Chapter 62: Did I say, don't make trouble
He subconsciously reached out and caught her.
Because he was not prepared, he was knocked back a few steps by Gu Qingyan before he could stabilize his figure.
Gu Qingyan was like a large koala, clinging to Shen Moliang's big tree.
After jumping on him, she didn't worry about whether she would fall, and raised her two hands to ravage Shen Moliang's handsome face.
"Shen Moliang, if you don't mention the courage of the heroes, how can you laugh at me who was so simple, innocent, kind and pollution-free?"
Shen Moliang was a little overwhelmed, and almost let go of her hand when she made a fuss, the smile between her eyebrows was instantly removed, and her face was serious, "Yan Yan, don't make trouble." ”
Gu Qingyan's movements paused, but in the next second, the restless little hands shifted to the top of his head, rubbing his hair indiscriminately.
Shen Moliang's handsome Japanese middle division was stirred into a Japanese chicken nest.
But Gu Qingyan didn't plan to stop there, and even put his hand on his waist even more rampantly...... Tickle him.
Maybe everyone doesn't know, but in fact, Shen Moliang ...... I'm afraid of itching, but as a child who was raised by Shen Moliang since he was a child and has a sense of revenge, of course she has to ask Shen Moliang about his weaknesses, so that one day she will be ashamed.
Then, she ran to Shen's mother in a hurry, but Shen's mother actually told her with a smile that Shen Moliang was afraid of itching!?
Sink! Ink! Cool! Unexpectedly! Correct! Fear! Itchy!
That's a real shock.
She also thought that a "high-level creature" like Shen Moliang should be more advanced than ordinary people, but she really didn't expect it......
As soon as Gu Qingyan's hand was placed on Shen Moliang's waist, his face changed, and a bad feeling spread.
Sure enough, in the next second, Gu Qingyan's little hand skillfully pinched his waist.
"......" He had a gloomy face, his lips pursed tightly, and the lines of his face tightened.
Gu Qingyan knew that although he didn't seem to be reacting now, he was actually just enduring it.
Gu Qingyan's lips rippled with a triumphant smile, and his little hands pinched his waist one after another.
She glanced up at Shen Moliang, and suddenly crashed into a pair of deep ink eyes, and the man's eyes contained a deep meaning that she couldn't read.
How, how do you feel like there's a ...... Bad premonition?
Gu Qingyan sneered, climbed down from Shen Moliang's body again, like an angry little daughter-in-law, obediently lowered her head and didn't look at him.
"Gu Qingyan—"
Shen Moliang's low, magnetic voice sounded above her head.
Gu Qingyan subconsciously raised his eyes and crashed into his dark eyes.
His voice was lower and deeper, "Did I say that don't make ...... trouble?"
His big hand domineeringly clasped the back of Gu Qingyan's head, forcing her to get close to him.
"Huh?" He snorted softly, his tone filled with darkness and danger.
The next moment, a pair of slightly cool lips pressed against Gu Qingyan's lips.
Outside the window, the summer cicadas were chirping endlessly, but at this moment, the surrounding sounds seemed to have disappeared.
In the whole world, there was only the sound of her heartbeat, knock...... Like the chirping cicadas outside the window, they beat desperately until they die.
His kiss was obviously so gentle, but with an irresistible domineering, the long tongue poked into her lips, pried open the teeth, and drove straight in.