Xijing was in a hurry and kissed him perfunctorily on the face, but found that he still refused to leave.

He touched the kissed face, his eyes brightened, and he looked at her expectantly.

"......" Xijing ignored him.

He tugged at the corner of her clothes, his eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, and his voice was very soft and coquettish: "I want to kiss ......"

To hug and kiss, is there no end?

Although Xijing thinks he is funny, he is not affected by his coquettishness. There's only one reason for anything she does, and she wants to.

Now she doesn't want to kiss him, and she can't let him solve it by being coquettish about something.

She put on a cold expression again and said, "What do you look like, I told you just now, and now I forgot about it?" ”

Shen Zhinian let go of his hand and was no longer coquettish, but he still bent down and got close to her, looking at her with a pair of bright eyes on his indifferent face, and his tone became stronger.

The slender eyelashes set off the eyes more attractively, and he said, "Kiss me." ”

"......" is bad, it is the feeling of myocardial infarction.

Xijing felt her heart beat for a moment, and she was disgusted by the feeling.

Her brows furrowed, and she felt inexplicably angry in her heart, she didn't like her abnormality, and the root of all this was a mental retardation.

"Get out!" She slapped him hard again, turned around and ran out of the bathroom without looking back.

Shen Zhinian, who was slapped inexplicably, was very aggrieved, thinking that he must have made his wife angry because he didn't behave well again, he sniffed and told himself that he couldn't cry, and then chased him out.

He followed the distance of five or six steps behind the Xijing, and he was too nervous to approach, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

She just wants to kiss, didn't she kiss before?

Is it rare that I haven't brushed my teeth and it smells? He remembers brushing his teeth. Thinking about it, he raised his hand and sniffed it in his palm, which was obviously normal.

Xijing casually walked into a noodle shop and ordered two bowls of noodles.

Anger is anger, and you can't get along with the task.

She found an empty table and sat down, and Shen Zhinian stood obediently aside without speaking, not so much like a bodyguard as like a loyal dog, waiting for the master to speak.

The waiter brought the noodles, and two bowls of hot noodle soup were placed on the table, the faint aroma irritating the hungry stomach.

Xijing raised his eyes to look at him, he kept an indifferent face, but his eyes staring at her were hot and bright.

"......" Xijing propped his hand on the table, stretched out his index finger and rubbed his forehead.

As the first villain with millions of points, she is the best at dealing with smart protagonists, and the more powerful the enemy, the more she can stimulate her fighting spirit. Moreover, with the step-by-step upgrade of the villain system, the people around her are also smarter than the other, and the things they encounter are interlocking, and the conspiracy is mixed with conspiracy.

To be honest, she is really not good at getting along with intellectual retards.

In the past, the plane has also encountered mentally retarded madmen, dementia and the like, and she has used the same method to deal with it, and if she dies, there will be no trouble.

However, the task did not let Shen Zhinian die, which made Xijing feel an unprecedented challenge.

She let out a long sigh, gestured to her side, and said, "Sit down." ”

He sat down obediently.

If a man has a tail like a dog, his tail must be wagging non-stop.

Thinking about it like this, Xijing suddenly wondered what kind of variety Shen Zhinian was.