Sky-high engagement: Pick up a cute wife and bring it home

Chapter 71 Who is more handsome!

"Smile like that."

She pulled his face to both sides vigorously.

"Mucheng, do you want to die?"

Di Yao didn't move, just looked at her coldly.

Mucheng was so frightened that she threw away her hand, stroked his face again, and sat down on the chair.

"Let's watch the movie seriously."

Her gaze stuck to the screen like glue.

Di Yao looked at the screen, he really didn't know why the man in front of him was so good-looking.

Just like a little boy, without a trace of masculinity.

"Do you like little boys??"

Di Yao asked again unintentionally.

"Little boy??"

Mucheng glanced at her suspiciously.

"Is that the case?"

Di Yao pointed to the male star on the screen.

"That's right, pretty boy, bitch, I really love this kind of thing."

Mucheng nodded heavily. Anyway, the outside world will call him a little boy for this kind of creamy and clean boy.

Di Yao's face turned dark.

Mucheng has been by his side for a long time, and she also knows his character.

Mucheng shifted her body to one side, and continued to lick her tongue, "I think it's like you, smile more, it's the same."

"Are you calling me a little boy again??"

Di Yao smiled, with a smile in his voice.

"Of course not!!"

Although Mucheng saw that he was smiling, she also knew that his smile was also malicious.

How dare she say that he is a jerk, wanting to die?

"Then what do you mean?"

Di Yao looked at her with a half-smile.

"I mean, you are very handsome, and he is not as good as him."

Mu Cheng gritted her teeth and pointed at the movie screen.

Today he seems to be on the fence with this movie star, so so be it for her.

But to be honest, Di Yao is really prettier than him.

"Really??"

When Di Yao heard what she said, although the expression on his face didn't change much, the smile in his eyes became stronger.

"real."

Mucheng was afraid that Di Yao would not believe her, so she nodded heavily.

Di Yao smiled, took a sip of coffee, and continued to look at the screen.

Mucheng breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly looked at the screen.

It's just that this time I won't be so engrossed in watching it. If Di Yao gets convulsed later, it will be terrible.

I don't know what happened today, I have been following this bar.

Why! !

The sky is getting darker and the stars are twinkling outside the window.

Mucheng's emotions also fluctuated with the movie.

A love movie must have a bloody plot. It is joyous at first, then entangled, and finally heartbroken.

So Mucheng was excited at first, then worried, and finally painful.

The movie was over, but Mucheng was still immersed in it, unable to extricate herself for a long time.

Crying carried away.

Di Yao looked at her, and handed over the tissues one by one.

Her tears seemed to be worthless and kept streaming down.

"You've finished reading, why cry?"

Di Yao had a headache.

Saying that women are made of water, you can't keep crying like this.

"But it's touching!"

Mucheng sobbed.

"These are all fakes."

Di Yao consoled.

"But it's touching."

Although it was the same sentence as before, Mucheng spoke with a more emphatic tone.

"No matter how touching it is, it's still fake."

Di Yao stroked his head.

"No matter how fake it is, it's still very touching."

With red eyes, Mu Cheng retorted.

(End of this chapter)