Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

Still believe him.

She knew there was a reason why Mo insisted.

She knew that Mo insisted that he didn't like Bo Qiuhe.

She knows all about it.

It's just... I can't be angry.

It's like when facing Bo Qiuhe, she doesn't show any love for Mo Zhiyan. Even Mo Zhiyan says that Bo Qiuhe doesn't have the same feelings for him as the late star thinks.

But she just knew that Bo Qiuhe was not so simple to mo.

Because girls know girls best.

It's a feeling that can't be described in words, a subtle intuition.

"You said she didn't like you? But when I was in China, she told me to stay away from you. She told me that if you had to make a choice, you would choose her between me and her! I don't like you. "

"All right, all right." Mo insisted on seeing that the evening star was angry again, and quickly dragged her into his arms, "we don't want to mention her any more, OK?"

So many days, he and this woman's topic has not moved away from Bo Qiuhe's body.

Mo insisted that he didn't want to let a thin autumn lotus cross between him and the smelly girl.

He just wanted to hold the evening star, even if he didn't speak, it was beautiful, because there was only one another, there was no thin autumn lotus.

The evening star paused and took a deep breath.

"I have a projector in my bedroom." Mo insisted that the hair on the sideburns of the late star should be turned back, "do you want to see a movie?"

It's been a long time since they've seen a movie together.

For a long time, I haven't been so quiet and cuddled with each other.

The evening star droops her eyes and doesn't speak. Mo insists that she takes the lead to stand up and holds her in the bedroom.

The air conditioner is fully turned on. The air conditioner even makes people shiver unconsciously.

Mo insists on opening the thin blanket and gently putting the evening star in. Then he lies on the other side.

The room was dark, only the light of the projector projected on the cloth board, spreading a very clear picture.

"Want some sugar?" Mo insisted on saying, opened the bedside table, took out a bag of soft candy from inside.

It's what Wanxing used to love.

But since I left China two years ago, I have seldom eaten any more.

Mo insisted on tearing open a package, drooping eyes handed her mouth, "open mouth."

The mouth wants to dislike, but the sweet taste of lollipop is under the nose.

Evening star still opened his mouth and bit the sugar.

"Well." Evening star frowned and put the soft candy in the center of his teeth. "Grape, too sour. You take out a tissue for me."

She wants to throw it away. She doesn't want to eat it

Mo insisted that he was peeling another sugar hand

Evening star's body meal, eyelashes trembled.

Immediately, Mo insisted, and then put the milk flavor in his hand back into the girl's mouth.

The whole process does not have a single pause, naturally to no good.

"This way of handling is too rogue and rogue!"

"Tut." Mo insisted on changing the grape flavored soft candy in his mouth, "heartless smelly girl, obviously helped you, you still scold me?"