Mo Luan looked at him.
The breeze blew, and the leaves rattled.
The dappled light fell on his face, and the black eyes in the shadows became even darker.
There was a fierce and evil feeling in his eyes.
At this time, the feeling is deeper.
"What do you think should be done in this situation?" Xun Jie asked again.
There is a sense of tightness.
Mo Luan sat down beside him, and Xun Jie moved his lower body.
Not to stretch the distance, but to sit closer.
Mo Luan asked him back, "Why do you have this idea?"
She squinted her beautiful phoenix eyes and joked, "Could it be that you want to kill them? Or who will kill you."
She clapped her hands, "Oh, there is a mysterious feeling."
Xun Jie couldn't help it, and stretched out his hand to squeeze her white and tender face.
I remembered that she was in the venue just now, wanton and unrestrained, which shocked the audience.
The heart in the chest was beating "boom buzz buzz".
The enthusiasm made him even more eager to stop.
Just like many years ago, in Landingburg, in the snow.
When I saw her for the first time, that kind of eagerness, the desire to boil all over.
That day, his heartbeat was also fast, and his eardrums hummed.
"Don't pinch, you have wiped off the powder on your face."
This anger made Xun Jie numb all over his body successfully.
He said in a low-pitched juvenile voice, "Don't flirt, you can't control it, you are responsible for it."
Will give him a cry.
Xun Jie raised a finger and provoked her white chin.
"Provocative."
The girl smiled inexplicably, "Do you think this position is appropriate?"
"Why is it inappropriate?"
Then, he was overwhelmed on the bench by Mr. Mo.
"This is the right posture."
Sultry is her specialty, there is no reason to be oppressed.
Xun Jie didn't move, so he was lying down in this position.
"Fuck!"
Outside the square is a small forest, and two people walk along the boulevard.
Wei Qiyou pulled down his sunglasses abruptly and looked towards the square.
"Is it so amazing?"
Yu Baran saw it too, his eyes were startled, "Is that the eldest lady?"
"There is anyone else but that fierce woman."
Wei Qiyou tweeted, "Awesome, both at home and abroad are in a dominant position. I don't know if it is fortunate or unfortunate for the man to be her."
Yu Baran looked at the lying man, "That person does not look like an ordinary person."
"Nonsense, can ordinary people be liked by Master L?"
Yu Baran retracted his gaze and pushed Wei Qiyou a bit, "Let's go, we have to go to Nanyuan as soon as possible."
Wei Qiyou walked forward, his sight did not leave, he sighed, "It's different when a big person falls in love. It's too fierce and exciting."
Suddenly, a hand covered his eyes.
"Hurry up."
Wei Qiyou pulled down his hand, curled his lips and smiled, "Are you jealous?"
As a celebrity idol, the appearance is naturally not low.
When deliberately sultry, few people can resist the charm.
Yu Baran stunned slightly, slapped him on the face, turned and left.
"Put away your fox flavor and do business."
Wei Qiyou exaggeratedly covered his face, "Oh, the nose and the bridge of the nose were broken by you, no, I have to find a doctor to fix it."
A drop of sweat fell off Yu Ba's head after dyeing, "Don't be a demon."
"Little Eight is so fierce~"
Yu Baran jumped twice on his forehead, ignoring him and strode away.
Wei Qiyou touched the bridge of his nose and exaggeratedly said: "I heard that the whole nose needs bones. It hurts.