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Chapter 3095 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1657 Nanmo Shang, you bastard!
"Which one?"

The boy asked again, only to find that Ji Zhizhi, who was standing beside him just now, had already happily ran over.

The sunshine is very good, falling through the lush branches and leaves, cut into countless fine silhouettes, spread on the ground, swaying slightly with the breeze.

Such a young and flamboyant girl, with bright eyes and bright teeth, ran towards her with a clean and sweet smile, and a group of five or six boys stopped subconsciously.

Nan Moshang in the middle also stopped, with one hand in his pocket and the other casually hanging by his side, looking at her running towards him with a half-smile.

"Honey, I finally found you!"

Ji Zhizhi ran all the way over, and then naturally and affectionately held his arm, with his chin on his arm, raised his head and smiled brightly: "It's hard to find some time to come to accompany you, are you happy?"

Not to mention that this school is famous for being a gentleman, just based on his Nanmoshang's habit of maintaining a gentleman's image in front of outsiders for so many years, she was sure that he would not just throw her away.

Sure enough, he just looked down at her, and didn't push her away, with an unpredictable arc on the corner of his lips.

A few boys around me quit, and they teased aloud: "What a boy, you actually secretly dated a girlfriend behind our backs?! She's actually the eldest lady of the Bei family! It's agreed that everyone is not allowed to covet her!"

"Yes, yes! Didn't you agree in high school? You, Nanmo Shang, were the first to agree?!"

"It's too disrespectful! Woo, Zhi'er, come into my brother's arms! My brother has been secretly in love with you for a long time!"

"Don't listen to his nonsense! This brother is very sweet! Come into my arms, I still have my first love until now, I'm just waiting for you!"

Ji Zhizhi seemed embarrassed by being teased, lowered his head, and got closer to Nan Moshang, his little hand slid down the man's arm, and followed his left hand into his pocket.

A few seconds later, her face froze suddenly, and she looked up at him: "What's in your pocket?"

Nan Moshang raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Just as Ji Zhizhi was about to withdraw his hand, the man's big hand in his pocket suddenly reversed without warning and grabbed her wrist.

A small movement is already extremely concealed in the pocket, and with two people's bodies blocking it, it is almost impossible to see anything from the outside.

"what?"

The boy next to him became curious, tilted his head and tried to look over: "Sister Zhi'er, show it to the brothers, what is in our Mo Shang pocket?"

In the pocket, the man's big warm hand slid all the way up, along her wrist, and was about to touch back into her sleeve.

Ji Zhizhi bit her lip, as if she hadn't stood still, staggered and bumped into him, taking advantage of that second of pause, she suddenly withdrew her hand.

In the palm of his hand, two cards the same size as playing cards came into view.

A few boys next to him looked down, Qiqi gasped, and looked up at Nan Moshang in disbelief.

"Mo Shang, you..."

"Hey, I'm an adult now. It's normal to have needs. If you don't talk about so many famous daughters who are chasing you, what kind of lady are you looking for! Be careful of getting sick!"

"Mo Shang, it's not my brother who said you. What you did is not honest. Isn't this an insult to my sister Zhi'er?"

Ji Zhizhi looked at the two cards with women's photos in his palm, his eyes were red, and he looked up at him with tears in his eyes: "No wonder you always take those messy medicines, you actually got sick! Nan Moshang, you bastard!"

(End of this chapter)