There was blood in the air, but the air was boiling, and Lan Huanmeng's face was still red.
"You should make your clothes higher." Lan Huanmeng's face turned even redder. The reason was that she had never seen such a strong figure! Oh! It's really great!
Nangong Mingye took off all his clothes, but he was too lazy to do it any further. After doing it for a long time, his hands were sore.
Lan Huanmeng, on the other hand, stared blankly at such a superb figure, barely having a nosebleed.
"Look at the red version every minute!" Nangong Mingye smiled evilly at Lan Huanmeng. Lan Huanmeng's face turned even redr when he regained consciousness, so red that he could bleed.
"Tch, I don't care to look at you." Lan Huanmeng lowered her head guiltily, and then continued painting.
"Isn't it rare?" Nangong Minye hooked Lan Huanmeng's chin, making her eyes look directly into his.
"What are you doing..." Lan Huanmeng slapped his hand away. Why does he always feel like he has convulsions today? He always does some unusual things.
"I'm teasing you..." Well, Lan Huanmeng was really speechless at this moment. How could he be so direct? It made her so shy. [Lan Huanmeng covered her face]
"Cut!" Lan Huanmeng ignored him, tied it with gauze and stood up.
"Hey, it's time for you to go back, right?" Lan Huanmeng drove him away mercilessly. She didn't want to make a fool of herself. If she looked at his figure again! Hey, maybe he would get a nosebleed later!