"Plus, as long as I meet you, this heart that will beat fast tells me that you are her, and she is you."

"I don't know why you appeared as Su Qiaowei, but as long as it's you, I will like you uncontrollably."

"It doesn't matter if you're a man or a woman."

Su Ming walked sideways past him, sat on his president's chair, and looked at him sarcastically.

"This kind of flirtatious words, Emperor Xiao, you should keep it and say it to those women."

"If it's okay, please go out, I'm too busy to spend time with you here."

What Su Ming said was hard to hear, but Xiao Ling didn't mean to be affected at all, and leaned over with a harmless smile.

"How can it be nonsense, Xiao Mingming, I'm discussing our future with you, I'm serious."

"I don't believe you look at my big sincere eyes."

Xiao Ling propped up the table as he spoke, leaned over, and blinked his big eyes that were sincere.

Su Ming looked at Xiao Ling's eyes in a daze, those deep eyes, without a trace of impurities, reflected the shadow of the stunned appearance at this time.

Xiao Ling's eyes were beautiful, he had always known it, and he restrained his hand from wanting to touch those eyes.

Su Ming coughed lightly and looked around evasively.

"Don't call me Xiao Mingming."

The blush on the face of the person in front of him and the cute awkwardness made Xiao Ling more and more presumptuous.

"It's not called Xiao Mingming, it's called Xiao Weiwei? Little Weiwei, little Weiwei. ”

Su Ming stared at him and roared angrily: "Don't call Xiao Weiwei either!" ”

Xiao Ling pursed his mouth, pitiful: "Don't call Xiao Weiwei, don't call Xiao Mingming, what's that called?" ”

Su Ming rubbed his swollen and aching temples: "Call me Mr. Su." ”

Xiao Ling pouted his face: "Don't." ”

"Then Su Ming."

"Don't want to, I think the name Xiao Mingming is good, which can reflect the intimate relationship between us, and let people know that you are mine when they hear it!"

"Childish."

"I don't care, I'm going to call, Xiao Mingming, Xiao Mingming, Xiao Mingming."

Xiao Ling ignored Su Ming's objections, and repeatedly called the name Xiao Mingming.

"Whatever you want."

Seeing that he had to call this, it was useless to object, so Su Ming had no choice but to reluctantly accept the title of Xiao Mingming with a stinky face.

Xiao Ling bit his lip and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Hey, hey, don't look like I'm being unreasonable, you have no choice but to compromise, okay, dare to put away the smile on the corner of your mouth before saying this!

Then maybe I'll believe that you're really resistant!

"Xiao Mingming, be my boyfriend!"

Xiao Lingyi pounced, strangled his neck tightly, and sat directly on his lap unceremoniously.

Su Ming pulled the hand that strangled his neck: "Don't, and you hurry up for me." ”

"Woo woo, Xiao Mingming, you reject others again, people's hearts hurt so much."

Let him pull his hands, Xiao Ling didn't let go, and buried his head directly in his neck, crying.

Su Ming's body stiffened, and he didn't expect Xiao Ling to have such a trick at all.

I didn't dare to continue pulling his hands, my hands froze there, not knowing where to put them.

"Hey~ You, a big man, cry like a woman, what does it look like."

Xiao Ling buried his head, and all the hot air from his speech sprayed on Su Ming's skin, making his body stiffen again.

Then someone was not afraid of death and sat on Su Ming's lap, twisting left and right, freeing up one hand to be a demon everywhere.

"I don't care, I'm a woman! I want to kiss and hug, and kiss to soothe the pain in my heart. ”

Su Ming strangled himself and gritted his teeth.

"Xiao Ling!"

The hand was caught, Xiao Ling raised his head, pouted close to him, and muttered: "I want to kiss." ”