"Talk to me."
Behind him was another chatter.
Mo Qingcheng's brows furrowed, "I have nothing to say." ” "If we had really been married for thirty years, would you have the same attitude towards me as I am now?"
seemed to be very tangled thinking.
"Mo Chengcheng really wants to die headlong She struggled to remember how cold, cold, and unkind she was when she first met him.
Why has it become so big now?
What the hell has happened?
Oh, my God.
"How long have we been married at the time, we quarreled all day long, but beating is kissing and scolding is love, I know that you love me to death in your heart, although you say that you only like this face, you kid, you are still quite shy in your heart, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it, I know it."
Mo Chengcheng resisted the urge to complain.
This guy is going to torture her to death.
She's going crazy, okay?
"When I died, I was so depressed that I thought I would never see you again, and I thought, if I live, I must say I like you."
Continue to express the deep affection of the heart.
Mo Chengcheng sat up, and couldn't help but interrupt his fantasy with a loud voice, "You have confessed enough.
No need to continue, old iron" "What is Lao Tie" is a serious rhetorical question, with a little more cute taste.
Mo Chengcheng seized the opportunity and said heavily: "Night God Wing, I love you" “” The atmosphere froze in an instant, and a needle in the air was still on the ground and could not be heard clearly.
Night God Wing's face instantly turned red, and he stammered: "You, you, don't confess." ” Awkwardly turned his face, as if he was nervous and didn't dare to look at Mo Chengcheng.
Seeing the effect, Mo Chengcheng immediately patted him on the shoulder and said, "Sleep." ” "Yes" Night God Wing, who was stunned by her serious confession, nodded softly and lay down on the bed of the city.
Silent City: "" She didn't let him sleep here.
But now that the quiet situation is broken, will this guy be nagging and chattering again?
Thinking so, Mo Chengcheng decided to remain silent and continue to sleep.
The person behind her got closer, lying next to her, still getting closer and closer.
Mo Chengcheng pretended not to know anything.
It turned out to be quiet for less than three minutes this time.
The man who was clinging to her back suddenly blew in her ear, and said in a hoarse voice.
"Jojo, I want to do it" "Don't even think about it."
Cross veins appeared on Mo Chengcheng's forehead.
"Oh."
The person behind seemed to be a little lost and quieted down.
This time it was less than three seconds, and the tone was particularly resentful, "I always feel that what you just said I love you was just perfunctory to me, do you want me not to continue talking?"
Mo Chengcheng turned around, his expression tangled, and he yawned sleepily and begged for mercy, "Big brother, I beg you, let's sleep." ” The white-haired man looked at her sideways, and continued to complain, "How can you understand my feelings that I haven't talked to you for many years, I have something to say to you." ” "Go talk to the wall."
Without looking back, he turned around and continued to sleep.
The person behind him also seemed to be a little unhappy, and expressed his dissatisfaction there, "There are a lot of women and men outside waiting for the deity to give them a look or two and words, you woman who doesn't know how to cherish." ” aa2705221 t1706231537: