Mo Anxin's shoulders were pushed violently, and his upper body was forced to lift up, which was originally in a lying position, but in this way, he almost twisted his legs, and couldn't help but pout.

Cheng Ying looked at Mo An'an's red little mouth, and remembered the soft and glutinous kiss again, and her little face went straight from the tip of her ears to the root of her neck, and even spread all the way to the neckline of her white T-shirt.

Looking at Mo Anxin's gaze, he was a little annoyed and angry, and said fiercely: "What are you doing?!" ”

Mo Anxin straddled Cheng Ying's lap, lowered his head and picked his fingers, and muttered, "Little brother Cheng Ying, aren't you happy?" ”

Familiar lines, Cheng Ying's eyebrows jumped, three black lines appeared in front of his forehead, his face was black, and he gritted his teeth word by word and said: "Mo, An, Xin, this is your gift to me?" ”

The word gift, uncontrollably raised the vocal line, almost breaking the tone.

…… It's a shame that he is looking forward to it so much, he knew it was like this, so don't do it!

Mo Anxin hurriedly defended: "No, my gift is not to kiss you......"

Cheng Ying had a headache when she heard the word "pro", but she still looked at Mo Anxin to see what she wanted to say.

Mo Anxin had no scruples and blurted out: "I originally wanted to give myself to you." ”

Cheng Ying: "......"

It's not enough to kiss, you still want to give yourself to me?

Sorry, ugly!

Seeing that Mo Anxin wanted to say something more, Cheng Ying yelled: "Shut up!" ”

"Oh......" Mo Anxin immediately obediently closed his mouth.

Cheng Ying looked at Mo An'an's well-behaved appearance, and had nothing to say, and there was an awkward silence.

Cheng Ying: "...... Say! ”

Mo Anxin was yelled at by him, his head shrank, and he was about to retract into his stomach, and whispered pitifully: "I was wrong......"

When Cheng Ying saw it, she wanted to "educate" her fiercely, but seeing her like this, she relented.

Helplessly, he was really full of anger and complained that there was nowhere to vent, and his tone was naturally not kind, so he yelled angrily: "Why don't you come down yet, do you want to crush me?!" ”

The implication is that she is fat.

The sore spot was poked, and Mo Anxin was rarely angry, because he was indeed full of guilt at this time.

Cheng Ying's little brother, who has always been good-tempered, is so angry, she must have done something wrong, and she was very wrong.

Hmph, Dad, this big liar!!!!!

Immediately climbed down from Cheng Ying, stood up, stood in a standard posture, and lowered his head.

Cheng Ying also stood up, and now Mo Anxin was in front of him.

Suddenly, there is a sense of immediacy that Mr. Wang possesses, full of a punishment station and a lecture The style of painting is wooden?!

Cheng Ying looked at Mo An'an when he lowered his head, the black hair that just hung down on his shoulders and the cute little hair whirlpool on the top of his head.

What I can't control in my mind is the feeling I felt when I kissed myself just now, and I played it back over and over again. Cheng Ying rubbed her hair in disappointment, kneaded her hair into a messy chicken nest, suddenly stomped her foot, turned around and ran.

Mo Anxin was waiting for a lecture, but he didn't expect Cheng Ying to say a word, he turned his head and ran, and raised his head suddenly: "Cheng Ying is a little ......"

With a loud "bang", Cheng Ying slammed the door after running out.

Mo Anxin: "......"

Who can tell her, why Cheng Ying's little brother is so strange today?

Mo An'an sat down, supported his chin with both hands, and thought hard, but his IQ was barely strong, his EQ was seriously in arrears, and his hard thinking was fruitless, so he let go of his hand and sighed.

The optimist's idea is always that it will be fine!

Why don't you go back and ask my brother!

No, no, her intuition told her that if she let her brother know, he would definitely laugh at her!

That...... Go back and ask the housekeeper!

After Mo Anxin made a decision, he stretched his waist, calmly lay on the table, yawned, and left Cheng Ying behind.

It doesn't matter, sleep!