Scum Coercion

"Oh, please say hello to the papas for me."

I just stood up and accepted the monthly pass, and immediately sat back in my seat calmly.

As one of the authors, Mengmei looked at the phone and continued to ask questions:

"By the way, there are fan works about the two of you in the comment area. The content is unsightly. What do you think? By the way, this person's ID is..."

"Don't worry about anything else, kill him first!"

Jasmine and I spoke at the same time in a tacit understanding.

"Almost,"

While looking at his watch, the man gave us an ok gesture.

"Okay... due to space limitations, this interview is over, see you next time."

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【Jasmine One-Line END+Talk in the future】

Mo stood on a high mountain, her beautiful figure was decorated with a blue dress, and the sleeves of the clothes fluttered with the wind.

Peerless elegance, elegant like a fairy.

Stand like a peony, sit like a peony.

In all the years I've been in the rivers and lakes, I have never seen a more perfect woman than her. The appearance is a beautiful stunner with a thousand charms, but the stubborn and arrogant heart makes people throb.

I stood a few steps away from her, as if there was an invisible barrier with her, and I dared not approach her.

But she suddenly sighed, gently twisted her hair with her slender and slender fingers as if helplessly, and then gave me a slanted look.

"You actually know I'm here?"

"Of course, I know everything about you."

"Hmph, you know everything. You obviously didn't say that when you abandoned me before."

Her face changed, and her eyes became sad and resentful.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've apologized many times, I really deserve death, but you can't give me a chance."

"Stinky man~ Sure enough, all men are liars with smooth words."

Mo put her arms around her chest, pursed her lips with a look of reluctance.

And I clenched my fist and took a step forward.

"Stop losing your temper, Mo, and go back with me."

"I do not want."

With a smile in her eyes, she put her hands behind her back in a mischievous manner.

"No, you want to go back and live with me."

I walked over firmly and grabbed her shoulders.

And Mo trembled all over, and then looked at me coquettishly.

"Not romantic, just like a peasant."

"If I farm, you can weave."

"Okay, then we are not the Cowherd and Weaver Girl."

"Yes."

"But, I'm afraid you're just an emotional liar..."

Mo lowered her head and looked at me with a gloomy and restless expression.

A warm current flashed through my heart.

If you don't care about me, why worry about me lying to her?

So I met Mo's wandering gaze and said seriously:

"Jasmine, I like you the most."

"Ah... hi, why do you like me?"

She tilted her head, looking at me innocently and expectantly.

"I like everything about you, whether it's a hypocritical and troublesome character, or a stubborn temper that causes trouble. Because I know you just want to be loved, right?"

"Um……"

"I also like your upright and sacrificing heart."