However, Mo Xiaoran still argued with a glimmer of hope, "Who has been waiting for you all night? If I wait for you all night, I will be a fool!"
"So, you are a fool." Huang Xiaojue continued with a smile, hugging his little body in his arms tighter.
This stupid girl is so good at lying. He knew everything when he looked at her expression.
Sweetness appeared in his heart, and Huang Xiaojue gently pinched her face, and his movements were gentle and doting.
"Huang Xiaojue, you really have low understanding!"
The little girl in her arms rushed to hit his chest with a fist. This action without any attack was like acting cute in Huang Xiaojue's eyes. He reached out to pinch Mo Xiaoran's chin and a heavy kiss fell on Mo.
Xiaoran's sweet pink lips.
Mo Xiaoran blinked foolishly and looked at the handsome face that was close to him, and the fist that hit him froze in the air.
Huang Xiaojue frowned. Why couldn't Mo Xiaoran respond to his kiss? Every time she kissed her, she would be stunned as if she was being lit by someone, without any reaction.
With your eyes wide open, can't you enjoy this romantic moment?
Is his kissing skills really that bad?
Huang Xiaojue reached out to cover her eyes unhappily, forcing her to close her eyes, then closed her eyes, grabbed the back of her head, deepened the kiss hard, and intoxicated by her sweetness.
The air is filled with a romantic and ambiguous smell...