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Ice Five Girls' little faces were pale, their eyes were frightened, looking at the white fingers pinched on Murong's chin of affection, and looking sideways along the arm, Wang Yue's face appeared in the five women's pupils.

The man pinched the woman's chin, this has always been a conquest move, at this moment, Wang Yue pinched Murong's smooth chin, the five women of Ice already believed the facts in front of them, but they didn't dare to think about what was going to happen next.

I remember that the son of a famous entrepreneur once confessed to Murong and placed ten Lamborghini at the gate of West Asia University, holding a bouquet of human-sized roses, and ten Lamborghini car keys were placed on the roses to propose to Murong.

What he got was that Murong took off his high heels and threw them on his very handsome face, on the grounds that he was dirty and entered the range of her cleanliness and polluted her fresh air.

Murong looks enthusiastic on the surface, and she is naturally charming, but in fact, she has a habit of cleanliness, a habit of cleanliness for men, to put it bluntly, she dislikes any man except her family.

It's just that this disgust is hidden in her heart and will not be revealed casually, just at the moment just now, Wang Yue's fingers pinched Murong Tou's chin, this is no longer a problem of polluting the air, it is directly defiling Murong Affection itself.

The five girls wanted to persuade Murong to be emotional, so that Murong should not be impulsive, but they didn't dare to speak, Murong Confession's temper was fickle, she was happy, she would make everyone happy, she was unhappy, she would make everyone unhappy.

Murong pinched Wang Yue's face affectionately, Wang Yue pinched Murong Chin's affectionate chin, and the two froze, motionless, like two trees rooted but entangled.

Jiang Zhishui squinted his handsome eyes, there were a few waves in his calm eyes, his ears trembled slightly, he heard a slight sound of footsteps, and his eyes instinctively followed the footsteps.

Gentle as jade face, elegant scholarly temperament, gentlemanly style between steps, chuckling between the heroic color, at first glance, he is a scholar, take a closer look, he is the emperor, and then look, he seems to be just the most inconspicuous one among the ordinary crowd, he is shrouded in mystery, slowly walking.

"Brother!" Jiang Zhishui got up and shouted at the man who was walking slowly.

The person who came was Jiang Zhishui's biological eldest brother, Wang Yue's ultimate enemy, Jiang Xuanye.

Jiang Xuanye had a smile in his eyes, nodded slightly, a light and chic swelled up on his gentle face, and a soft voice slowly sounded: "Is the ugly drama good?" ”

Jiang Xuanye's fluttering words fixed everyone as a clown, what is a clown, similar to a clown who looks like a clown who only makes people laugh, sometimes he doesn't even laugh, and in the end his efforts are in vain.

This question, which should have been easy to answer, became very difficult to answer because of the dramatic turning scene, Jiang Zhishui shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "See for yourself." ”

Jiang Xuanye shifted his gaze, and finally froze, the portrait in his pupils was a charming woman pinching the cheeks of a beautiful boy, the beautiful boy pinched the chin of a charming woman, he bowed his head slightly, and his slightly longer bangs covered his eyes, covering half of his handsome face.

His lips slowly pursed up, and when he reached a certain arc, he suddenly grinned at the corners of his mouth, revealing a small row of white cancans, which should have been very handsome, but no matter how he looked at the eerie teeth, the light was like the light of death shining in the moonlight of the Death Scythe.

As Han Jinhe, who is familiar with Murong Affection, compared to the five Ice girls who were so nervous that she trembled all over, she was extremely relaxed, because Murong pinched the fingers on Wang Yue's face, causing her body to stand up slightly, and because Wang Yue pinched the fingers on Murong Affection's chin, they slowly fell, and her delicate buttocks sat on the soft chair surface, and her delicate body leaned on the comfortable back of the chair.

Han Jinhe would never say how much she knew about Murong Confession, even if Wang Yue asked, Murong Confession only said a small part casually, but it is undeniable that Han Jinhe is the person who knows Murong Confession best, which Han Jinhe never knows, but Murong Confession clearly knows.

Han Jinhe's eyes were soothing, her eyes were a little dry after being open for too long, she slowly closed her eyelids, wanted to moisten her eyes, closed her eyes and glanced at it inadvertently, as a result, Han Jinhe's originally relaxed nerves instantly tensed, and her eyes focused on Jiang Xuanye, why did he come, he was affectionate to Murong......

The atmosphere that had been silent for a long time finally broke with Murong's affectionate opening: "Little pet, you are very unwell-behaved, very unwell-behaved!" ”

Her green jade fingers were still pulling Wang Yue's cheeks, so much so that Wang Yue's cheeks were a little red and swollen.

Wang Yue hooked the corners of his lips, his fingers were still pinching Murong Tou's chin, without the slightest intention of letting go, Murong was affectionate, Wang Yue's strength was not small, Murong was pinched with affection, his chin was faintly white, and his evil eyes were a little arrogant, without giving in, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, I'm not your little pet." ”

Wang Yue knew the consequences of saying this, but he still chose to say it, he would compromise, he would give in, but when he touched his bottom line, he would not hesitate to fight back, no matter who the other party was.

Listening to Wang Yue's-for-tat words, the hearts of the five girls suddenly stopped, and secretly scolded Wang Yue for being stupid and not knowing how to be flexible at all.

Some people eat soft but not hard, some people eat hard but not soft, the five girls don't know what kind of person Murong is intimate, because no one has ever been able to really see through Murong pouring, but they believe that if Wang Yue says something soft, even if there is no benefit, at least there is no harm, but Wang Yue just spoke to Murong in the sharpest tone.

When the five girls sighed in their hearts, Murong poured out her next move to surprise everyone.

One of Murong's beautiful hands was still pulling Wang Yue's cheeks, but the other beautiful hand didn't know when to pull out a narrow black tie, the tie was very new, and it could be seen that it was newly bought.

Murong threw the tie on Wang Yue's neck, controlled the tie with one hand, and tied the tie with a very untidy live buckle, like a rope sleeve, on Wang Yue's neck.

She pulled the tie hard, and the tie around Wang Yue's neck pulled Wang Yue's body forward, and in the process of pulling, one of her hands was still pulling on Wang Yue's face, but she adjusted her posture to a horizontal swing to avoid Wang Yue's cheeks leaning forward, she didn't want to have a trace of barrier.

Soon, she stopped exerting force, Wang Yue's small face that was a little distant from her before, was now close to her pretty face, the tips of their noses were almost together, and their breaths were exhaled on each other's faces, and she recalled his previous sentence "Sorry, I'm not your little pet".

Murong gently opened her rose-like red lips, almost sticking to Wang Yue's lips, she smiled amazingly, and said, "Yes, you are not my little pet, because you are my man!" ”