Mr.Night, please sign for your barbaric wife!

Speaking of the last sentence, night Qing looked at the Mu Qing porcelain in her arms. Yingting's sword eyebrows are flying, the thin lips are also gently aroused, and the smile is evil and charming.

Mu qingporcelain: "

Small... Small porcelain?

This guy... Dare you be a little more disgusting?

After mu qingporcelain's lips twitched slightly, she seemed to reach out her hand to surround the deep waist of night Qing, looked at him, and smiled like flowers. However, this hand secretly pressed a acupoint somewhere on his waist.

In an instant, the feeling of crispness hit the night engine again. His back was slightly stiff. He knew that the girl pressed a acupoint on him again!

"Oh, yeah." Smiling, she bent her eyes. Mu qingporcelain threw her eyes at Yeqing, and then turned her eyes to the boy, "this is really my boyfriend. So... Little brother, you'd better not waste your time on me, ah ~ "

"Mu... Mu Xuejie..." the boy looked at mu qingporcelain pitifully, and his lips stammered, as if he wanted to say something.

However, before he finished, he was interrupted by a cold and gloomy voice.

"Not yet?" The magnetic voice suddenly dropped several degrees, making the surrounding air seem to cool down.

The three simple words made the boy's back freeze instantly. After swallowing his spittle, he quickly turned and left without saying a word.

That figure, quite with a bit of the meaning of fleeing.

As soon as the boy left, mu qingporcelain immediately released his hand around night Qing's deep waist. She skimmed her lips and looked a little unnatural.

"Well, what, Li'er, I'll wait for you in front." With a light cough, Jing still said this and walked straight ahead.

"Why did she call you Li'er?" Night Qing Shen suddenly opened his mouth. He looked at Mu Qing porcelain suspiciously and asked aloud.

After turning her eyes, mu qingporcelain said impolitely, "what's none of your business. Why are you here so late? "

Ye Qingshen doesn't think much of Mu qingporcelain's bad attitude. He looked at mu qingporcelain with low eyes, then stretched out his hand to her and said in a voice, "give me your cell phone."

"What are you doing?" Mu qingporcelain looked at him defensively.

"Save my phone number." Night Qingshen doesn't hide it.

"...." Mu qingporcelain's lips gently pulled, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, squinted at him and raised her eyebrows. "I'm wearing a huge ugly makeup face. Mr. Ye, you can find out my true identity! Don't you have my phone? "

"But you don't have my number." Night Qing's deep complexion remained unchanged, and her face coagulated her faintly, and answered.

"Won't you call me directly on your phone?" Mu qingporcelain looked at him with a speechless face. That expression was a disgusting face.

Can't this man turn his head?

In the face of Mu qingporcelain's disdainful eyes, ye Qingshen still remained unchanged. After sipping his lower lip flap very calmly, he looked at her with a straight face, "I don't think that's sincere. Since I want you to know my phone number, I think I should come and tell you in person and see you write it down with my own eyes."

"..." hearing this, he admires the corners of the porcelain lips, which makes him twitch more happily.

That's OK!