Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

The next second, however, the painting style suddenly changed.

The evening star lifted his head from his arms and said, "but who makes you have to carry it down?"

"..." Mo insisted, laughing angrily and pinching her nose as punishment, "do you still have a conscience?"

"Painful..." the evening star hides behind.

Mo insisted that he didn't have a good airway, "what's the pain? I didn't make any effort!"

The mouth says so, Mo insists but the action quickly loosened a hand.

Then the next second, I picked up the girl and put her on the conference table.

Mo insisted on leaning slightly, one hand supporting her side, the other hand holding her small face, carefully checked her delicate little nose.

... not even a red seal, OK?

The evening star sat on the conference table, legs empty, but Mo insisted on standing, slightly bent over the conference table, almost half circle her in his arms.

The strength of the hand holding the evening star's cheek gradually relaxed. The man rubbed the evening star with the belly of his thumb. His voice was low and provocative, "are you afraid?"

He was referring to the fact that the virus had already broken out in the evening star.

"No Evening star's line of sight is almost equal to his, "I will definitely find key and get the real antidote formula."

Not only did she not look scared, but she also laughed, rolled ink with her fingers, insisted on her loose tie, and looked at him askew, "why do you want to cheat me with the doctor? Do you think I will be afraid and cry when I know that the virus in my body has broken out? You also underestimate my psychological endurance, don't you

Mo insisted on silently looking at her for a while, suddenly reached out and rubbed her hair.

Evening star at the beginning or clever face, let him rub, but the more to the end, the more found something wrong.

In the end, Mo insisted on looking at the night star with a bird's nest on its head, and chuckled.

Evening star quickly stretched out his hand and touched his hair, which he had kneaded on purpose. "Ink, persistence, speech!"

Then he jumped off the conference table and scratched his hair with his hand. "You mean it, don't you? I'll fight with you! "

Mo insisted that he put his hands in his pockets and ran backward, looking at the evening star with a banter on his face, "Tut, I can't catch up with you."

"If you have the ability, stop and don't run!"

Mo insisted on walking the evening star, calmly around the conference table, "if you have the ability, you can catch up with me?"

As soon as the voice came down, the evening star directly stood on the huge conference table with one hand, jumping and stepping on the table.

She stood up straight, strode over the wide table, and landed in front of Mo Zhiyan after a sharp jump. Then she grabbed his tie and said, "I see how you can still run!"

Mo insisted that "......"

The late star just grabbed his tie, slightly raised his chin, and completely changed the role of Mo Zhiyan, just like a bully, humming, "don't you say I can't catch up with you? Do you want to go back, run, or run? "

Mo insisted that he motioned to the table with his chin, "Ning Wanxing, you are damaging public equipment. Do you understand?"

"Well, I'll hurt you!" Evening star will pull his tie down, want to go to revenge of knead disorderly ink adamant hair.

Mo insisted that he was really obedient and bent down, but before the night star's hand reached his smoky gray hair, he took the opportunity to kiss her lips in this posture.

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[update completed]

Originally wanted to continue to add more, but it's really carven, half a day can't write a word, can only add more tomorrow, good night.