Before Jin Yan could react, Jiujiu had already fled far away, and he didn't want to be affected.
"Please, Your Majesty, please go back to your bedroom and sleep, okay?" Jin Yan had a very difficult time restraining her anger and said to Qing Mo with a smile.
"I think Jiujiu's words are right. Yan'er is indeed very powerful. She is very good at playing any game. I was interrupted in the middle of the game just now. How about Yan'er and I continue with the remaining half?" Qing Mo's charming eyes were silky,
He glanced sideways at Jin Yan, his voice was soft and slow, and his intonation rose and fell like waves, stopping in his ears, and his heartbeat would beat with his rhythm.
But at this time, Jin Yan was shocked by Qing Mo's name. She had goosebumps everywhere. Qing Mo actually called her "Yan'er". Isn't this title too... not suitable for them no matter how you hear it?
relationship.
And I always feel that the word "Yan'er" is a bit weak and doesn't suit her very well.
"Speak properly and don't keep yelling 'Yan'er'." Jin Yan rubbed her arms and her pores opened. This was the first time she had heard such a call since she was a child. Her parents used to call her "Yan'er".
She is beautiful.
Qing Mo saw Jin Yan looking like he couldn't bear it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile in his eyes became colder, but the corners of his mouth still kept an upward curve. He asked softly: "What? I can't scream?"
Before Jin Yan could answer, Qing Mo asked again, "Or do you want Ling Tian to be called that?"
Jin Yan was stunned, what does this have to do with Ling Tian? How much does Qing Mo hate Ling Tian? Why can Ling Tian be involved in everything? It turns out that love breeds hatred!
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm just not used to being called like that. We rarely call them like that over there." She explained helplessly. She couldn't get into trouble with Qingmo because of such a trivial matter. She felt that instead of spending time and talking to each other,
It is better to spend more time on cultivation than on the green ink bar.
"What do people usually call you?" At this moment, Qing Mo was lying lazily on the bed, looking at Jin Yan who was standing beside the bed. This scene seemed to have the illusion that Jin Yan was going to visit Qing Mo, and
Jiujiu had already been hiding aside and peeking, but strangely, neither Qingmo nor Jin Yan noticed.
"Usually you call me Yan Yan, or just Jin Yan, or just Xiao Jin." Yan'er has never heard of her before. It's too close.
Qing Mo nodded, it would be weird if everyone called her Yan'er.
Suddenly, Jin Yan felt that her whole body was brought to the bed by a strong force. When she reacted, Jin Yan was already being pressed by Qing Mo. She pushed Qing Mo, but Qing Mo didn't move at all. Her face flushed.
Be blushing, "Let me go!"
She stared at Qing Mo, but Qing Mo looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up, seeming to be very happy. However, Jin Yan realized that she could not see anything from Qing Mo's eyes. Qing Mo's eyes were as deep as ancient wells.
There is not a trace of waves, but it gives people a feeling of turbulence, which is very complicated.
"Since everyone else calls you Yan Yan, only I can call you Yan'er, do you understand?" Qing Mo pressed on Jin Yan, placed his hand on the side of Jin Yan's head, and gently kneaded Jin Yan with his cold fingers.
Jin Yan had a very strange feeling in her earlobes. She wanted to stop Qing Mo's movements, but her limbs were firmly fixed by Qing Mo and there was no way she could move.
Qing Mo paused and continued: "If you hear anyone calling you Yan'er, I will pull out your tongue." The second half of the sentence was so soft that it was almost inaudible.