Soon, an isolated island appeared before everyone’s eyes.
This island was originally a gift from the forr king consort to the Queen for vacations, so only basic security asures were set up, without any anti-invasion system.
Thus, Chenchen and the others easily sneaked onto the island without a sound.
The night was hazy, the starry sky brilliant, and the blue sea reflected the pale moonlight, casting jewel-like waves, while the fine sand felt as soft as silk, not prickly at all.
At this mont, a petite figure was on the beach.
As she slowly approached the motorboat moored by the shore, just as she was about to board, a large hand grabbed her.
"Gu Chongchong! Haven’t I treated you well? Why do you insist on leaving ?"
Mo Ting shouted in disappointnt and heartbreak.
In the days spent with her, he almost forgot about his hatred, no longer wishing for revenge, only wanting to live on this island with her forever.
"I..." Chongchong dared not et his gaze.
In all honesty, except for that night when he almost forced himself on her, he truly treated her impeccably the rest of the ti.
But!
She always felt like sothing was missing from her heart, sothing she urgently wanted to find in the outside world.
"Can’t say a word?" Mo Ting glared at her viciously, threatening, "I tell you, I’ll let it go this ti, but if you dare run away again, I’ll...!"
"What will you do?" Chongchong counter-glared at him.
"Spank you!"
"..."
Emmm!
Chongchong couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
"Let’s go, the sea breeze is strong tonight."
Mo Ting placed the little girl on the ground, his large hand holding her soft little hand as they walked toward the castle.
"Mo Ting! Don’t touch !"
Chongchong frantically tried to shake off his hand, but his grip felt like a clamp, no matter how much force she used, she couldn’t break free.
"Let go!"
Chongchong couldn’t help but shout, but the other side still didn’t respond.
"Hey..."
"Shut up!"
"It’s not..."
"Don’t talk!"
"There are people around..." Chongchong just wanted to warn him, but he cut her off relentlessly again.
"If you speak again, I might kiss you!"
At these words, Chongchong imdiately shut her mouth, her eyes curiously watching the people erging around them.
They were wearing camouflage uniforms.
Holding cold guns in their hands.
Coming with a fierce montum.
Clearly, they were here to take Mo Ting’s life.
Chongchong silently lit a candle for him, thinking since he didn’t let her speak, even if he died later, she wouldn’t feel guilty.
"Mo Ting!"
In the night wind, Chenchen’s voice was like Shura.
Mo Ting was initially stunned, instinctively tightening his grip on the little girl, his eyes warily scanning around.
!!!
How on earth did he get surrounded without realizing it?
And how did they find this place?
"Wondering how I found you?"
Chenchen seed to guess what he was thinking, saying with a cold smile.
Hearing his voice, Chongchong involuntarily lifted her gaze, looking towards the source of the sound.
The man was dressed in a military uniform, cold and authoritative, broad-shouldered, long-legged, stunningly handso, his features sowhat resembling Mo Ting’s.
His long legs approached unhurriedly, looking at Mo Ting as though he were a rat.
Oh no!
The feeling of excitent!
Chongchong suddenly felt that the missing part of her heart was now filled!
So, was this love at first sight for him?
Just as Chongchong was lost in her girlish fantasies, she suddenly felt a tightness around her waist.
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