrying a piece of flying blue silk.

   The hidden weapon that flew from it flew through a piece of blue silk!

   At the same time, there was a sound of 'bang' in the room.

   A few blue silks slowly fell to the ground.

   A dark shadow flashed past the window!

   The man in black was very tightly wrapped, and wore a very hideous mask on his face, only revealing a pair of sinister eyes.

   He was hidden in a dense camphor tree outside the window, and his shady eyes stared at the two people in the room.

   It was almost there!

   That woman died by her own hands!

   That hidden weapon almost passed her by!

   If it wasn't for Zheng Chuyi, he wouldn't take risks on Mo Zhixuan's territory.

   Sure enough, he still underestimated the status of this woman in Mo Zhixuan's heart.

   It seems that this Chu Jin remains in the world is a disaster after all.

  She will not die for a day, and Zheng Chuyi will not have a day of peace.

   A gleam of light flashed from the bottom of the eyes of the man in black, and there was a scruple in his heart, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the air.

  **

   Inside the house.

   The atmosphere is so subtle.

  Chu Jin was subconsciously protected by Mo Zhixuan, and the distance was a bit close.

   turned around and looked back, his eyes were facing each other, his eyes were like a night without a starry sky, deep and bottomless, boundless, as if he wanted to **** people in.

   gives people nowhere to escape.

  Chu Jin suddenly didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, turned his head and stood up from the ground, "You get up first."

   Mo Zhixuan realized his gaffe, coughed lightly, and immediately stood up from the ground.

  Under the white crystal light, the girl's jade-like face was stained with a touch of beauty, and the long and curled eyelashes trembled, casting a shallow silhouette.

   As you get closer, you will find that there is hardly a trace of pores on the skin that can be blown, and it is as white as jade.

   A faint fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose.

  Clap!

   A drop of blood fell down his shoulders onto Chu Jin's clothes, and a red plum bloomed on the white clothes.

  Chu Jin came back to his senses, raised his hand and touched it. After seeing the bright red blood on his fingertips, his face turned pale. Only then did he realize that he was injured.

   "You are injured!" Chu Jin's expression tightened.

  Mo Zhixuan didn't care about his injuries at all, he stood up from the ground calmly, sat on the opposite sofa, and pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the coffee table.

   With a 'smack', a faint blue flame rose from the icy lighter.

   A little smoke rose up, obscuring Mo Zhixuan's handsome face, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his slender legs were folded together, which was indescribably lazy and noble.

  Chu Jin also quickly sat up from the sofa.

   His feet touched the ground, only to realize that there was only one slipper left on his feet.

   Simply, the other one was not worn, and went down to the ground with bare feet.

He picked up the first aid kit on the side, walked to Mo Zhixuan, frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and took out the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, looking at him seriously, "Smoking is not good for wound healing, thank you just now. "

   She was very aware of the situation she was in just now. If it wasn't for him, she would probably have died by now.

   This is probably the only one who dares to grab something in his hands.

  Chu Jin then took out scissors and gauze from the first aid kit, and said to Mo Zhixuan, "I'll treat your wound first."

  Mo Zhixuan's expression was as usual, still so abstinent and cold, he nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

   Although there is only a faint word, if you listen carefully, you will find that there is a hint of depression in this low and cold voice.

   Chu Jin is in the mood to take care of this now, she just wants to get rid of his wounds quickly and get out of here as soon as possible.

   This room is so stuffy, it's so stuffy that it makes you breathless.

   After wiping off the blood from the wound, Chu Jin took out a few gold needles from his backpack and stuck a few needles on each of his acupoints to stop the bleeding.

  …

   Time passes by every minute and every second.

have to say.

   Mo Zhixuan's injury was really heavy, and a little bit of the vase **** even penetrated the flesh and inserted into the blade.

  Chu Jin frowned, carefully disinfecting his wound, applying medicine, bandaging...

   Warm fingertips kept bouncing on his skin.

   The warmth flows along the blood, reaching the depths of the heart.

   Mo Zhixuan just looked down at her movements, and a smile appeared at the bottom of his deep eyes.

After    successfully bandaged the wound, Chu Jin began to explain some precautions.

   "Try not to touch water in the past few days, strictly prohibit spicy food, and be careful not to get infected and inflamed."

After the words fell, he lowered his head and put the gauze medicine that had just been used up in the first aid kit, returned to its original state, picked up the backpack on the coffee table, and began to say goodbye to Mo Zhixuan, "It's getting late, I should go back too, Goodbye Mr. Mo."

  Mo Zhixuan followed her footsteps, picked up a black shirt on the hanger at the entrance, put it on, buttoned it, and said, "I'll take it off for you."

  Chu Jin looked back and refused, "If you are injured, I won't bother you. I'll take a taxi at the door."

   "It's okay," Mo Zhixuan said indifferently, "I just happened to be going back to the old house, by the way."

Now that    has been said for this sake, he has no reason to refuse.

   followed Mo Zhixuan into the car.

   sat on the co-pilot.

  The two were silent all the way, but the atmosphere was not so embarrassing.

   Just when Chu Jin thought he wouldn't speak, Mo Zhixuan tilted his thin lips and asked, "Did you offend someone recently?"

   That person was obviously aimed at her just now.

   And with murderous intent.

   "No," Chu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, and said indifferently, "I'm a three-good boy with roots in the motherland..."

   Although Chu Jin said so, he also knew that the man in the afternoon was coming for him.

   I was also thinking about who was going to have trouble with her.

  I haven't offended anyone during this time...

Mo Zhixuan's eyes were very dark, and the person who dared to do something under his nose was by no means an easy-going person, so he explained, "Be careful these days, and keep an eye on yourself, if you encounter any trouble that you can't solve. , you can come to me."

  …

  Mo Zhixuan's car was very fast, and after a while, he stopped by the Zhao family's villa.

  Chu Jin opened the car door and got off the driveway.

   After Chu Jin left, Mo Zhixuan did not drive away directly, but got out of the car, leaned in front of the car door, and slowly lit a cigarette and burned it between his fingers.

   lowered his eyes slightly, wondering what he was thinking about.

   This scene was taken into the eyes of Zhao Yiling, who was standing on the second floor of the villa.

From her point of view, I can just see a handsome silhouette, tall and straight, with slender legs, half leaning in front of the car door, his handsome face is hidden in the hazy smoke, looking a bit mysterious, like someone from outside the sky .

   From a distance, there is a feeling of arrogance and coldness.

   Although he couldn't see his face, he knew that this was a man of extraordinary talent.

   Moreover, he was a powerful man.

   He is leaning against a global limited edition Bugatti Veyron!

   This is not something money can buy.

   Her eyes have always been poisonous.

   I don't know how lucky that trash was to be able to hook up with such an excellent character!

   is really just like her shameless mother!

   Zhao Yiling's slightly squinted eyes flashed.

   (end of this chapter)