Hearing her words, Jiang Muye couldn't help but sneer, and An Xiaoxiao glanced at him and lip-synced: "Don't laugh!" ”

Jiang Muye shrugged his shoulders and simply leaned lazily on the head of the bed, his legs folded but he looked comfortable.

Seeing that he looked at the jokes with ease, An Xiaoxiao lost interest in quarreling with An Yunqi, and arguing with her was really a shame!

"An Xiaoxiao, I advise you to leave Jiang Muye obediently, otherwise you will look good!" An Yunqi threatened again very seriously.

An Xiaoxiao snorted: "I'm already good-looking, I don't need to look better!" Bye! ”

She hung up the phone and threw it to Jiang Muye, he quickly caught it, and there was a touch of intrigue between his eyebrows: "It turns out that you will quarrel too?" And will say: What about your face? Don't want it? This kind of talk. ”

An Xiaoxiao didn't bother to pay attention to him, so she lay down and responded to him with a cold and hard back.

Jiang Muye: "...... An Xiaoxiao, it's too much! ”

She came over with her mobile phone to let her vent her evil anger, and she actually put a stinky face on him!

Ann snorted and continued her performance.

Jiang Muye frowned: "An Xiaoxiao! ”

An Xiaoxiao got up suddenly, uncovered the quilt and jumped out of bed, stood in front of him with her waist crossed, and looked up at him: "Am I excessive?" She did such a despicable and shameless thing, what happened to me scolding her? Don't let me answer the phone if I'm too much! ”

Jiang Muye reached out and pressed her head and raised his eyebrows: "I really want to see what is in your little head?" Paste! ”

"Yes, mush! 95 years old paste! How! ”

Jiang Muye hooked his lips and smiled: "95 years? Well, it's authentic. ”

An Xiaoxiao: "......"

Authentic yarn, co-authored and laughed at her brainless, right?

An Xiaoxiao was a little fried: "I'm so frightened, if you don't comfort me, forget it, and come over to laugh at me!" Are you embarrassed? ”

"It's not that you're stupid!" Jiang Muye pressed An Xiaoxiao's head against his chest, and let her struggle without letting go.

Jiang Muye's powerful heartbeat reached An Xiaoxiao's ears, gradually ironing her irritable heart.

Thankfully, he saved himself.

An Xiaoxiao comforted herself that there was nothing to lose by being hugged by him.

But there is always a feeling in my heart that I am committing a crime behind Jiang Muye's back, what is the situation?

An Xiaoxiao struggled to raise her head and asked cautiously and eloquently: "You won't be Jiang Muye's twin brother, right?" ”

Jiang Muye was helpless, his hands lifted hard, and in An Xiaoxiao's exclamation, he accurately dragged her buttocks, and An Xiaoxiao leaned on him in a sitting posture.

The two finally leveled their eyes, and An Xiaoxiao saw a smile in Jiang Muye's deep and silent eyes: "Take a closer look, who am I?" ”

An Xiaoxiao saw his handsome and distinct facial features, a broad and graceful nose and thin lips, which was Jiang Muye's right.

The breath between the two breaths was entangled, An Xiaoxiao smelled a faint smell of tobacco on him, and she frowned: "Makino doesn't smoke." ”

Jiang Muye's expression was indifferent: "I smoke it when I'm in a bad mood." ”

"So." An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips: "You've been lying to me!" ”

"Where did I lie to you?" Jiang Muye raised his eyebrows, his voice low and a little smiling.

"There's nothing wrong with your legs!"

"When did I say I had a problem with my leg?"

“…… So why do you stay in a wheelchair all the time? ”

"I like it, can't I?"

“…… Yes! An Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth: "Then I asked you so many times, why didn't you tell me?" ”

Jiang Muye hooked his lips: "I didn't say that I had a problem with my leg at the time, right?" ”

An Xiaoxiao thought about it, heh, what a scheming boy!

An Xiaoxiao, who was close at hand, pursed her red lips, a little blush on her cheeks, and a slight anger in her bright eyes, and the whole person was very vivid.

Jiang Muye felt that his mouth was a little dry.

His Adam's apple rolled with the naked eye, An Xiaoxiao felt her body stiffen, and she struggled: "Muye, you let go of me." ”

"You seem to have a lot of complaints about the health of my legs and feet." Jiang Muye smiled: "Don't think about it if you don't explain it clearly." ”

An Xiaoxiao: "...... I didn't complain, I was just surprised, why did you marry me like this. ”

Jiang Muye frowned and said he didn't understand: "Is there anything related to this?" ”

"You ...... You can find a lady who is the right person. ”

An Xiaoxiao explained simply: "In this way, my mother will not let me go to the class of a lady and a lady......"

Jiang Muye's face changed instantly: "You seem to often question my vision? ”

"I didn't!" An Xiaoxiao resolutely denied it, and tried hard to use her arms to open the distance between the two, trying to break free.

"And what do you mean?"

Jiang Muye hugged her and walked a few steps, and the two came to the window, he opened the curtains, and the cool breeze outside the window seeped in through the open window, making An Xiaoxiao shudder.

Outside the brightly lit window, in addition to the beautiful scenery and the dizzying height difference, An Xiaoxiao only glanced at it and felt a little soft.

She gave up struggling and could only hug Jiang Muye's neck tightly: "Muye, what are you going to do!" I, I'm afraid of heights! ”

"Fear of heights, huh? If you can't get a satisfactory answer, I'll throw you off the 37th floor! Jiang Muye stretched out his hand to open the window to the maximum, and the cold wind poured in instantly.

An Xiaoxiao's hug became tighter and tighter: "I just feel that there is a generation gap between me and you, and we are not the most suitable!" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Muye's eyes narrowed very dangerously: "This is your answer?" Not suitable, huh? ”

"It's not appropriate, it's not appropriate at all, we're not on the same channel at all, and we're not people from the same world!"

An Xiaoxiao frowned, looking serious and serious.

Jiang Muye sighed lightly, his forehead pressed against her forehead, and he only raised his head and lips to stick to her soft lip flap, and the hot breath flowed wantonly between his breaths, and Jiang Muye kissed it unceremoniously.

It was another rough and cruel storm, and An Xiaoxiao was firmly imprisoned by him, and he was shocked and scared.

Why provoke him at this time, he is full of energy and has nowhere to vent, right?

When he swept to the end, An Xiaoxiao finally pushed his lips and tongue away, frowning, and his face was bitter.

Jiang Muye smiled coldly: "I only ask you, whether it is suitable or not!" ”

An Xiaoxiao replied angrily: "It's not suitable!" ”

Jiang Muye looked at her with a dangerous look in his eyes: "An Xiaoxiao, you have to try it to know if it's suitable, I'm a normal man now." ”

Hearing the subtext of his words, An Xiaoxiao's struggle became more and more intense: "Don't, no, you let go of me!" Jiang Muye, you don't have to take advantage of people's danger! ”

"Why not!" Jiang Muye's eyebrows were full of anger.

"You smoked today." An Xiaoxiao frowned: "Very insincere." ”

Jiang Muye: "......"

Full of charming thoughts was driven to Java by her words, Jiang Muye finally let go of her, but he still hugged her tightly and asked in a cold voice: "Say, what's the matter with you and Ouyang Yi!" ”

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