Wei Cheng casually hooked his lips, glanced at the road scene that was picked up by himself, and said innocently: Aren't you going to hang?"

"Hang up. How long do you want to stay in my arms?"

Lu Jing's face was slightly red, and his voice was a little lower: Who wants to be in your arms!"

"Then hang up, and I'll let you down. ”

Wei Cheng lifted her up in the air, wrapped his hands around her slender waist, and shook her, which was so light that she couldn't speak.

Lu Jing had to hug his neck with one hand, and tie the red cloth with the other hand.

The faint mint smell that belonged to him came, and it smelled inexplicably good.

"Alright, let me go. ”

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