Situ Qinglang was not excited, Na Cheng's eyes were red first, she felt that Situ Qinglang was humiliated because of herself, and she couldn't help feeling guilty and angry, but she didn't know what to do.

He Jiaming saw that his sweetheart was aggrieved, and his heart rose sharply and was inexplicably distressed, although he was indeed very angry just now, but he has always been soft-hearted towards women.

Situ Qinglang didn't speak for a long time, although his face was dark, he also regained his calm in an instant, and his slender and bony fingers gently tapped the table.

No one knew what he was thinking, and Sweetheart didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing this, He Jialuo was very proud in his heart, and he added again: "Showing affection on the right occasion is a sign of a man's love for a woman, isn't it, sweetheart?"

Sweetheart looked up angrily and glared at him with hatred that could rip the flesh off his face!

"The second young man refuses to kiss you, I think he doesn't love you, sweetheart, aren't you angry?" He Jialuo continued to fan the flames, well versed in the way of "if you don't die, you won't die".

Sweetheart stood up suddenly, almost overturning the cup in front of her, He Jialuo thought she was going to rush over and hit herself!

She ignored He Jialuo, but suddenly smiled all over her face, and said to He Jiaming shyly: "Or, I'll kiss you?"

He Jiaming was stunned, he didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd, and said with a smile: "Huh?"

Sweetheart didn't know why she said such things in a hot head, but ...... She always had to find a step for Qinglang to go down, not to mention that compared to Qinglang, she felt that her kiss was not very important.

"You see, we lost anyway, instead of watching me kiss him, it is better to watch me kiss you. Sweetheart explained gibberishly.

What the hell am I talking about...... God, it's like a brain-dead!

The alpaca in her heart was running wildly, and she was calm as usual, and she really wanted to walk over while talking.

As soon as she came out like this, everyone's eyes were focused on Situ Qinglang again, Situ Qinglang sat there with a blue face, and said in his heart that he really shouldn't have come today.

Ma Weiwei opened her mouth wide and stared at her like a senile dementia, obediently, you won't really kiss it, will you really kiss it?

No, the second young man will burn this place down with a fire!

In a strange silence, Sweetheart walked towards He Jiaming with the heart of a strong man going to death.

Situ Qinglang watched motionlessly, his mood a little complicated.

What if someone misunderstands being a cuckold? He thought he would remain so indifferent. He was used to playing with life, and this so-called criticism was as light as a feather to him, and his heart should be as unshakable as a rock.

But seeing the aggrieved little eyes of the sweetheart, the heavy little steps, his heart couldn't calm down no matter what.

How could she do such a thing for herself?

Seeing He Jiaming's sinister smile with a successful conspiracy, Situ Qinglang's heart was even more angry, did she have a bag in her brain or entered the water, and she actually wanted to provoke He Jiaming's carrot?

"Teng", he and Ma Weiwei stood up at the same time.

Ma Weiwei was frightened by Situ Qinglang who suddenly stood up, this soldier is too scary, don't you stand like a loose one!

She really can't see He Jiaming embarrassing her little sister's sweetheart, anyway, it's a kiss, she might as well offer it herself, anyway, they haven't done anything lewd and disorderly!

So the two of them took another step at the same time, and Ma Weiwei's body just blocked her sweetheart's way.

Sweetheart glanced at Ma Weiwei in confusion, suddenly her wrist tightened, and she was suddenly pulled into her arms by the person behind her, and then suddenly, her eyes turned black, and she was pried open and sucked her lips.

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