Obviously, the two of them had done more and more things in their previous lives, but at the moment she just felt very hot, especially when she felt his gaze fall on her, and the burning feeling became more and more intense.

Wait, this taste, is it...

Qian Mo took another sip and confirmed that it was his specialty drink, green plum juice.

When she was in high school, there was a small shop at the entrance of the school that sold this, not the kind blended with flavor, but the real green plum with white sugar and sealed with a special process for how many days to ferment.

The taste is particularly refreshing, the aroma of plums is stimulated by rock sugar, and you can feel the natural fruity aroma in every sip, and Qianmo drank it every day at that time.

She is a twenty-four k pure foodie, and there are not many people with her taste.

Because of the complicated production process and the fact that the raw materials are not cheap, ordinary students are not willing to spend more money on this, and they can't drink the difference between the juice they brew and the flavor blended.

It wasn't until she was released from prison in her previous life that she met Xiao Hei and drank this from him, and it felt like a new life.

At the time, he didn't understand why he made the drink she liked, but at this point in time, when he tasted the taste of his memory again, Qian Mo seemed to understand something.

She shook the pot, it was full.

He must have prepared it for her a long time ago, only to hand it to her when he had a chance to meet her.

He positioned himself as a convenient umbrella in front of the convenience store, even if it was idle for 364 out of 365 days a year, he had to wait for that day to come in.

He is the ultimate warm man, he doesn't ask for anything in return or asks her to know, he just wants to be able to appear when she needs it, such a man, what reason does she have to hesitate, what reason does she have not to possess?

Thinking of this, Qianmo was relieved.

"What do I like to eat?"

“... Meat? He replied after a moment of silence.

She likes so much food, most of it is meat.

"What will you do?"

"You... What do you want to eat? He didn't know why she asked.

The two of them are like talking about cross talk, asking and answering.

"Do you cook anything I want to eat?"

"Yes."

Very good.

Qian Mo wrung the kettle and set it aside.

This series of movements made Yu Changmo take a few steps back, not understanding what she was going to do.

"You, come here!" She hooked her hands.

Yu Changmo is like going to the guillotine, one step or two is the devil's pace...

The distance between the two was only half a meter, Qian Mo stood up, and the huge magnetic field from her body instantly affected him, and he felt that he couldn't breathe, and the world was a little dizzy.

Qian Mo took a deep breath and looked up to see that the colorful clouds covered Yue'er, and the surroundings were darkened.

It's good, the moon is dark, the wind is high, it's time to perform real technique.

Yu Changmo's eyesight could also be seen in the dark, and he didn't know why the goddess opposite suddenly became abnormal.

"Blackie, I'm not a person who particularly likes to express emotions with words." In the dark, her voice was lower than usual, a little hoarse, but it sounded extremely sexy.

"Hmm."

"So, I—" She paused for a moment, taking a deep breath.

If you can't say it, show it with action! Above!

Goal: Hold Black.

Qianmo is very good at other things, but let her take the initiative to confess to others, she has never had it in this life, and she has never had it in her previous life.

It has always been men who take the initiative to chase her, let her take the initiative, and lack experience.

The scent of green plums mixed with her sweetness swept in, and it seemed that the goal was about to be achieved.

At this moment, she is his goddess of moonlight, this mountain, this month, everything here has been given a different meaning by her initiative.

The camouflage mark on Yu Changmo's face obscured the crimson happiness.

It didn't matter if the phobia swept over again at this moment, it was still the familiarity that suffocated so much that he wanted to faint, but it didn't seem to be the same, he couldn't tell whether it was because of discomfort or ecstasy that he had an uncontrollable reaction at the moment.

Or maybe it's a phobia at the onset.

Or, it hurts to like it to the extreme.

But it didn't matter, he only knew that the wall that was blocked around his arrogant world at the moment was shattered in an instant because of her initiative.

Just as he stretched out his hand to catch the long-awaited woman who was as sweet as an illusion, just when her hand was only an arm's length away from his waist, a slight sound behind him shattered Yu Changmo's sweetness.

Qian Mo was already ready to shoot at this time, and she was about to get her hand, but she saw him stretch out his hand and clasp her shoulder, and then with a light press, Qian Mo was softly pushed back to the position she had just held...

Push!!!

He did it very skillfully, she didn't have any pain in her body, she just felt that her self-esteem had been pressed to the ground and rubbed... Nothing more!

If someone else dared to treat her like this, Qian Mo could come up with 10,000 ways to torture the other party to death, but this person was him... That's a different story.

Qian Mo's angry eyes instantly disappeared after looking at him, and changed to distress in a second.

He must not want to push her away, his fists clenched there, the camouflage makeup in the moonlight covering his expression, but she could think that those eyes, which should have been the most domineering in the world, should be full of chagrin and remorse at this time.

He didn't want to do that either, it must have been because of his illness... Qian Mo gorgeously misunderstood.

In fact, Xiao Hei pushed her away really... There were a lot of people here, and he could think of it on his knees, and these people were all staring at this side without blinking, just waiting to see the gossip.

The brainwaves of the two are in opposite directions, and Qian's meditation is that he is tormented by phobias, and his pain is simply a heavy judgment on her, why is there not enough strength to cure him?

It seems that today is not a good time to pick and choose.

"I'm leaving, senior brother can't find me, it's time to worry." She got up and shook the kettle in her hand.

Her back has gradually faded away, just like countless times before, he can only silently guard, or this back that makes him unable to extricate himself, at this moment, Yu Changmo seems to be a little more desperate.

She must have been angry and might ignore him in the future.

Suddenly, she stopped, turned her head to look into his eyes, and said seriously.

"Yu Changmo, please call me by my name." The girl in the moonlight is extremely serious.

"Chen Qianmo." He has always been responsive to her, almost a password and an action.

But she was not satisfied, her brows were slightly furrowed, her head was tilted to one side, less serious and more cute.

"That's not right."

“...?”

She changed her name?

What should it be called.

Goddess? Goddess of Silence?

Yu Changmo was entangled, and the way she thought hard seemed to please her, and also soothed her little chagrin that she took the initiative to be postponed.

Only if he cares, he will even practice breathing repeatedly, and his uneasiness at the moment is enough to prove her status in his heart, so why should she care about those details.

"Don't call me by my full name, between us... Not so rusty. ”