Really tie Q, the soft beauty is hugged and coaxed by the monster

Chapter 121 Small town 22: Buying flowers for Mengzi?
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Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xiao Ming glanced sideways at her, "Has Momo Chirp stolen someone?"

When talking, the dog's tail grass shakes, lazy and indulgent.

Piao Piao, "..." She guessed right, but she firmly refused to admit it!

"You think I'm you, sneaking around all day looking at Miss Sister! Your eyes are bad!"

Xiao Ming puffed up his cheeks and spit out the dog's tail grass with a "poof", hooked Piao Piao's neck, and parted the corner of his lips, "I see Miss Sister?"

He is stronger and his arms are heavier.

Piao Piao had no choice but to bend down, stretch her neck and follow his steps.

Xiao Ming hummed, "I said Xiao Piao Piao, how long have we known each other?"

Piao Piao held his wrist, "Two days and two nights plus one early morning."

Xiao Ming said "Oh~" very much, and nodded again and again, "That's it~"

Neuropathy!

Piao Piao rolled her eyes, grabbed his wrist and pushed it outward, "Shut up, you, your neck is about to break!"

Xiao Ming pressed her hard, and Piao Piao tried her best to break her arm.

Too much force so that his feet were unsteady and he staggered and fell to the side.

A hand reached out in front of her and grabbed her waist.

Piao Piao's small face was buried in front of Xie Heng, and the tip of her nose was filled with the faint fragrance of green grass.

Seeing that she was standing still, Xie Heng quickly let go of his hand on her waist.

His cold eyes fell on her neck, Piao Piao's back felt cold, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

When he lowered his head, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something slipping away in the boy's loose coat pocket.

Xie Heng took a step back to distance himself from her.

Pursing his lips, the impatience on his face almost overflowed.

Piao Piao, "..." It's over, I made him angry again.

He hastily expressed his thanks, and hurriedly dragged Xiao Ming away from this place of right and wrong.

On the way to the street, the more Piao Piao thought about it, the more familiar the things in Xie Heng's pocket became.

A pink ball, with two white bars and a small pink strawberry on the exposed side.

This...why is it so like her socks?
Thinking of this, Piao Piao's body trembled!
No way no way? !
The sneaky dead pervert fetish is Xie Heng who hates her?
Is it is it?

It sure is!

So since he likes her, why do he pretend to hate her on the surface.

No way, are you jealous?
Piao Piao's eyes turned dark, she turned her head tremblingly, and met Xie Heng's gaze.

She was probably ill, and she couldn't see clearly anyway. She squinted her eyes, and after looking carefully, she saw two words on his face: Jealous!

Save... I'm going to die.

There was a "thump, boom, boom" in her heart, which made her heart ache.

Seeing that her speed slowed down, Xiao Ming grabbed the back of her head and led her forward, "What are you looking at? It will be dawn soon, and Uncle Wang will close the stall if you are late."

Piao Piao made up her mind, and turned her head as if nothing had happened.

Tilting her head slightly away from the range of Xiao Ming's palm, she tried her best to keep her tone calm, "Yes, is that so? You want to buy flowers?"

"That's right. I saw Li Mengzi just now. It doesn't make sense not to buy a bunch of flowers for her."

Piao Piao nodded, with the original expression, "The taste is quite strong, Xiao Mingming, but don't worry, I support you no matter if it's men, women, women, everyone, or ghosts! Love bravely Come on boy!"

The corner of Xiao Ming's mouth twitched, "What are you thinking! How could I be with a Piao! What's more, she already has three children!"

While talking, the two came to Uncle Wang's booth.

Uncle Wang was chatting with Ning Qinhua. Ning Qinhua had a gossip face, "I have a neighbor in my hometown who married an older sister. After a few years of divorce, she married a younger sister. In a few days, my older sister will be with her father-in-law..."

Piao Piao, "..."

Xiao Ming stood in front of the booth, "Uncle Wang, I'm here to buy flowers!"

Uncle Wang waved his hand, "Take it yourself!"

Xiao Ming combed his five fingers together, and brushed his black hair back, "Pink, yellow, white, and complex color chrysanthemums, Mr. Wang, your chrysanthemums are quite complete?"

　I am a serious author (serious face)...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)