Qi Moyue, who achieved his goal, didn't shirk anything, but before doing a full set of acts, and before turning around and stealing, he still pretended to be uneasy and said: "Okay, but if you are uncomfortable, you must say it, and you can't joke about your body." ”

Joke?

Just a fart joke.

Song Ziyan couldn't help but cover his head, why is Momo like this now, he didn't show his ulterior motives!

Song Ziyan, who couldn't help sighing, quickly adjusted his mentality and prepared to carry out the second part and fight again.

Song Ziyan, who quickly adjusted the policy, felt that it would not work in the dark this time, so it would be clear.

So Song Zi, who had been quiet for a while, moved behind Qi Moyue and hugged Qi Moyue's waist.

Song Ziyan also deliberately adjusted her movements to make herself look more of the lazy temperament of the sticky heroine in the TV series.

Qi Moyue, who guessed that there was this one, seriously cooperated with Song Ziyan's performance, and pretended to be surprised: "What's wrong?" ”

Although Song Ziyan felt that Qi Moyue's reaction was too much, she didn't think about it deeply, after all, her focus was not these.

But if Pei Xi is here, he will definitely choose to slap Song Ziyan in the face, is this still a little genius with the same name as her, so it looks like he has no IQ.

Sure enough, love reduces intelligence.

Song Ziyan, whose IQ has dropped infinitely, is still frantically adjusting his state, and wants to play the character of a sticky girlfriend with all his might.

"People just want to hold you." Song Ziyan used a tone that she felt disgusting, and the fierce woman was coquettish.

"But I'm cooking." Qi Moyue chuckled: "Is it okay to go and sit on the sofa?" ”

Song Ziyan rubbed Qi Moyue's back: "It's not good." ”

Qi Moyue's hand holding the spoon couldn't help but pause.

If this little rascal goes on like this, he will not be able to hold back, but how to let the little rascal leave obediently than she is.

"But it might affect the taste of my food."

As soon as Qi Moyue's voice fell, Song Ziyan decisively let go, the meal was still very important.

Song Ziyan, who was sitting on the sofa obediently, remembered that he had missed a gun just now, was he unattractive, why couldn't Momo get his own points?

Thinking about it, I thought about looking back at Qi Moyue's Song. A certain Wangfu stone. Ziyan saw that she was going to doubt herself.

And Qi Moyue, who perfectly realized his strategy, also looked back at Song Ziyan who was in a daze on the sofa from time to time, and reflected on whether he was using too much force and hurting the little rascal's heart?

But recalling the speeches of the straight women before the little hooligan, "Don't jump off the building", "How to hit the back into the heart", and "Poisoned to death", I suddenly felt that I was nothing.

By the time we were eating, it was almost nine o'clock.

Song Ziyan, who was sitting opposite Qi Moyue, began to moth again.

Song Ziyan has recently been poisoned by the intellectual-reducing novels of a certain street writer Yi Butian, and when he was eating, he decisively took off his shoes and decided to hook Qi Moyue's thighs with his feet.

It's called flirting here.

Unfortunately, tonight's dinner was in the living room, and the real coffee table did not give Song Ziyan a chance to stretch out his feet at all.

Song Ziyan, who thought he was witty, quickly changed his strategy and chose to sit next to Qi Moyue, so in the dim light and ambiguous atmosphere, Song Ziyan decisively stretched out his feet.

Song Ziyan kicked this sincerely, kicking Qi Moyue, who had been cooperating with her performance, into a daze, and she was also sent to the ground by the recoil force and fell to the ground.