There is a familiar atmosphere all around, as well as ...... That faint, familiar scent. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mo Yiming, what are you doing if you don't turn on the lights this big night?" I pulled the corners of my mouth helplessly, even if I didn't have to look back, I knew it was him.

Mo Yiming didn't speak, and hugged my arm tightly.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yiming's reaction was not quite right.

Mo Yiming didn't speak, and he refused to let go of holding me. Standing in place and holding this posture for a long time, he said lightly: "Leng Qiange, you...... Isn't it like him. ”

"Huh?" What's going on with this guy, why do you suddenly ask like this?

His voice was low and hoarse, and for some reason, I was inexplicably distressed to hear his voice.

"Do you like that shaman?" Mo Yiming suddenly let go of me, pressed my shoulder, and let me look at him.

The faint moonlight came in through the windowsill, and Mo Yiming's slightly injured expression could barely be seen.

"No, I'm just ...... with him Hmmm......"

Before I finished my words, Mo Yiming's handsome face suddenly approached and bit my lip hard ventingly!

"Mo Yiming, what are you doing?" I glared at him and raised my hand to rub my swollen lips. This guy's mouth is too ruthless, it hurts......

"Alas~" Mo Yiming sighed heavily and gently hugged me into his arms: "What should I do with you?" Later...... Don't associate with him, okay? ”

My heart suddenly softened, this was the first time, and I heard Mo Yiming's helpless and low tone.

"I'm ...... with him Just friends. I gently pushed Mo Yiming away and looked at him seriously: "The old black man has helped me a lot, and I should ...... it reasonably."

"But I don't like you to get too close to other men, I ......" Mo Yi interrupted me impatiently, and suddenly paused: "I'll be jealous."

"Poof~" The atmosphere instantly stood still for a few seconds, and I couldn't help laughing: "Mo Yiming, can you not be so petty?" I didn't have anything to do with Lao Hei, I didn't hold hands or kiss, what kind of vinegar do you eat? ”

"But ......" Mo Yiming raised his hand to turn on the light in the living room, and said seriously: "That Yin Difference's thoughts on you are obviously not pure."

"Alright, alright, don't think about it." I hooked the corners of my lips and raised my hand to clasp Mo Yiming's neck: "Don't worry, I don't dare to cuckold you."

What if he gets angry and bites me? He's the zombie king, of course, just think about it, don't let him know.

I couldn't help but smile when I thought of this.

"What are you laughing at?" Mo Yiming frowned and looked at me.

"Huh?" I quickly suppressed the smile on my face: "No, it's nothing......"

"Really?" Mo Yiming glanced at me meaningfully, picked me up by the waist, and strode to the bedroom: "However, now I have something."

"Mo Yiming, you, you...... Put me down! "I clung to his collar for fear of falling to the ground.

Mo Yiming ignored my words, strode to the side of the bed, threw me directly on the big bed, and immediately covered my body. The slightly cool lip flap quickly blocked my mouth, not giving me the slightest chance to breathe.

His movements were a little frizzy, not the same as before. I was anxious to unbutton my shirt, and as soon as I unbuttoned two of them, I was impatient, and I ripped off my shirt, and the buttons flew straight out.

"Mo Yiming, you pay for my clothes!" I glared at him fiercely.

"Okay, well, I'll compensate you......" Mo Yiming replied perfunctorily, but the movements in his hands did not stop for a moment.