Leng Qianmo smiled and lifted Yi Danyou's chin with one hand, but his eyes were cold. He said ghostly: "Since you have forgotten, there is no need to explain. You just need to remember that from this moment on, I
I am your boyfriend, you are my girlfriend, remember, you only belong to me."
As he spoke, his thin lips covered Yi Danyou's thin lips, and when their lips touched, Yi Danyou reacted and quickly pushed Leng Qianmo away.
"Are you crazy? I don't know you. I am your girlfriend and you are my boyfriend. Are you right?" Yi Danyou wiped her lips fiercely, angry at his behavior towards her.
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I'm also angry at his domineering way of announcing their relationship without her consent. Is this unrequited love? No matter what, it's up to you and me!
Yi Danyou broke free from Leng Qianmo's restraints, jumped ten steps away from him, and hid behind the sofa on the other side, separated from Leng Qianmo by a round table that was not too big.
Leng Qianmo had a sullen face and waved to Yidanyou again: "Come here."
Yi Danyou learned her lesson this time, even if she was beaten to death, she would not let go. She looked at Leng Qianmo's cold face and said stubbornly: "I won't go. If you have anything to say, just say it there."
As soon as he got close to him, he started to use his hands and feet. This time, even if he beat her to death, she wouldn't get past him.
"You really won't come over?" He looked at her and sneered.
Yi Danyou swallowed his saliva carefully and said: "You... you... don't force others to do anything. If you have anything to say, you can say it wherever you are." Yi Danyou looked at Leng Qianmo's smile and began to tremble in his heart unconsciously.
Leng Qianmo stood up without any warning, causing Yi Danyou to almost fall down in fright: "You... don't stand up, just sit there, don't move, I... I'll go over!" Yi Danyou gritted his teeth.
, and spat out the second half of the sentence in a very hopeless manner.
Leng Qianmo sat back on his sofa with a smile, waiting for Yi Danyou's arrival.
Yi Danyou approached Leng Qianmo step by step, feeling as if she had stepped into the palace of death. She walked in front of Leng Qianmo. Before she could stand still, Leng Qianmo grabbed the wine glass with her big hand, and then gently touched it.
La, she lost her center of gravity and fell into Leng Qianmo's arms...
"Let me go first and let's talk carefully if we have anything to say."