His careful liver is milky and cute

Chapter 631 Teasing and teasing words 1
This is to dislike their low grades, saying how many of them are poor?

The girl next to her pulled her and advised her not to say such things.

She's good enough, not only to talk, but also to say that she's addicted, and make poor people useless, let them look in the mirror, if they can't give their girlfriends a rich life, what qualifications do they have to chase girls.

"Of course, it may be possible to catch up, but it's not me," she said. "In my opinion, a poor woman with no car and no house, just dreaming of being a rock star, just die poor alone." , don’t harm others.”

Putting the words down, Zhong Ling picked up the bag at hand, got up and was about to leave the box, when suddenly her wrist tightened, and she was grabbed by the young man behind her.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Ling yelled, and turned around in annoyance, just about to continue to sneer, but the whole person froze in place.

The phoenix eyes are half-closed, the smile is half-smile, with a bit of naughtiness, but also reveals an indescribable charm, a face is extremely handsome, and the perfect features are like jade carvings, so she can't help but stare at her. up.

The skin seemed to be broken with a blow, and it was more delicate and fairer than a woman's, which gave Zhong Ling an urge to reach out and touch it.

The remaining rationality made her try to stay calm, and continued to say arrogantly: "What do you want to do? Come from... Where did you come from?"

Just now An Yijun was sleeping crookedly in the corner, and the light in the box was dim, so she didn't notice him at all.

Apart from her, the other girls obviously did the same. Now they were staring at An Yijun without blinking, their eyes almost straightened.

so hot!But it seems that he is not very old. Has he gone to college?Why is his skin so good?Is it powdered?
When the girls were discussing, An Yijun didn't give Zhong Ling a word of explanation, he gently pulled her back to the sofa, poured a glass of wine, held it in front of her, and motioned for her to drink it.

"I said I don't drink, don't think you look like..."

Zhong Ling didn't finish a sentence, but was choked by An Yijun's sudden words, she was stupefied for a long time, her face was flushed with shame, her heart was beating like a drum.

What he said at the time was: "I, An Yijun, am just a poor boy. I have no car, no house, and no money, but now I have a crush on you, and I want you to be my woman. If you agree, I will drink it. "

Amid the booing of the crowd, Zhong Ling seemed to be caught in his deep eyes, knowing that if he hesitated, it would be slapping her in the face, but she was not willing to refuse for a moment, her heartbeat accelerated like this for the first time.

"Disagree?" He raised his eyes and chuckled, "How about... how about we do a test?"

Saying so, he put the wine glass aside, pinched her chin, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and asked in a low voice, seductively: "You said, you are so close, do you want to kiss me more? Or should I kiss me first?" Can't resist kissing you?"

The voice was slightly hoarse and magnetic, like a huge magnetic field pulling Zhong Ling's heartbeat. When she met those phoenix eyes, she was completely captured.

The distance was too close, so close that she could feel his breathing. It was inexplicable. She felt her voice was dry and hoarse, as if possessed, like an iron block being attracted by a magnet. She took the initiative to move closer and kissed his thin lips down.

The soft touch was just touching, Zhong Ling didn't see the flash of disgust in the young man's eyes, and she hurriedly lowered her head shyly.

(End of this chapter)