He was a little surprised in his heart. He didn't like women. Regarding this, he was extremely sure. His most instinctive reaction to any woman who came close to him was to simply treat them as trash and throw them out of sight.
Every time I am smelled by those rouge smells, I have to spend a lot of effort to get rid of the disgusting smell.
But now, Yun Dieyi does not reject Yun Dieyi, and his eyes suddenly become dark, like a starless night sky, and his voice is slightly low, making it difficult to judge the true emotion, "What are you doing?"
Yun Dieyi did not stop the movements of her hands, her weak and boneless hands were still roaming around his face, and she answered casually, "I touch your face, you can't even see it, stupid."
Mo Feijun's voice suddenly became a little more angry, "I'm asking you why you touched my face?"
Damn it, he must have been disturbed by this flower picker from his sweet dream just now, so he is still a little awake now. Otherwise, why would he feel so comfortable when Yun Dieyi's small hands pinched her face?
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Thinking of this, looking at the flower picker, his eyes suddenly became a little fierce.
How could someone who disturbed his clear dreams deserve to die in peace?
He decided to let the man who did not go to sleep in the middle of the night but went to pick flowers to taste what it meant to be unable to survive or die.
Yun Dieyi's hand had moved down from his delicate ears to his cheek, and his crisp voice echoed in the dark night, "Let's see if you are wearing the legendary human skin mask."
Then a pair of bare hands circled his neck several times, rubbing it carefully, and finally sighed slightly, with disappointment in his voice, "So you don't have a human skin mask."
It's a shame she took such a big risk and touched his face for so long.
Although it feels good, delicate and smooth, the risk is far greater than stock trading. The stock goes up and down, and the loss is just money. If he really had murderous intentions, her precious life would be unfortunately lost.
She has not known Mo Feijun for long, but she has long discovered that this guy has mysophobia.
He couldn't get close to any living thing within one foot, not to mention her hands were still wreaking havoc on his face.
She herself found it incredible that he didn't take any action.
At this time, Mo Feijun finally understood that what Yun Dieyi had just done was to see if he was wearing a human skin mask, and he suddenly became slightly curious, "Why do you think so?"