(Cat flutter Chinese) "If I could, I could be a gun in his hand in the next life, and I would protect him..."Luo Xi thought, muttering to himself.

was listened to by Jing Mohao, but his face was cold.

What kind of gun should a woman be...

"Luoxi, you go to be a gun, where should I go?"

"Are you going to meet me again in your next life?"

"What, you think you'll be able to escape? Luo Xi, in this life, in the next life, in the next life, don't even want to hide from me! ”

"Huh..."Luo Xi suddenly laughed.

Is he confessing to himself?

Confession has to be so aggressive...

"Jing Mohao, what would you do if I made a pistol..."

What is he going to do when she is a pistol?

Of course, when a person is hit by her, is it difficult to make a bullet thrown by her?

Even if she hurts herself, I am in the hands of others, he will still have her mark on him, and he will always remember her...

Damn it!

What are you thinking!

"Luoxi, who allowed you to be a pistol? Give me an honest man. ”

"But it's so tiring to be a man..."Luo Xi closed his eyes again, exhausted.

"Then be my woman."

“……”

To be his woman is the consequence in the present..

Tired of being a leper dog who can never open his eyes...

Forget it, discussing this kind of thing that only a little girl fantasizes about with a machismo like him is equivalent to playing the piano to a cow.

"Stupid woman." Jing Mohao said softly, got up with Luoxi in his arms, and went downstairs to eat.

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Two hours later, the largest building materials mall in S City.

The man was dressed in a black casual suit, leading a woman in a white dress with a clear face and walking on the smooth corridor of the store.

"What style do you want to make?" The man roughly swept the overall style and turned back to ask Luoxi.

Luo Xi looked around, frozen in a toy store on the very edge, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"I'm going to see that—"

As he spoke, he grabbed the man's hand and flew over.

The steps were swiftly throttled, but the man behind him was still walking unhurriedly, feeling like he was pulling a mountain.

"Jing Mohao, hurry up."

"What's the hurry, he can still run?"

"I'd like to go over and have a look..."

Men and women just don't think the same way...

It's as stable as an uncle all day long, can we still play together...

Luo Xi muttered to herself...

"When will you see me in such a hurry?"

"Next time." Luo Xi said casually, but was tied by the man's arms.

Jing Mohao's eyes shone brightly, "Luoxi, this is what you said, the next time you see me, remember to pounce on yourself." ”

Luo Xi didn't be teased by him, and shrugged directly, "Okay, but there is no next time." ”

The upturned temperature of the corners of the man's mouth instantly cooled, "Luoxi, what did you say?" ”

What does it mean that there is no next time?

She still wants to see him again?

"I mean, I'm not running again, where is the time to meet you."

"Then save it for the next life." Men are not ambiguous at all, and they are never wasteful.

In the next life, she pounced directly, and he went to spend time to find them one by one.

“……”

In the next life, she was poured Meng Po soup, how could she still remember the words of this life...

But then again, the encounter in their lives is not just to pounce on themselves...

Could it be that they made an appointment in their previous life?

What are you doing... Could it be that they were enemies in their last life...

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