The feel of poking down is very subtle, slightly soft, and a little hard, probably uncomfortable to be poked by him.

Mu Feng only felt that the touch under his hand had changed slightly, and the touch of the hard sugar cube disappeared, replaced by a soft touch.

It was as if she had unconsciously replaced the position of the sugar cube with the tip of her tongue.

This kind of touch made Mu Feng's body stiffen suddenly, and his fingertips subconsciously exerted slightly, wanting to feel it again.

But before I felt it, I was overturned by the little girl.

This is really a safe little bully.

Mu Feng stabilized his body slightly, but he had no intention of resisting, and let his little overlord overturn him.

Qinghui didn't treat him so ruthlessly, although it was said to be overturned, but the strength was much lighter, compared to the previous direct downfall of those people, making people have back pain and couldn't get up, this is really gentle to the extreme.

Yes, Xiaobawang's gentleness is to drop you directly, or slow down and then put you down.

Shallow coffee watched it for a long time: Tsk, it's so gentle.

Qinghui pressed one knee on Mu Feng's side, and his white little hand pressed on his chest.

The thin white fingers tapped on his chest a few times, and his eyes were slightly raised, and he looked carefully at this guy who obviously felt as if he had changed a person.

But it's easy to push down.

It's a bit of an illusion.

Qinghui did the same, and raised his hand to poke him in the cheek.

Also soft.

Qinghui tilted his head and thought for a moment.

Lord Lingjian didn't poke it, and it wasn't open, so he spoke.

"You ......"

Then the little white hand was held.

Mu Feng raised his hand and pinched Qinghui's little paw in his hand.

When the young man was knocked down by Qinghui, the jade crown on his head fell off and rolled to the side, his black hair scattered all over the ground, connecting with the corners of Qinghui's black clothes, and the corners of his crimson lips were slightly hooked.

Moved Qinghui's hand poking his cheek down, and as if unintentionally, touched Qinghui's fingertips with his soft lips.

Then he laughed lowly, with a weak and fragile beauty, but the momentum around him was extremely strong.

It's not like that kind of weak and well-behaved teenager at all.

"Knock me down so many times, Qinghui ......"

His voice was low and hoarse, and his dark eyes were raised, and the emotions that had been slightly constricted by the long eyelashes were unreservedly pounced.

"Huihui, are you responsible?"

At first, he had all kinds of precautions, but later, he didn't bother to worry about who sent Qinghui to him.

flirted with him, and there was no chance of running away.

Qinghui looked at him, his cheeks bulging slightly, "Don't." ”

What is the responsibility? Spirit Sword Master is not responsible!

What's more-

"You didn't let me get close before, you didn't let me hug you."

Qinghui opened his mouth with a small face expressionlessly.

This kind of thing is obviously remembered quite clearly.

Vengeful.

Mu Feng paused for a moment, but he didn't expect to move a stone and hit his own foot, the little girl could remember such a distant hatred, and she couldn't help but defend herself.

"Didn't you follow what you wanted?"

You want to sleep in your arms, he resisted for less than two days and compromised, you want to sleep in the moonlight, and you want to be warm, so he asked people to surround the top four sides with a curtain, the moonlight fell overhead, but the wind was blocked by the curtain, and he also spontaneously came to warm her bed.