Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

The next day, early in the morning.

The sun is dazzling

Ning Wanxing woke up and sat up straight.

She looked around in a daze.

It's... It's my own apartment. That's right.

Evening star bit his lower lip, filtering out what happened last night.

The picture suddenly stops on the kiss.

She was at the door of her apartment last night and was forced to kiss by Mo Zhiyan!

"Ha, ha..." Ning Wanxing laughed twice, self brainwashing, "this must be a dream."

Can turn to see, a strange boy coat was thrown on the sofa.

Why are there boys' coats in my apartment?

What a familiar coat

Shit, don't you look familiar? Last night, Mo insisted on wearing it!!

It's not a dream.

Mo insisted that he had really come, and that kiss was also true!

Oh, my God!

Ning Wanxing raises his head and roars, jumping directly from the bed.

Casually washed gargle twice, grabbed the coat that Mo insisted on speech and rushed out of the house.

While walking out of the community, he called his friend, "hello? Sheng Xia, do you know where Mo Zhiyan is? "

Ji shengxia didn't wake up yet, he said vaguely, "this Saturday, he must be playing at home. Evening star, you'd better not go there. That young master, who used to hate women most. But since you went abroad two years ago, his temperament has suddenly changed. The women around him are like changing clothes. Almost every week, he has to form a game. Every time, the women around him are different. "

Ning Wanxing pursed her lips and said, "at home? The Mohist villa

"It should be ~"

"I see. Go on sleeping." After hanging up the phone, Ning Wanxing stopped a taxi and said, "go to imperial manor, quick!"

Imperial manor, this place is the representative of power and money.

The driver didn't dare to neglect and rushed out with one accelerator.

Mohist villa.

There are all kinds of rock music in such a big villa, which is deafening.

All kinds of men and women with wine glasses shuttle among them, all of them focus on a dazzling youth.

The boy leaned on the sofa, arms open, landing outside the window is a huge swimming pool.

He was holding a goblet in one hand, and his aura was compelling.

Mo insisted on closing his eyes and leaning on the sofa, his chin raised a beautiful line.

As soon as you close your eyes, the red and swollen lips of Ning Wanxing appear in front of you.

It is an illusory picture, but it seems to tempt him.

I can't get rid of it.

He's crazy.

Mo insisted on opening his eyes and drinking wine.

A girl in a miniskirt came up and said, "Mo Shao, how can you drink alone?"

The pungent perfume lingers below the alar.

Mo insisted on saying nothing.

"Mo Shao..." the girl stared at Mo's angular side face and swallowed her saliva.

All the way down to his hand holding goblet.

Oh, even the hands are so beautiful, the backbone is clear.

The short skirt girl's hand unconsciously probes into Mo Zhiyan's hand.

Who knows fingertip just touched in the past, Mo insisted on immediately sitting straight body, goblet to a throw on the table, not angry stare at her, "want to die?"

He hates women touching him.

Short skirt girl was very aggrieved, "I'm your girlfriend, what's the relationship between touching you..."

Where are there any friends and girlfriends who can't hold a hand together?

Mo insisted that his hands and arms were back again, and his legs were straight on the coffee table. He was just sitting in the big man's posture, squinting at her and saying, "what's your name?"

Short skirt girl dry smile two, "Mo little, you don't joke, I'm Yiyi."

I've known her for a week, but I still don't know her name? Are you kidding me?!