She stared in surprise, "Yangyang, why is it you?"
Pei Mochen raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's me, are you disappointed?"
There was a hint of sourness in his tone that was not easily noticed by Miss Zhang, and his pair of peach blossom eyes were always as soft and clear as water, making it impossible to see his emotions, except for the slight frown between his brows.
"You're so mean." Zhang Mofei stood up and hit his head on the roof of the car with a bang.
"Ouch," she screamed in pain, then bent down and hugged Pei Mochen, pursed her lips and kissed him on his fair face.
After the kiss, she raised her feet, stepped directly onto the passenger seat, took one of Pei Mochen's hands in her hands, and rubbed her smooth and plump face against Pei Mochen's warm and soft palm.
Like a kitten that fawns over its owner, with a pair of slightly curved almond eyes and a smile as sweet as honey, "You are so bad, why do you do such a touching thing?"
Pei Mochen "..."
"Eh? Yangyang, why are you so well-dressed today?" Zhang Mofei looked at the white shirt Pei Mochen was wearing as if he had discovered a new world.
Looking down, she saw that he was wearing black suit trousers and formal leather shoes. Looking up again, she saw Pei Mochen wearing a shirt and suit trousers for the first time.
She obviously has a pair of naturally gentle eyes, but there is a sense of unruliness in her bones, and her hair style, which is just the right length, adds a touch of unruliness.
The tall nose bridge was inherited from the good genes of their old Pei family. The red lips under the nose bridge are just like what Lu Ganma often said: "Looking at the cherries when they turn red, who wouldn't want to taste the sweetness in their mouths"
's juice?'
Zhang Mofei unfolded her powerful imagination, grinned, and smiled very cutely and patiently.
"..." Pei Mochen's brows were only slightly wrinkled at first, but now they are deeply wrinkled. What does it mean that he is well-dressed today? When has he ever been disheveled?
But seeing the silly smile on Zhang Mofei's face as she looked at him, his frowning handsome eyebrows finally relaxed, and everyone felt the same in their hearts.
There was a smile hidden in his eyes, and he looked at Zhang Mofei with a straight face, "Have you seen enough?"
"Yang Yang, you are such a perfect man, I think no one can control you except me." Zhang Mofei said and gave Pei Mochen another bear hug.
This sentence is original by Lu Anyi, and now Zhang Mofei draws on it.
Pei Mochen lowered his eyes and glanced at Zhang Mofei, who was holding his waist and pressing her face against his abdomen. His lips curled up with a hint of interest.
She exudes her own vitality, which is different from others and is worth collecting and savoring slowly.
Zhang Mofei didn't dare to tell Pei Mochen about how she almost got into trouble while driving today. She was afraid that he would scold her.
In summer, the trees on both sides of the road are green. Zhang Mofei is wearing a sapphire blue chiffon cut-sleeve top, a white princess-style collar, small hot pants, and white flat boat shoes.
She crossed Pei Mochen's arm and walked into a high-end Western restaurant.
The western restaurant is very quiet inside, with brown-red wooden floors and a large distance between seats.
The soft leather sofas, the melodious foreign country music are intoxicating, and the waiters' clothes are all high-end and classy.
Zhang Mofei was frightened just now. Although she didn't urinate on the spot due to fright, she was still frightened and felt the urge to urinate.
She looked up and saw the guidance sign leading to the bathroom, and took out the hand holding Pei Moden, "Yangyang, I'm going to the bathroom first."
Pei Mochen put his hands leisurely in the pockets of his suit pants,
