Wei Qingqing looked at him sincerely, and there were no impurities in it: "Which one is that?" Can you men not be so ambiguous every time you speak? ”

Mo Sheng: "......"

That's it.

He made a circle with one hand and only one index finger with the other, which everyone knew meant.

But Wei Qingqing's current identity is half a robot.

So she still doesn't understand.

So, she learned from Mo Sheng's example, and also did this action, and then asked him seriously: "Are you satisfied now?" ”

Mo Sheng: "......"

Not satisfied.

I want that.

So Mo Sheng finally couldn't help it, and cheekily said those words-

N words are omitted below.

Wei Qingqing understood.

He asked, "What's so embarrassing to say, you're an adult now, and it's normal to have this need." ”

Mo Sheng: "......"

People, people are afraid that you think people are too unreserved, which will reduce the favorability of others in your heart.

"Let's go shopping first."

The two of them bought a whole bunch of stuff and made a taxi home.

I also bought lunch by the way.

Shrimp-stuffed dumplings.

Fragrant is the easiest to drool.

Mo Sheng couldn't help but start swallowing saliva.

But Wei Qingqing couldn't feel it.

- No, just that she didn't think she could feel it, but in reality, the smell was deep in her bones.

Shrimp-stuffed dumplings are what Shen Miaodie's mother Yu Lihua is most passionate about.

But she has always regarded herself as the best in the circle of noblewomen, and she is unwilling to admit that she likes this kind of down-to-earth things, she should like steak and red wine......

So she often eats secretly at home.

Shen Miaodie remembers this very clearly.

This is probably the biggest little secret between her and her mother.

Wei Qingqing pursed her lips, and suddenly felt that there was a moist liquid flowing in her mouth.

That's saliva.

Goo-dong.

There is also the sound of swallowing saliva.

Mo Sheng's ears are very easy to use, so naturally he heard it, and he asked, "Do you want to eat dumplings?" Can you actually smell dumplings? ”

The taxi master who was driving in front of him: "......"

He's afraid he's pulling two fools.

Wei Qingqing nodded lightly and gently, and slowly moved her gaze to the dumpling box in Mo Sheng's hand, and then it seemed to be glued to it, and it couldn't fall off.

Mo Sheng immediately opened the box.

"I, can I feed you?"

Wei Qingqing didn't have time to answer.

The master in front spoke again: "Falling on the car will be fined two hundred." ”

Mo Sheng: "......"

Wei Qingqing: "...... Go back and eat again. ”

Mo Sheng silently buttoned the lid again.

This aggrieved little expression.

It's as if he is the one who can't eat dumplings and is wronged, not Wei Qingqing.

It's easy to get home.

The two opened the door.

saw Xiao Momo lying on the ground alone, holding an Iron Man doll in his hand.

He had a lot of nosebleeds.

Most people with leukemia have blood clotting disorders.

In other words, as long as the bleeding is done, it is very difficult to stop.

Flowing, flowing, flowing......

"Momo!"

Mo Sheng didn't even have time to change his shoes, so he hurriedly threw down his things and ran forward to pick up Mo Mo.

turned back to Wei Qingqing, who was still standing in the middle of the road, and said, "You...... You let me go first, clean up the house, don't find any clues for him, I don't want him to know that he is sick. ”

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly ran out in a hurry.