Chapter 62: She ...... She actually kissed her uncle?

Everyone was holding their breath, and the whole dormitory was so quiet that it was audible to hear a pin.

Tang Moshen's gaze swept over the broken wooden box in Ding Ling's hand, stepped open his right foot, and stepped on the ground with leather shoes, as if stepping on everyone's heart.

From the door to Pei Yunqing's side, he only took five steps, and the time of five steps was no less than a century for everyone present.

"Honey, you're here!"

Pei Yun raised the corners of his lips lightly, stepped forward, held Tang Moshen's shoulder, and raised his lips to kiss his face.

said that Tang Moshen wouldn't move a finger if she stripped naked, so she let them see that she could kiss this man as much as Pei Yun wanted!

Of course, she only dared to kiss his face, and she didn't have the courage to lose her proportion.

Unexpectedly, Tang Moshen happened to turn his face towards her.

Wearing high heels today, just the right height, the lips that should have been printed on his face, are being printed on his lips.

Feeling his soft lips under his lips, facing the man's dark eyes, Pei Yunqing instantly petrified.

She...... She actually kissed her uncle?

Finished!

This time it's dead!

Seeing him raise his right hand, she retracted her arm in a panic, ready for a slap.

The man's palm did not fall, but reached into the pocket of his suit and felt for a snow-white handkerchief.

Handkerchief?

Do?

Think she's dirty, wipe your mouth?!

Pei Yunqing was still secretly thinking to herself, Tang Moshen had already gracefully bent her left knee and squatted down, she looked sideways slightly, and saw the man's slender fingers stretched out, holding her deerskin soft boots, and gently wiping off a little muddy water on the tips of her boots with a snow-white handkerchief.

The man who had never bent his waist for anyone condescended to help her shine her shoes?!

Pei Yunqing's heart stopped beating, and the whole person froze in place.

At this time, Tang Moshen had already straightened his waist, turned around slightly, and faced Feng Jingjing and the others.

From beginning to end, the man didn't say a word, but his actions spoke for themselves.

Mr. Minister, who is above 10,000 people under one person, took the initiative to bend down and help a girl shine her shoes!

What a pamper?!

Feng Jingjing and Zhang Fan were already trembling with fright, and the two housekeepers were even more frightened, and the older heart had already begun to ache.

After a few seconds of terrible silence, Tang Moshen finally spoke.

"Name!"

The four people were already frightened, and when they heard his voice, their short-circuited brains didn't react to the meaning of those two words at all.

Tang Mo frowned, and his voice rose.

"Name, word!"

At this time, the four frightened women finally came back to their senses, but their tongues were knotted in fright, and they couldn't even say their names.

Feng ...... Feng Jing...... Jingjing! ”

Zhang ...... Zhang, Fan! ”

"Qin Ai...... Love Lian! ”

"Song ...... Surname...... Song ......"

The older dormitory teacher was so scared that he stammered a few words in a row, his body suddenly trembled, and a faint smell of urine suddenly floated in the air.

This person was so scared that he was so scared that he wet his pants on the spot.

Tang Moshen's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled into Sichuan characters.

This kind of goods is also worthy of being a teacher?

"Mr. Minister!" Wen Ziqian felt the anger emanating from the man's body, and hurriedly stepped forward, "This kind of goods is not worth your anger, it is better to leave it to me to deal with." ”

"yes!" Pei Yunqing also came back to his senses, grabbed his arm with one hand, and half-hugged his waist with the other, "Don't we still have to eat together, why don't you stay here to lose your appetite?" I'm starving, hurry up! ”

Coaxed in his mouth, the people pulled and pushed him to the door of the dormitory.