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For his sentimental self, Yan Nuo is disgusted, but at the same time, he is also the best hidden.

Mo Heng frowned, how keenly he was, and reached out and flicked Yan Nuo's forehead, "You little thing, are you complaining?" ”

Yan Nuo pursed his lips and looked at him, without speaking, it was fun to tease himself?

The figure flickered, Yan Nuo's waist tightened, and the whole person soared, and then fell into a not very warm embrace.

"Okay."

Mo Heng slowly let go of her, raised the corners of his happy mouth, his phoenix eyes were like a lazy and satisfied Persian cat after getting the food, and his fingertips tapped Yan Nuo's red lips, "In the future, no one can touch this place, except me." ”

The tone is natural, and the face is serious.

Looking at the man in front of him with slightly squinted eyes, Yan Nuo burst into a spontaneous smile, and after sneering, he said lightly:

"How is that possible?"

The words are a little mysterious, as she said, how is it possible?

Can't touch it? So how does she eat all the food?

It's just that I didn't expect that as soon as Yan Nuo's words fell, the entire air seemed to condense, and it was like ice and snow falling in an instant, and it was bitterly cold.

Yan Nuo snorted silently, with a hint of mockery.

Mo Heng's deep eyes burst out with a fierce light, and his handsome face became cold and dark because of Yan Nuo's four words, as if he was shrouded in a dark devouring qi, exuding a violent aura all over his body.

The expression is calm, but it contains the bloody killing spirit, soaring murderous, and it is undisguised.

Yan Nuo's peaceful face was equally arrogant.

Two equally strong people collide with each other, if neither of them retreats, then it can only be sparks.

Mo Heng is domineering, Yan Nuo is arrogant.

"No one can touch you but me."

Mo Heng's suffocating cold eyes looked at Yan Nuo fiercely, his thin lips opened lightly, and his words were categorical.

Yan Nuo has been looked at for a long time, and some factors of weakness have inexplicably appeared in his heart.

Strangely tight, why is that?

Isn't it just a kiss, being kissed, for Yan Nuo from modern times, it's not a big deal, it's just that I didn't expect it...... He seems, cares?

My slightly drilled answer, it seems that there is something inappropriate?

Thinking about it, Yan Nuo was a little hesitant in his heart, and suddenly felt that he was good or bad.

But.

Immediately, Yan Nuo's heart froze, it was something wrong with what he said, whether she could touch it or not, what did it have to do with him?

Who is he?

Why bother her?

Thinking of this, Yan Nuo once again strengthened his eyes and met Shang Mo Heng's murderous eyes-

For a time, the tip of the needle was against Maimang, and no one was not to be outdone.

"Who else do you want to touch?"

He asked, without a trace of temperature, the chill was so eroding, from beginning to end, his eyes were locked on her, never leaving.

Does she want another man to kiss her besides herself?

He absolutely, not allowed!

Yan Nuo's bloodthirsty eyes were as cruel as he was when he was killing.

Also, what does he mean by asking?

Is it because she wants to be forcibly kissed by someone else?

And 'who', that 'who', heh, ridiculous. To put it bluntly, what's the matter with him?

Thinking so, Yan Nuo also said so.

Anything about him.

Anything about him.

……

Mo Heng repeatedly entangled these words in his heart, what does it matter to him?

Like an ice-frozen blade, approaching Yan Nuo, anger overflowed, and he opened his mouth word by word:

"You, say it again, again."

I don't know why, at this moment, Yan Nuo didn't repeat it strongly, and the flash of chagrin made her frown slightly.

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