The rich red, mixed with the aroma of wine, flows through Yin moting''s throat. His Adam''s apple rolls, and this glass of red wine is consumed in one gulp.

    He was depressed, not because his men were injured, nor because of his own injury.

    But he knew that Liu morxi was just peeking at their actions in the emergency room. I''m not sure what she thinks of herself now. There have been such creepy scenes around him and such cruel bandages.

    When she peeked, it showed that she didn''t trust him. She saw those again. Now she may be afraid of him.

    Yin moting poured another cup and was about to drink again. Li Mu stopped him. He said seriously to Yin moting, "moting, you really can''t drink any more."

    "She was afraid of me and doubted me." Youliang''s eyes were all lost, and Junyan was depressed and powerless. "Last time I lost her, then I lost her, and I found it back, but I can''t find it back..."

    Yin Mo Ting talked to himself repeatedly. Li Mu couldn''t understand what he said. He took out a bullet from his pocket. This is the bullet buckled from Anyang. "Mo Ting, there may be some clues."

    Yin moting took the bullet. It was no different from other bullets. It was just engraved with the word "Q". Jun''s eyes were miniature. He held the bullet tightly in his hand. Yin moting had a few points in his heart about the origin of the other party.

    Maybe it''s because there is less blood left in the body. All drink less wine, and the alcohol content in the body is relatively high. Yin moting is a little drunk after a few cups.

    At this time, even if the wine is not drunk, people are drunk.

    He has been blaming himself. Last time when he was in the company, Liu Moxi was robbed. She misunderstood that he didn''t save himself. She may blame him!

    But he really couldn''t explain to Liu morxi what he had done abroad. The first thing about Yan Shang is that he can''t say it casually. The second thing is that Liu morxi doesn''t understand it. It will only increase his fear of Yin Mo ting.

    "Yin moting, you are a man. Why can''t you even take a little girl." Li Mu sneered. The meaning in his words was obvious. Yes, if Yin Mo Ting was hard, Liu Mo Xi couldn''t struggle.

    Yin moting didn''t think about it. Just like that, she hated him completely.

    He still remembered that before she was robbed, because the tattoo on his back was moved, he was slowly accepting his feelings. He felt the closeness projected from her, becoming strong every minute, even a little.

    He was addicted to the active shame and the appropriate closeness.

    Now Liu morxi is mostly afraid of him. The gap between the two feelings makes him more upset and depressed

    He wants to take Liu Moxi away from here, change a place and start life again. She will fall in love with him. Even if she doesn''t fall in love with him, Yin moting has decided to selfishly lock her around for a lifetime

    Misty drunkenness, Yin moting still has a trace of reason. It''s not waiting for a minute. Yin, start now.

    After taking Yin, he can take Liu Moxi to Yan Shang headquarters in Las Vegas. At that time, no one can disturb them. He should slowly warm her heart.

    Yin moting took out his mobile phone and called the reporters. He asked them to come to him immediately and said that they had important materials to report to them.

    The reporter can receive Yin moting''s call. He has felt that God''s luck is falling, and there are still materials to explode. Where can he sleep and come all night.

    Handsome men are most charming when they are slightly drunk. They are still female journalists.

    Sleek and amorous women always miss the good opportunity to see Yin moting late at night. They don''t forget to step on high-heeled shoes and tuck themselves into a wrapped skirt. The fragrance smells strong, and their shy voice falls into the empty house. "I don''t know what''s wrong with Yin calling me so late!"

    Yin moting saw her pretty mind, took out a paper bag from the drawer, threw it in disgust in front of the female reporter, "get out..."