Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

Evening star was startled and thought it was some rogue ghost.

Evening star struggling to break free, I heard a familiar voice, "it's me."

Mo insisted?

Smell speech, the action of the late star pauses for a while, some are in a daze.

If you remember correctly, Mo insisted on sending a message to herself last night, talking about her downstairs, right?

He doesn't... He doesn't stay all the time, does he?

Mo insisted on straightening the body of the late star, and looked at her with drooping eyes, "finally willing to come out? Well

His voice is a little hoarse.

"..." the evening star still didn't reflect it.

He stretched out his hand to the evening star to sort out the bangs. His voice was a little lower, just like being wronged, "do you know I've been waiting for you all night?"

Evening star bit her lower lip, or pushed her away, "who let you wait here? I didn't force you to wait! "

"Yes, no one forced me, but I wanted to see you and couldn't see you. If you don't answer the news, or answer the phone, or knock on the door, what else can you do except wait for me? "

The evening star snorted.

Mo Zhiyan's eyes looked at her. In the dim light, his facial features were three-dimensional, his eyebrows were deep, and his usual overbearing sense was faded. His voice was full of light coax, "is his breath gone?"

"No!" Evening star opened the distance with him, "you don't touch me casually, I dare not provoke you now, didn't you say yesterday that I can only play this set, are you tired of it?"

Mo insisted on a slightly nervous look, "when did I get tired of saying that?"

"You said it."

"I didn't!"

The night star's eyes are slightly red, "you... OK, now it's what you said, you won't admit it, right? Why are you such a rascal

"Well, what are you doing?" Mo insisted on seeing this, expression more flustered, "give me stop, don't cry!"

Evening star bit his lip hard, "who said I'm going to cry? I won't cry for you. Don't be narcissistic

With that, he turned and left.

Ah, why does the eye feel more and more sour.

I didn't want to cry when I quarreled with Mo Zhiyan yesterday. I didn't want to cry when I was sulky when I got home.

But now, tears just can't hold.

She didn't know why she was so calm when she came home yesterday, but today, when she saw Mo insisted, all of them collapsed.

I just feel aggrieved.

Mo insisted on holding her arm and dragging her back to her arms. He looked down to see that she didn't really cry, but her eyes were red.

But even if the girl didn't cry, it was just this appearance. Mo insisted that she felt distressed and felt her whole heart pulled up.

Mo insisted on holding her tightly, lowering her head, thin lips gently rubbing her eyes, eyebrows, cheeks, such action is full of love.

Then, the evening star heard low voices in his ears

"I'm sorry."

She was stunned. Her pupils were contracting.

Mo insisted... This strong autocracy, in front of anyone can drag to no good man, with a very low voice said sorry to her.

"Whatever you want me to do, just don't cry. If you cry, I really don't know what to do. " Mo Zhiyan's voice was so low that I could hardly hear it clearly, but it was unexpectedly provocative. "Yesterday was my fault, but I never felt tired of it. I didn't mean that at all."