The smile in Pei Mochen's eyes slowly froze, and he stared blankly at Cheng Ningyou's little face close at hand. He missed more than 1,600 little people day and night.
With a surge in his heart, he hugged her waist with both hands, pressed hard, and she lay on top of him.
He asked softly, "Then are you willing to be that fly hanging around poop or leftover food?"
Cheng Ningyou was stunned when she heard this, and the strength in her hands couldn't help but loosen. She felt more and more that she had encountered a super invincible villain.
Go through the previous conversation with him.
It turns out that this girl dug a big hole, just waiting for her to jump in like this. Now the situation is like this. If she poops, he will be a fly. If he poops, she will be a fly. Anyway, flies will always circle around the poop.
Damn, this guy really has a lot of taste.
But thinking back, why did she feel like she was destined to be eaten by him? Why did she have to make the shit that was eaten by flies when he was a fly?
Why should she be that poop-eating fly when he was pooping?
Hum, we must kill his spirit.
He pushed hard with both hands and sat up. Anyway, he didn't notice where he was sitting. Let's sort out the issues of flies and feces first.
"Why should I hang around you? Do you think you are So Ji Sub?"
When Pei Mochen heard this, his face darkened. Hearing this girl mention her floating idol again, he felt very unhappy.
In the past, she only had him in her eyes and heart. Whenever her classmates discussed a certain star, she would always give them a disdainful look, then hook up his arm and say to him, "Because of our Yangyang existence, those stars
It's all clouds.'
Now he has become a floating cloud. Little girl, have you changed your star-chasing route?
A weird smile appeared on Pei Mochen's lips, and he put his hands leisurely behind his head, looking very uncomfortable.
Looking down at the place where Cheng Ningyou was sitting, the temperature in her lower abdomen rose rapidly. Could it be that this girl didn't feel anything at all?
Cheng Ningyou felt that Pei Moden's gaze was a bit strange. She followed his gaze and looked at where she was sitting, and her face turned red.
This...that...
She quickly jumped off the sofa, her almond-shaped eyes widened, her eyes were very innocent, "You can't blame me, it's because you are so arrogant, so I didn't feel it."
He is so arrogant? Does he mean contempt? Why does this tone feel so familiar to him?
The sticky note that Country Z posted on his car suddenly appeared in his mind, saying, 'Your skills are average.' He narrowed his peach blossom eyes and looked at Cheng Ningyou.
He was in a daze that night, but it did feel so familiar. The voice and the other person's domineering and bold movements were very similar to hers.
Cheng Ningyou felt a little irritated when Pei Mochen looked her over, and asked angrily, "What are you looking at? Like a fox."
Pei Mochen sat up and leaned on the back of the sofa, with a half-smiling expression and a lazy attitude, like an old fox.
He moved his lips and said, "If you are proud or not, you have to try it before you have the right to comment."
There was a hint of nonchalance in his tone, making people unable to help but think deeply about his words.
Cheng Ningyou blushed even more, even redder than when he was exposed to the sun just now, "You are a gangster."
It is rumored that Pei Mochen is a thousand-year-old ice cube, taciturn, and those nymphomaniacs still give him such a high evaluation, what is restrained and tasteful, the best without bother...
