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Angry in his heart, Feng Qian gritted his teeth and glanced at him, and snorted: "After getting along with you for so many years, you should be thankful that my temper hasn't deteriorated, do you still expect me to get better?" ”

This man is clearly talking nonsense, her temper is obviously good enough, okay?

Except for him, who knows her doesn't say that she is more gentle, more considerate and more ladylike than she was back then?!

"Oh?" Jun Moying's tail voice rose, and with a slick of the palm of her right hand, she lifted her delicate and soft little face in her direction and looked at her playfully, "Is I treating you badly or killing you, how can being with me make your temper worse?" ”

Feng Qian thought about it and said that she was not the type to talk nonsense with her eyes open, so she shook her head seriously: "It's not!" When the man's handsome eyebrows were raised higher, she puffed out her face and muttered, "You didn't let me when we quarreled, so it made my temper irritable!" ”

"Quarrel?"

“…… Even if it's not a quarrel, it's called a bicker! Feng Qian resisted stubbornly and struggled desperately.

The man still shook his head, "I let you do everything, where am I willing to quarrel with you?" With that, a kiss gently fell between her slender and fair neck, and the warm thin lips brushed her skin, causing Feng Qian to tremble and raise a little pimple.

Feng Qian felt a sense of heroic shortness of breath, "Aren't you now?" ”

As soon as I spoke, I realized that my voice didn't look like my own, and it was soft and charming.

She glared at him with a slight annoyance, and this man knew how to use this trick!

"Shallow, I'm loving you now......"

He deliberately whispered in her ear with that ambiguous voice and tone that made people blush and heartbeat, and his thin lips were almost close to the roots of her ears, which would be wiped from time to time, making Feng Qian tremble twice, "Why can't you even tell the difference between love and bickering, how do you say I should punish you?" ”

Feng Qian was frightened, and immediately thought of her miserable old waist, so she shook her head like a rattle, and all those temperament and face were left behind by her, and she deliberately softened her voice and even said with a trace of crying: "Jun Moying, you promised not to ...... for the rest of the days."

"Yes, is there one?" He interrupted her words faintly.

It seems that there is none.

"You don't joke, you can't talk and it doesn't count!" Feng Qian thought indignantly, I don't know how many times you have joked about this matter!

"I don't think I really remember."

What's more, he clearly doesn't want to do anything now, right?

Jun Moying chuckled happily, this little thing is really not funny, although he himself has some reactions now, but for the sake of her last night's appearance, now this blue sky still doesn't toss her.

Otherwise, it would really make her anxious, but it would be more than just biting him like a night cat.

What's more, there was something more important today—something she didn't want him to know, but it was very important in her heart.

Since last night, he knew that she was restless, so he teased her when he criticized the excerpts......

Before Feng Qian could speak, he said again: "Then you say, what about my wounds?" ”

Feng Qian was stunned, "What wound?" ”

The man's big palm held half of her body in his arms, and turned an angle, but he was still very close to her.

He lifted his chin and motioned for her to look, "This." ”