Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

This monster

Evening star looked away, "I'm hot, can't I?"

Mo Zhiyan sneered, feeling very happy.

neuropathy.

Evening star rolled a white eye, snatched the medicine back, carefully painted it for him, clapped his hands, "done, that's it first, we can go back to each home, each paralysis each bed."

Mo insisted on grabbing her collar and said with a smile, "Ning Wanxing, have you forgotten something?"

"Ah? What's the matter? "

"Good." Mo insisted on biting his teeth, "you really forgot the things that the young master had been waiting outside the Ye family!"

The late star suddenly woke up.

Miserable, miserable, she really forgot this.

Master Mo raised his hand and rubbed Wanxing's hair. "You are the first woman who dares to let me wait so long! Smelly girl, you are very kind. "

Wanxing's head swayed back and forth, struggling, "I didn't mean to. You didn't see the situation just now. Besides, I don't have your contact information. I can't even say I want to call you. Mo insists that you let go, my hair will be wiped out by you!"

Mo insisted, "why, are you suggesting that I exchange my mobile phone number? I'll allow you to save my personal number if you want to

"I'm not, narcissist."

"Take out your cell phone."

"What for?"

"Take it out if you want!"

Ning Wanxing takes a look at him and takes out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Mo insisted on the thumb quickly lost a row of numbers, to his own dial in the past, to her arms a throw, "mobile phone number to you, next time I see you can find any reason."

"Next time?"

How many times does this guy expect me to treat him to dinner?

At this time, behind suddenly came a surprise voice, "ink less."

Looking around, she is a girl with sexy clothes and delicate makeup.

With a chanel bag on her back and red high-heeled shoes on her feet, she strode toward this side. "Is it really you? How can you be here? Is it because I'm not feeling well? "

Mo insisted that he put his hands in his pocket, raised his eyelids, looked at her and said, "something's wrong."

The girl nodded, as if she couldn't see the evening star in the whole process. She didn't dare to touch Mo Zhiyan directly, but gently tugged his sleeve, "tomorrow's game, you must come, oh, at seven o'clock in the evening, in 2012 bar. Everyone is here. "

Mo insisted on yawning, "it depends. Is there anything else?"

The girl stroked her hair, "I'll be there tomorrow, I'll wait for you... Then, I'll go first."

Evening star looked at the beauty's back, "this is mo Dashao's new girlfriend?"

Mo insisted that he didn't answer her question. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "do you want to go tomorrow?"