Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

The evening star looks at his deep pupil, and his body is shaking.

Mo Zhiyan's hand rubbed her cheek, showing the power of soothing people's heart, with a low voice, "have you had a nightmare?"

Yes

What a terrible dream.

"Idiot woman." Mo insisted on looking at her stunned appearance, more and more feel funny, can't help but pinch her face, "dreams are the opposite, don't be afraid."

The evening star didn't speak, and her trembling didn't get better because of Mo insisted.

He doesn't understand

My dreams are all predicting the coming of dreams.

That dream just now, she clearly remembered it was July 30.

It's tomorrow.

The brain of the evening star is buzzing.

See her this appearance, Mo insists on speech simply will evening star to horizontal embrace up, slightly low head, with his face rub her small face, "good, I'm here, not afraid, eh?"

Evening star did not struggle, but also hugged his neck, the whole person shrank in her arms.

Mom and dad are sitting in the living room. A piece of ink insists on coming in with the evening star in her arms. Mom really wants to praise her wit.

Ah, she knew that it would be better for little lovers to quarrel for a while.

You see! Kung Fu is as good as the Opera master!

"Dad, mom, I'll take her back to her room first." Mo insisted that he only stopped for a second, then he walked towards the second floor with the evening star in his arms.

Until sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, the evening star seemed to come back and look around, "why did you bring me to your room?"

Mo insisted on standing next to her, bent down and supported her with both hands. He said with a straight heart, "because I want to stay with you for a while."

Evening star looked away, full of just that dream, the mood is very complex.

"Mo insists... What are you going to do tomorrow?"

"With you." Mo insisted on cursing her, "I'll do whatever you want me to do."

"I want you not to go out all day and stay at home all the time."

Mo insisted on speech to smile suddenly, the evil Si of full face, "listen to you."

The evening star stretched out a little thumb and said, "words count."

It was a childish move, but Mo insisted that he was very cooperative. He hooked her little thumb with his finger, and then he took her little hand to his lips and pecked, "can't leave me like this?"

The evening star really can't stand his hippy and smiling face. He takes back his little hand and hums coldly, "I'm not in the mood to joke with you now."

"No kidding." Mo insisted on the expression of speech serious up, "just now I said, listen to you."

The late star shriveled his mouth.

"I know you're still angry." Mo insisted on sitting beside her, straightened her small face and looked directly at herself, "angry because of Bo Qiuhe's existence, but I swear that Bo Qiuhe's existence will not affect my feelings for you. I don't like her, and she won't like me.

I admit that I do care about her, but there is a reason for all this. "

Mo insisted on the voice of a few minutes low, "smelly girl, can you, give me a little more trust?"

He always spoke in a positive or imperative tone.

I hardly ever ask others like this, can I?

The evening star closed her eyes.

She and Mo Zhiyan grew up together. They have experienced so much, although they are very angry, disappointed and even want to give up.

But... Even if the mouth said some angry and heartless words, but deep inside