Chapter 213: The First Marriage Proposal 3

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"What do you remember?" Peaches was full of question marks, but under Shen Mochen's dangerous gaze, she still thought about it very seriously, "There really isn'......?"

Shen Mochen squinted at those deep eyes, looked at her coldly, and at the end, a few words finally floated out faintly from between his teeth: "I really don't remember?" โ€

"......" Momoko swallowed involuntarily, what should she remember......

"During the winter holidays...... ...... at your grandmother's house" Shen Mochen's voice was low and cold, compared to the cool feeling brought to her by the air conditioner in the mall, it was almost surpassing, "After you got drunk, what did you do and said, do you remember?" โ€

"Uh...... Hehe......" Peaches laughed dryly, scratched her head, looked at Shen Mochen's cold expression, and secretly wondered in her heart, his face changed too fast, could it be that she did something to Shen Mochen at that time that shouldn't have happened? "Really...... I can't remember...... Drunk things, who remembers......"

The air around Shen Mochen seemed to condense in an instant.

Don't remember?

Good, good.

He was happy for a long time for her sentence "Shen Mochen, I like you", but in the end, she told herself that she didn't remember?

"That...... What did I do to you? Peaches looked at him cautiously, secretly guessing what she might do when she was drunk, but unfortunately she couldn't think of anything out of the ordinary she could do when she broke her head, Bei Yan gently bit her pink lips, and Momoko asked tentatively, "That...... Am I kissing you again? โ€

"Well...... Hmph......" Shen Mochen barely made a few notes from his snort, expressing an affirmative answer to her question.

"Uh......" Momoko scratched her head, it turns out that she has really done this kind of thing, but this kind of thing should be commonplace for Shen Mochen, right? That one...... Anyway, it's not the first time I've kissed you, so I need to be so ...... Angry...... Besides, your first kiss, your second kiss, your third kiss...... Until a hundred kisses were kissed by me, what does it matter if you kiss more......"

Shen Mochen looked at her ruddy little mouth, one by one, crackling like a bamboo tube pouring beans, and said a long paragraph, but none of them hit the point, the air pressure around her couldn't help but be lower, and the look on her face became more and more difficult to see, "Do you remember what you did when you got drunk?" โ€

"Huh? What the? Peach's gushing speech was suddenly interrupted by Shen Mochen, and a pair of big black and white eyes looked at him suspiciously, "Didn't I say that I kissed you forcibly after I got drunk?" Could it be that I have done something else? โ€

"......" Shen Mochen's handsome face became more and more difficult to look at, and his dark and deep eyes were glowing with cold light, like the cold ice and snow of Antarctica, exuding a cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow in the dark night.

Peaches closed his mouth very consciously, experience told him that Shen Mochen's state at this time was already on the verge of triggering, this guy was really strange, one second he proposed to himself with a gentle face, and the next second he seemed to see the enemy who killed his father, and he couldn't wait to crush himself with his eyes.

"Shen Mochen!" At this moment, a clear shout came from behind them.