"Mu Shaoting?" Lu Xiaoxiao blinked, bit his hand and looked at him carefully, as if he was distinguishing his face. Mu Shaotian had a cold face, and said word by word: "Yes, I am Mu Shaotian, and I am your first man!" ”

This damn woman dared to call other men so affectionately in front of him, it seems that the mark engraved on her is still too shallow, and she must remember it deeply.

Lu Xiaoxiao thought about it for a while, and the more she looked at Mu Shaotian, the more familiar she became, and she couldn't help but hold his face with both hands and look closer.

Mu Shaotian was pulled over by her, the tip of his nose touched the tip of her nose, and he didn't expect the two of them to suddenly have such an intimate action for a while, and he froze for a moment.

The two men were so close to each other that they could hear each other's breathing.

Looking at each other, Mu Shaotian felt that there was a heat spreading in his chest, and his heart was beating a little fast.

Lu Xiaoxiao held her and muttered confusedly: "I...... Remember you, you've been in my head lately, you're the bad guy. ”

The corners of Mu Shaotian's mouth twitched, he raised his hand to hold her face, half-squatted down to let the two of them look at each other, and said seriously: "I'm not a bad person, it's Mu Shaotian, you have to call me Shaotian." ”

Lu Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, flattened his mouth, and rubbed the tip of his nose affectionately against him: "You liar, you are a bad person, you, you always kiss me, bite me, and do some strange things to me." ”

"Those weird things make you feel comfortable, don't they?" Now Lu Xiaoxiao looks very deceitful, and Mu Shaotian can't help but slowly tempt her.

Lu Xiaoxiao groaned for a while, thinking of the numb kiss, and his face was slightly red.

"Yes, it's somewhat comfortable." Mu Shaoting's lips were close in front of him, and Lu Xiaoxiao's eyes fell on his sexy thin lips and couldn't move away. With him, it won't be painful, it won't be as painful as being with Ah Shuo. It's too painful, and now she can't even call Ah Shuo, because Ah Shuo said: Don't call me like this in the future, if you really don't want to call my brother, call me Ye Shuo. Because in the future, only my lover can call me Ah Shuo.

She doesn't have that qualification, she ...... Zhilu Dao.

Looking at Mu Shaotian, Lu Xiaoxiao's breathing gradually became a little short, and he muttered softly: "Your lips are so beautiful." ”

Mu Shao's eyebrows twitched, and he swiped his slender fingers seductively across his lips: "Then do you want to kiss me?" ”

Lu Xiaoxiao nodded ignorantly, shook his head hurriedly, let go of his hand and lowered his head in a panic.

Seems like something that shouldn't be done.

Mu Shaotian approached her and asked her softly, "Do you hate me?" ”

Lu Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment before shaking his head.

"Then why don't you want to?"

Lu Xiaoxiao was silent for a while, but suddenly cried, covered her mouth, and tears fell down, and Mu Shaotian was stunned. He thought he was about to kiss and have sex, but ......

It's—what's going on!

He's not a man-eating devil, and he didn't scare her! What is she crying for!

"Hey, I don't kiss you, why are you crying? Don't cry. ”

Lu Xiaoxiao stopped doing it, and cried loudly: "How can you kiss without fireworks!" I'm going to kiss under the fireworks, woo, I think, I want to kiss the person I love under the fireworks, but he doesn't want me, he ...... No me, no fireworks. Covering her mouth, Lu Xiaoxiao cried very sadly, very, very sad.

Fifteen-year-old Midsummer Night, watching fireworks with Ye Shuo on the river embankment, she made a wish, and at the age of eighteen, she confessed that she wanted to kiss Ye Shuo under the fireworks, but Ye Shuo didn't want her......

Mu Shaotian's face was completely dark, and the emotions floating up from the bottom of his heart, he clearly understood that he was unhappy and angry.

Lu Xiaoxiao, your first man is me, and you dare to put other men in your heart! Mu Shaotian's eyes were dangerous at this moment, which was a sign before the rainstorm.