However, she really didn't dare to tell him, because she didn't dare to gamble with Xiaoru's life!

Her voice was soft and waxy, like a soft sugar slowly melting in the bottom of his heart, a thread, a wisp, wrapped around his heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

His chin strained to stiffen unconsciously relaxed.

He could never really be angry with her.

But if he forgave her so easily, he was unwilling!

"Do you think that's the end of it?" he lowered his head and looked at her coldly.

"That'...... What do you want? or, I'll make it up to you?" she blinked her bright spring eyes, a flattering smile on her lips.

She knew that he was still angry, this matter was indeed something she did wrong, she shouldn't have said goodbye without saying goodbye, how could a man who was so proud and conceited like him stand this?

His heart pounded.

"How are you going to make amends?" he continued to look cold, his tone stiff and not the slightest bit loose.

Can't let her slip along the way, otherwise he won't want to restrain her in the future.

"I ......" she rolled her eyes flexibly, her face flushed slightly, and she bit her lip and said, "What kind of compensation do you want?"

He hugged her waist tightly, the two of them were very close to each other, he looked down at her, the flush on her face was like a peach blossom in March, pink and attractive, and her eyes were moist like black grapes, so that his breath stopped all of a sudden, and his gaze moved down, falling on her pale pink cherry lips.

She noticed his gaze and her face turned even redder.

The two of them thought of the dragonfly-like kiss.

Mo Chuan's heartbeat began to speed up, and again and again, as if bewitched, he slowly lowered his head, and approached her little by little, his heart beating faster and faster.

She seemed to know his intentions, and did not struggle, but obediently closed her eyes, and two rows of long, dense eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyelids, waiting quietly.

"No, no, no!"

Just as his lips brushed the tip of her nose and were about to fall, her eyes suddenly widened, and she reached out to cover his.

"Why not?" his voice was hoarse, and there was a faint flash of fire in his eyes.

He almost gritted his teeth.

This narrow ghost girl, when it comes to the critical moment, comes to tease him, what does she want!

"You said you were going to make it up to me!" he said, word for word, his voice muffled from her palm, with a breath of heat that made her palm warm and ticklish.

She couldn't help but chuckle, let go of her hand, and said with a grin: "You still have a human skin mask, I don't want to accidentally touch the skin of a dead person I don't know which dead person when you kiss me for a while, well, it must feel disgusting!"

She frowned in disgust.

Mo Chuan's face suddenly turned green.

He lifted the mask off his face, threw it on the ground, and glared at her angrily: "Is this okay now?"

Under the candlelight, his handsome and elegant eyebrows and eyes were delicate and flawless, his eyes were as bright as cold stars in the sky, and even glaring at her, there was affection in his eyes.

"Yes, of course, you close your eyes first. ”

She smiled and narrowed her eyes, her eyes crooked like a little fox.

Although he took off his mask, the beautiful and sweet ambiguous atmosphere was interrupted, and no matter how bold she was now, she was too embarrassed to take the initiative to kiss him, especially when he was staring at her.