If she really said that, would the bomb in the collar around her neck really be activated, blowing her head off?

The thought was scary, but Mo Xiaoqing had made up her mind. She suddenly shouted loudly:

"Captain Xu, wait a minute, I have something to say."

Xu Yao turned around in confusion, staring at Mo Xiaoqing intently.

"Captain Xu, this is it. I am very happy to be here, and I am really happy that you arranged this birthday party for me.

In fact, I am already very happy that you agreed to come to this island with me. This should be a memory worth cherishing for my whole life.

Now, what I want to say is that Captain Xu should still remember that I was kidnapped and then sent back.

I lied to you. And I know..."

Mo Xiaoqing had just said this when she could feel the collar on her neck gradually getting smaller and smaller, directly encircling her neck.

Mo Xiaoqing's eyes began to blur and her breathing became rapid. She could only feel that there was suddenly a dark shadow next to her, approaching her step by step, and there was a rustling sound under his feet.

Before she could react, she suddenly felt a hand brushing her hair, holding her head, and then a soft object pressed against her.

Mo Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, and looked up at a loss, only to find that the person in front of her was Xu Yao.

And what was touching her lips was not something else, but Xu Yao's soft and wet lips.

Xu Yao was now kissing her gently.

Then the kiss became deep, and Mo Xiaoqing opened her mouth in a trance and began to breathe. Xu Yao's tongue slid into her mouth and chased her tongue.

Mo Xiaoqing's heartbeat slowly accelerated, but fortunately she could feel the collar on her neck starting to loosen little by little.

She tried to open her eyes, but she had no choice but to respond to Xu Yao's lips numbly and kiss him slowly.

Mo Xiaoqing was also relieved. She decided to kiss Xu Yao back, slowly opening her eyes and looking at him intoxicatedly.

That's all.

Before she died, it would be worth it to have a passionate love union.

Mo Xiaoqing panted softly and slowly put her arms around Xu Yao's waist. She finally understood why lovers liked to use kisses to express their love for each other. Happiness and hesitation, anxiety, uneasiness, and uneasiness would all be comforted in this kiss.

They wanted to exchange something, such as emotions, whether sad or happy, trust or doubt.

They were so intoxicated that they forgot everything else.

Forget all the sorrow and pain, but inadvertently, Mo Xiaoqing seemed to see the sorrow and helplessness in Xu Yao's eyes.

Looking at the handsome outline of Xu Yao in front of her, it was also like the silhouette of a sculpture, a kind of unreal beauty.

Mo Xiaoqing was fascinated by such Xu Yao.

She was wondering when she began to fall in love with this man without knowing it.

Mo Xiaoqing never liked other people smoking, but as long as it was Xu Yao, she didn't hate it, she really didn't hate it. Every time she saw him smoking, she tried to let him quit smoking, but in the end she accepted his smoking habit calmly.

He lit a cigarette and smoked slowly, and Mo Xiaoqing would sit down and watch quietly beside him.

Why did I fall in love with him? Even if she thought about this question again, the answer was still unclear, but at this moment, Mo Xiaoqing understood her obsession so clearly, it was entangled to the bone.

This man was the man she loved the most. She could look at him for a long time like this, and she would never get tired of him.

Maybe it was because she liked his arrogant look, the inferiority and fragility behind his sharp eyes, his straightforward and pragmatic style, and the kindness wrapped under his domineering attitude.

She liked the way he was fierce, which could touch the softness in his heart. She liked his eyes full of endless sorrow, his occasional pursed lips and wrinkled brows, his well-defined face, and his thick, bloodless lips.

In the end, Mo Xiaoqing could only smile helplessly. It was not surprising. There were so many reasons to like him.

But the collar just tightened, making Mo Xiaoqing truly realize that everything Li Tianfeng said was not a joke.

Mo Xiaoqing was now thinking about how to convey the information she knew. If she wrote it on herself with a pen, whether she wrote it in front or behind, she would be monitored.

So the only way she could convey it was to say the most critical points as quickly as possible.

Now when Mo Xiaoqing was lost in thought, she suddenly felt that her body had fallen into a warm and wide embrace. She looked up and saw Xu Yao's familiar profile. He was looking down at her and said with a smile:

"Xiaoqing, it's cold outside. Let's go into the tent."

Just like that, Mo Xiaoqing was gently held by Xu Yao and put directly into the tent and the soft and comfortable mattress.

Xu Yao came over and pressed directly on Mo Xiaoqing's body. This action made Mo Xiaoqing stunned immediately, and she resisted with her whole body.

As an adult, she already knew what to do next from Xu Yao's eyes. It was not that she was coy. Now Mo Xiaoqing was wearing this collar on her neck. God knows if she can see everything outside through the gauze.

If this is the case, Mo Xiaoqing feels that this is very much like a live adult game.

So Mo Xiaoqing resisted and tried to struggle out of Xu Yao's body.

But Xu Yao did not let her escape, and his lips had already landed on her skin, and waves of tingling sensations were directly transmitted back to Mo Xiaoqing's head. This texture that could melt the skin, Xu Yao slid the tip of his tongue to the position of the collarbone and bit it carefully, and his arms had slowly circled Mo Xiaoqing's waist.

Although Mo Xiaoqing also had a thrilling sense of excitement, the dreamy sweet taste of reality and memories intertwined together.

However, all of this had already escaped her plan.

"Captain Asahi, can you please stop for a moment? I don't want to talk to you today...

I wonder if we can calm down and have a good talk."

After listening to her, Xu Yao stopped all his movements, licked his lower lip, and looked at Mo Xiaoqing with wide eyes in confusion, like a cat that has not eaten enough. His eyes were full of simple and straightforward desire and lust, and his eyes were shining.

Xu Yao just looked up and down at her face, trying to find some information from Mo Xiaoqing's face, and finally said:

"Okay, I promise you, we will talk, but let's do the business first."

As Xu Yao spoke, he began to unzip his pants and threw off his shirt. In an instant, only his underwear was left, which made Mo Xiaoqing blush instantly.

She had slept with Xu Yao before, but this time she felt very uncomfortable.