Song Siyi's face immediately turned red when she heard Mo Qian's sultry words, and she looked up at Xi Jinhan, who was as beautiful as a cold jade.

Xi Jinhan stood beside Mo Qian and almost ran into her.

Doesn't he have a habit of cleanliness?

Mossi felt her heart beat faster, probably because she hadn't seen her for a long time.

Xi Jinhan ignored Mo Qian, and said in a cold and low voice to Song Siyi: "You are not my girlfriend." ”

Song Siyi took Moqian's flower and was suddenly dumbfounded.

She had just gestured with just one word.

The surrounding people were shocked, and all the gossip was unraveled.

Mr. Xi spoke, what else did they guess?

The surrounding girls suddenly smiled.

Mosie turned her head to look at the demon's face, half buried in the dark.

The cool breeze of early summer blows gently.

Dispersed, the breath of the human body.

Mo Qian smelled the faint smell of tobacco on Xi Jinhan's body.

Xi Jinhan smelled the smell of Moqian's body.

Suddenly surprised.

Xi Jinhan's long narrow eyes lit up, and he turned around and immediately shot to pinch Mo Qian's neck.

Mosie was caught off guard and turned to one side, with her back to the half-closed European-style wrought iron gate at the school gate.

Don't give her a chance to breathe.

Xi Jinhan's slender jade hand with distinct knots grabbed it.

directly grabbed Mo Qian's wrist, lifted it up, and directly pressed the person against the European-style wrought iron gate, pressing it with his body.

"Damn, what's going on at this time?" Immediately someone was surprised.

"The iceberg god who bullied me like this."

"Mr. Xi, there is something to discuss."

"Why is it super lovely, such a strong sense of CP, I am dazzled by it."

"Hurry, I'm afraid, wait for a thousand years."

There was a lot of people around, and Mosie couldn't hear it anymore.

She only felt Xi Jinhan pressing her wrist, bending down and leaning against her to get closer and closer.

Moxi's heart was beating extremely fast, and she raised her head with a pretended frown.

Looking at the cold jade-like bewitching face close at hand, cold to the point of penetrating, Mo Qian's heart flashed with guilt, mixed with the slightest pull.

"Mr. Xi, I don't seem to have done anything to Song Siyi." Mo Qian's whole body was pressed by her slender body, and she spoke in a hoarse voice.

Xi Jinhan lowered his eyes, his body retreated, and his other jade hand with distinct bones grabbed Mo Qian's neck and pressed the person the European-style wrought iron gate.

Mo Qian's head was tilted, her back hurt slightly, and her wrists and neck were also hot.

So hard? Do you really care about Song Siyi?

Mosie couldn't help but wonder.

Xi Jin's cold and extreme voice came: "Say, why do you have her smell on you." ”

This fragrance, Xi Jinhan has been looking for a long time, it is not the smell of perfume.

It's her body fragrance.

The faint fragrance makes people feel like they are bathed in a hundred flowers.

Sometimes, this incense will follow her body temperature, making every desire in your body boil.

Xi Jin stared at Mo Qian coldly, and her heart was trembling.

Mo Qian panicked in her heart, and was pinched by Xi Jinhan's neck and said uncomfortably: "Mr. Xi, what are you talking about?" ”

Xi Jinhan suppressed the emotions in his heart, and his voice was low: "Don't play dumb riddles with me." ”

"Ahem." Mosie felt a little suffocated.

Xi Jinhan's heart tightened, and the strength in his hand immediately loosened, and he stared at Mo Qian with a deep gaze, looking sharply.

Mo Qian's heart was even more panicked, and at the same time, she looked at him like a cold jade, and a spiritual touch was flooding.

"Isn't it you?" Xi Jinhan's voice became even lower, and the slender jade fingers that he was clutching Mo Qian's wrist became softly loose.