"Oh, what if I'm the sky?"

He was in high spirits and in a good mood.

"If God wants to destroy it, he must first inflate it."

She forced herself to calm down, and blindly going crazy was to no avail.

Now she needs to be cautious and take it one step at a time.

"Then I'll take you with me until I die."

His lips crossed the side of her face, against her ear, and the warm breath caressed her face.

Ambiguous to the extreme.

Ren Jia took advantage of Mu Han's change of posture and raised his knees to push towards the weakest part of his body.

He was quick and dodged her sneak attack.

His face was unpleasant, "This kind of joke is not to be made. ”

"No matter what you say, you have to think about it for yourself."

His big palm slapped her buttocks and pinched it maliciously.

"Shameless! Vile! ”

She felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

"When you say this, you are forcing me to sit on the charge."

As he spoke, he walked up towards Ren Jia again.

Instead of dodging this time, Ren Jia stepped forward and wrapped his arms around his neck.

"Mr. Mu, believe it or not, one day you will be planted in my hands."

She watched him from below him for a long time, like an enemy general declaring war on him.

"No, because I don't have a heart."

He was as cold as ice, not at all as warm as he had just been.

"It's best not to have a heart, because if you have a heart, you will change your mind."

Ren Jia didn't know why Mu Han suddenly wanted to kiss her, she was tempting.

Mu Han hooked his lips, and the dimples on the side of his face loomed.

"You're gambling, you're still a desperate gambler."

He hooked her short hair, playing with her fingertips.

"If you don't let go, how can you fight back."

"Then you've got to get 100 points in spirit."

"Do your best."

Mu Han's smile deepened, and if he could, he would develop a good opponent.

He lifted Ren Jia from under him and held her in his arms.

"What do you think?"

He was referring to her hair.

"Got in the way, I wanted to cut it right away when I was caught yesterday."

"I see that you have a lot of precious hair, so many hair care things at home."

"If you can solve the weakness yourself, don't leave it to others."

"Are you gearing up?"

"It's just a strong man who has broken his wrist."

"Thank you for your attention to me."

He seemed to be in a good mood.

"Is that fake?"

She was referring to the red notebook in his pocket.

"Want to see it?"

She nodded.

Mu Han took out the red notebook from his pocket and observed her expression with interest.

Ren Jia took the red book, to be honest, she had never seen a real marriage certificate.

After all, the person who was going to marry her was no longer there.

She turned the back page, and the two people in the photo were next to each other without any sense of disobedience, and there was no trace of the P picture at all.

"Yes?"

Mu Han asked her.

"What do you think?"

She asked rhetorically.

"It's very worthy, that's why they believe it."

"It's all fake."

Ren Jia muttered to himself.

She suddenly thought of something and looked up.

"Can you help me make this?"

"Still want to collect?"

"Hmm."

"Yes."

"Me and Zhou Shan's."

His face instantly drooped, and he snatched the red book from her book and put it in his pocket.

"It's not real."

"I know, just keep it in mind."

He ignored her and put the red book in his pocket.

"Give me this."

Ren Jia asked for something in his pocket.

"I'll print a stack for you tomorrow."

Who is rare, she just wants to tear up the photo of the two of them, and that photo makes her very uncomfortable.