Mo Yan pressed against her forehead, and naturally her fine sweat was also stained.

Under normal circumstances, this sticky feeling will be uncomfortable. Therefore, Ziqian Mo subconsciously wanted to dodge again, feeling very embarrassed, his sweat was stained on Mo Dayan's forehead or something. Especially when she just confessed to Mo Dayan, it is very damaging to her image.

Wow, her demon king idol baggage!

It's going to crush her!

Zi Qianmo began to struggle.

Mo Yan freed up a big hand, pressed the back of her head, and pressed it in her direction, not allowing her to struggle at all, let alone escaping!

It's all like this, if you don't make your words clear and don't give your feelings, how can you escape from the battle?

Anyway, she didn't want to escape from his palm today!

"I ......" Facing Mo Yan's questioning, Zi Qianmo was at a loss, and actually stammered, "I ......"

"You said it, you like me, why are you still running?"

The corners of Mo Yan's lips raised a touch of arc, a little wilted, a little black, and the scheming emperor mode was fully open, "Run away after teasing, is it appropriate?" Why, is our Demon King so irresponsible? You say you like me, but I'm totally serious. ”

Purple Mo(°ー°〃)

When you say that, I seem to ...... I'm embarrassed to run.

It's a bit of a scum.

Running or something after flirting.,It doesn't seem to be appropriate.。

Of course, the demon king has to take this responsibility~ She is the best demon king in the world.

"Don't run."

Her body, relieved of tension, also gave up resistance and struggle.

is like a white ball that has been caught in the net, obediently held by him, kneaded and touched.

"That's right." Mo Yan hugged her tighter and tighter, but on the premise that he would never hurt her.

Warm fragrant nephrite in the bosom.

There is a strong sense of satisfaction in my heart.

First rubbed her forehead affectionately, and then, Mo Yan also put the tip of her nose against the tip of her nose, it was completely zero distance, and each other's breathing could be clearly sensed, "Xiao Momo, I'm very happy, very happy." You can like me, for me, is the happiest thing in the world. ”

No matter how dark the road ahead is.

No matter how many people want him to die.

That's okay.

As long as she is by his side, as long as he still knows that she likes him and belongs to him alone, even if there are mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, an abyss, and countless darkness in front of him, he will not be afraid.

His heart will always have a glimmer of warmth, and a pure land with her.

"Hmm." Ziqian Mo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings.

On the light-colored glass eyes, there is a faint layer of twilight.

That's love, the beautiful color that comes out.

"From now on, you will be my man." After ecstasy and excitement, there is a domineering oath.

Mo Yan tightened the waist of his beloved more and more, pressed her whole person into his arms, put her head on his shoulder, and gently stroked her hair, "I, too, are your people." ”

I belong to you and only to you.

You also belong to me, only to me.

From this moment on, we have such a relationship.

Nothing, no one, nothing can be changed!

"I'm not your person." Zi Qianmo's head rested on Mo Yan's broad, solid shoulder, and muttered something in a small voice.

"Huh?" The man, who was immersed in the joy of love, raised his eyebrows keenly, and his phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously.