Aorong opened her eyes with a narrow smile and revealed the shocking inside story, "Actually, the person you really like is Qing Cang."
"Nonsense" Liu Jiyuan's face turned blue, gray, white, red and black.
Qing Cang was also shocked and lost three of his seven orifices, and his face turned ugly, "Rong'er, what are you talking about?"
Where did she get this weird idea? Men like men? It disgusts him
Aorong looked innocent, but his eyes were full of smiles, "But he keeps pestering you, and he looks very affectionate..."
Qingcang felt a chill and had goosebumps all over his body. He glared at Liu Jiyuan fiercely.
Liu Jiyuan really wanted to cry. What was going on in this damn girl’s head? She actually said such words. He still wanted to eat and didn’t want to vomit.
Qingcang saw her true intentions. She was teasing them, but even though she knew it, she still felt uncomfortable. "Rong'er, erase all those messy thoughts from your mind, otherwise I will fall out."
Aorong rarely saw him with a straight face, and thought it was quite funny, "Don't be shy, it's not a shame to be liked by a man, as long as you don't like the man..."
"Rong'er" Qingcang's face turned red and he wanted to strangle her to death. Her mouth was so angry that it really wouldn't cost her life.
"Jun Aorong" Liu Jiyuan shouted at the same time
Ao Rong smiled mischievously, "You two have such a tacit understanding."
Qing Cang grabbed her angrily, kissed her lips hard, and didn't let her go until she was out of breath.
Then he stroked her red lips and murmured softly, "You know now that I'm not interested in men?"
It was hard to let go of Ao Rong's amusement for a moment, "I didn't say you were interested in men, but men were interested in... uh huh."
I hate it. Before she finished speaking, he blocked her mouth again.
Qingcang kissed her until she was out of breath, her chest rose and fell violently, and then she smiled with satisfaction, "Don't say such things in the future, you know?"
Aorong pouted in disbelief, "Can't you just talk about it? Uh-huh..."
Dead people will use this trick. This is a public place, and there are still people watching them making out. Can you pay attention to the impact?
"Do you know?" Qing Cang asked again, not believing that he couldn't deal with this naughty girl.
"I..." Aorong still wanted to argue with him, but it was obvious that his lips were about to press down again, and he nodded quickly, "I know, I won't say it again."