Yan Siqing felt as if she was living in a dream, took a deep breath, pinched herself with her hand, and felt the pain, before turning to Song Kexin and smiling: "Kexin, we did it. . . For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ. ”

Song Kexin was seven points jealous, three points envious, and took her hand affectionately: "Ou Can is so good to you." ”

"I'm so envious."

Then he was vicious: "After looking at Xia Yimo, how dare you be majestic to us!" ”

......

In the evening, Xia Yimo and Mu Jingchen went to dinner.

When I was about to arrive at the restaurant, Feng Yu called.

Mu Jingchen glanced at the remarks lightly, he refused in his heart, he didn't have to think about it, he knew what Feng Yu wanted to ask. But I couldn't bear it, there was a timely rain around me, and I connected him intimately.

"Brother, where did you and your sister-in-law go to eat behind our backs?" Feng Yu smiled sheepishly.

Mu Jingchen parked the car on the side of the road and raised his eyebrows: "There are so many people, do we have to move?" ”

"Poof—"

Beside him, Xia Yimo heard Mu Jingchen's cold joke, and the corners of her lips hooked up with laughter.

Feng Yu persuaded step by step: "...... You can't leave us behind, brother! We can take pictures, we can retouch, we can tell jokes, we can play games......"

"It still glows."

Mu Jingchen interrupted lightly, and his thin 'lips' moved: "Have you ever seen a dinner date with a row of street lamps?" ”

Xia Yimo, funny: "......" This is very poisonous.

Feng Yu was stunned: "...... What the hell is a street lamp? ”

This is a strong disgust......

reacted for a few seconds, patted his chest, and complained faintly: "...... (#‵′) Damn! Have you ever seen such a handsome street lamp as me? ”

Mu Jingchen: "What about the face?" ”

The beautiful eyelids twitched, and the thin 'lips' moved: "No matter how beautiful the lamp is, the essence is to shine." ”

Feng Yu was stuffed with a mouthful of blood in his heart.

gave up the treatment and said lazily: "Brother, you give the phone to your sister-in-law, Ning Xiaoxin has something to say to her." ”

Xia Yimo took the phone.

I heard Ning Xin ask excitedly: "Momo, have you seen the hot search on Weibo?" Although there was a little bit of a situation at the Ou Can signing meeting today, fortunately, fans understood and there was no big problem. ”

Xia Yimo's eyebrows curled and he smiled: "Ou Can's fans have always been very loyal. Although a small number of them are extremely fanatical, most of them are die-hard fans, after all, their appearance and personality charm are there. ╮(╯▽╰)╭”

Hearing this, Mu Jingchen glanced at her and raised his good-looking eyebrows.

Beautiful eyes, I can't see any emotions clearly.

Ning Xin chatted with Xia Yimo, and the two talked very happily.

The central content is roughly that Ou Can has a "good face", "a good figure", "good singing", "a national male god", plus "a good family background".

Mu Jingchen glanced at his watch, and gave the 'girl' child beside him a meaningful gaze, leaned over beautifully, and opened the seat belt on her body with her long arms.

"Click".

Xia Yimo thought she was going to a restaurant to eat.

changed his hand to talk about the phone, and just about to open the car 'door', his small body was light, and the next moment, he was hugged and sat on Mu Jingchen.

Face.

The body is close to each other.

Ambiguous posture | ambiguous | ashamed | ashamed.

An arm wrapped tightly around her waist and pressed her into his arms.

Xia Yimo raised her little head weakly, and her eyes just looked into the boy's beautiful and deep eyes.

First Reaction –

"It's over".

"Xin'er, we're going to dinner, we'll talk later!" After saying it in one breath, he quickly hung up the phone.

The next moment, a hot 'kiss' fell.

But, the dragonfly dotted the water, and it flashed.

didn't even be ravaged severely, Xia Yimo was still a little surprised.

The corner of the 'lips' smiled sweetly, wrapped his little hand around his neck, and kissed him flatteringly at the corner of his 'lips': "Mu Jingchen, let's go to dinner." ”

"Go on."