Lin Ming noticed Wen Ci's gaze, moved slightly, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Don't look at it." ”

Lin Ming, who didn't pretend to be pretty, instantly made people have an undeniable pressure, and Wen Ci withdrew his gaze.

"The two of them ......" Wen Ci endured and endured, looking at Cai Zeheng in front of him, he grabbed Qi Siming's hand that was about to touch his waist, and glared at him warningly, he really couldn't help it.

"When?"

Lin Ming reached out and pinched her face, and lowered his voice: "Look at this posture for a while, you see what they do." ”

Wen Ci shook his head, with an emotional look: "It's nothing, probably sour." As soon as the words fell, she felt the soft flesh on her waist being pinched, and she looked down in astonishment, seeing Lin Ming's threatening eyes.

"Why do you envy them? Don't you have it yourself? Is it that I'm not good-looking enough or am I that I can't let you push it down? Or am I not secretly intimate with you? Tired of this? Oh, woman. Lin Ming said with a cold face.

Wen Ci was dizzy and dazzled by this series of cannon-like questions, and he couldn't care about Qi Siming and Cai Zeheng, so he hurriedly appeased Lin Ming, who had blown up Mao.

"Don't get excited...... I don't envy, I have, you are good-looking, soft, easy to push down, and often intimate with me makes me feel very happy, how can I be tired? Never get tired! ”

It is not easy to write down all the problems, and Wen Ci deeply feels that he is simply a good hand at survival.

But when I think about it, I feel strange, originally the death N even asked about this matter should be his own behavior, and the matter of survival should correspond to Lin Ming's matter, why is it only a few hours, after Lin Ming showed his true face to himself, everything fell down, and now he feels that he is completely living under his "obscenity".

Wen Ci was a little skeptical about life, but Lin Ming continued to lean on the shoulder of the girl beside him with satisfaction.

"Hey, you dare to touch it anywhere!" Cai Zeheng put down Qi Siming's hand, and his tone was a little fierce, but when he actually looked at his eyes, he knew that this person was just putting on a show.

"I didn't mean to...... Qi Siming touched his nose reasonably, "I got used to it." ”

Cai Zeheng's eyes widened instantly. "Habit? Shouldn't this be something I'm used to? He lowered his head, thinking that others could not see it, and put his face close to Qi Siming.

"What's the matter? What do you want to do? ”

Qi Siming dodged back, pretending to cough: "No, no, you go away, these eyes in the back are pointed!" ”

Cai Zeheng didn't move, and let him push himself, which is a big deal: "Want to rebel?" ”

"No, no, no, no, you don't talk nonsense!" Qi Siming leaned back suddenly, avoiding the dangerous atmosphere, and covered his face in a panic, "Hurry up and go away, Xiao Ci is watching!! ”

Yes, when he hid back just now, he caught a glimpse of Wen Ci staring at himself with a hint of teasing eyes in his inquiry, if he hadn't been pulled by Lin Ming, it was estimated that he would have had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's over. Damn it.

Lao Tzu's gutter capsized.

Wen Ci, the dead child, knows, and doesn't know what flowers to be lost.

It didn't take long for him to find out.

The group was finally let down from the fatal hearse by Jiang Wang, and they were all a little unconscious. Wen Ci led Lin Ming to pass by Qi Siming, and chatted with Lin Ming as if unintentionally: "Eh, do you remember the pot of iron trees in my room?" ”

...... There's a ghost iron tree in your room.

"Yes." Lin Ming still said.

"I saw him yesterday, and guess what?"

"What's wrong?" I can't turn a blind eye to the performance that should be with you.

"He blossomed!!"

With a loud and proud shout, there was an eerie silence around.