Rong Yi got closer, her jade-like face was already close at hand, and the breath she exhaled almost lifted her fine hair,

"Last time you were like a puppet, it was useless to shout at you. It wasn't until you called out the word Long'er that you came back to your senses.

I think you like me that way, so you changed it. ”

"Ahh Ming Yulong thought about it, it is indeed true.

At that time, there was a strange voice in her head that kept calling her Long'er, and she felt that people were out of control.

directly coincided with Rong Yi's voice, and she woke up.

But......

Ming Yulong raised from her contemplation, her head slammed into someone's delicate and beautiful chin, she covered her forehead and hissed,

"You can talk, what are you doing so close!"

Rong Yi's eyes were filled with helplessness.

He is so close, of course, it is because the atmosphere is good, and he can properly cultivate the intimacy between the two.

This collision, there is no beautiful atmosphere.

Of course, as a professional black-bellied, it is impossible to recruit the thoughts in your heart.

So he covered his chin and showed a painful look,

"I just wanted to help you stick a piece of stuff on your head, but you hit me like this, it hurts."

Ming Yulong touched her bun, but she didn't see anything dirty.

However, this time it did hit a little hard, and her forehead hurt a little.

It's just that Rong Yi seems to be in a bit of pain, and a pair of inky jade-like eyes narrowed.

"Does it really hurt?"

Rong Yi half-closed his long eyelashes and nodded gently, it looked like a magnolia flower hanging on a crumbling branch in autumn.

Looking at it makes people feel that he is in pain.

It's such an exaggeration, and it's a little too thin and tender.

Ming Yulong looked at his delicate and fair skin like white porcelain floating in water, and felt that it was possible.

Inevitably, Rong Da Belly Hei blackened her by headbanging incident, and Ming Yulong decided to confirm the seriousness of the matter.

She patted Rong Yi, "Let go of your hand and show me if it's swollen?" ”

Rong Yi slowly let go of his hand, revealing his jaw that had been hit.

On the skin, which is as white as milk, there is a red trace, which looks slightly swollen, and there seem to be some traces of purple.

It really hit so hard.

Doesn't she have to break her face?

Ming Yulong waved his hand: "I remember that there is a mirror on your carriage, take it out and show it to me." ”

Rong Yi opened one place and took out a round box for her, Ming Yulong opened it and couldn't help complaining:

Obviously, she is a good woman, obviously she should be as delicate as a flower, and she will break when touched.

For what reason, her forehead only had a little red mark on her forehead.

And Rong Yi's chin is swollen?

Rong Yi saw that her eyes were shining, her face was strange, she sighed softly, half-lowered her eyelashes, and said:

"It's just a touch, it's not a big problem. It's just that when you get to Longyu Plaza, it will be a little troublesome after people see it. ”

Uh, yes.

Wait until the birthday day, so many people, so many pairs of eyes, seeing the blue chin of the Snow Moon Boy in their hearts, they will probably want to beat her.

She didn't want to get into a lot of trouble just because of that.

Ming Yulong leaned over, reached out and stroked the red and swollen piece, checked the extent of the injury, and found that it was only a bruise on the outer skin, and complained:

"I said Rong Da Shizi, are you made of tofu? It's almost blue when you touch it! Really, don't you have ice cubes on your wagon? Where is it? ”