He raised his hand, ready to slap him in the face.
Qi Yan didn't hide, he just seemed to have guessed her reaction, and when he raised his hand, the phone was blocked in front of him.
If Tan Bengbeng really made a move, she would hit the phone on the ground.
Whether it will break or not, she doesn't know, but she knows that she will definitely not be able to get the phone.
The arm that was waving in front of Qi Yan stopped immediately.
Gritting his teeth, he forced a sentence from his throat, "You are despicable!"
Qi Yan: "No."
Tan Bengbeng: "Shameless!"
Qi Yan: "Yes."
Tan Bengbeng: "Dirty!"
Qi Yan: "I admit it all, is there more?"
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
She lost, and for a shameless person like Qi Yan, he wouldn't really care what she scolded him.
On the contrary, just a word from him can drive her half to death with anger.
After so many years of training, Tan Bengbeng always thought that he could not express his emotions and anger, and no one could know his sorrows and joys.
But facing Qi Yan, she really felt powerless.
As if no matter how she tried to keep herself calm, he had a way to break her calm until it drove her crazy...
"I just want to show you how to unlock new poses. I'm so angry that my eyes are going to pop out. Just smile and I'll give you the phone." Qi Yan grabbed her and lifted her up in the air, wanting to punch her hand, but he didn't care. pull down.
Holding her slender fingers, as if holding some kind of artwork, hold it in the palm of your hand.
Tan Bengbeng's hands are not like ordinary girls, they are white and soft.
Her palms had obvious calluses.
There are scars on the tiger's mouth and palm.
It can be seen that he has been injured repeatedly.
Compared with Qi Yan's hands with distinct finger bones, his hands looked more like a pair of girls' hands.
Qi Yan's eyes changed slightly, and just as he was about to say that he had medicine to remove the calluses on her hands, Tan Bengbeng had already ruthlessly pulled his hand back from his palm.
Then took a few steps back.
Staring vigilantly at Qi Yan who suddenly became easy to talk, looking at his eyes, as if looking at a pervert.
He emphasized very seriously, "I don't know how to use my mouth... In short, don't even think about it!"
"Well, I'll just talk casually, if you don't like it, we can change it to something else." Qi Yan said kindly.
A pair of evil eyes, the light remains the same.
It seemed that as long as it was Tan Bengbeng, he would do anything.
Tan Bengbeng was so talkative that he couldn't even lose his temper for a while.
But when he thought of his teasing just now, he felt a pang of breath in his chest.
Staring at him with a pale face, there was no response for a long time.
Qi Yan looked at her for a while, saw that she seemed really angry, and handed her the phone, "I'm serious, if you smile at me now, I'll give you the phone."
His sincere eyes, with a smile.
It seems that there is really some credibility.
Tan Bengbeng looked at his unbeaten face for a second, then lowered his head, and glanced at the mobile phone he handed in front of him.
She has lost contact with the outside world for too long, and she really needs a mobile phone.
Tan Bengbeng pursed his lips, and then pulled the corners of his mouth hard, revealing a smile.
Very blunt, very reluctant.
It can be seen at a glance that it is a forced smile.
It's not as good as her usual expressionless and cold look.
Tan Bengbeng seldom smiled, and he knew in his heart that it must be strange for him to look like this now.
Already mentally prepared, Qi Yan would not give her the phone.
But she didn't expect that as soon as she raised the corner of her mouth, there was an extra mobile phone in front of her.