Endless Pampering Only For You

Ye Sijue's mouth froze.

Seeing her eyes moving all the time, how do you feel guilty? This is okay?

"Don't you say it?" He said coldly.

Mo Xiaomeng paused.

She glared at him a little angrily. "What the **** do you want me to say? You are very domineering, you know? I have nothing to do with you, just a few days of understanding, why do you do this to me?"

Ye Sijue's eyes were heavy, "Keep talking."

She used to be in such a good atmosphere with him in the room, but now she seems to have a deep grudge against him.

Mo Xiaomeng thought for a while.

That's right, he doesn't have any special relationship with her. He is like this ... playing with her, why she should bear it silently, should break through him, and then scold him for a break.

Mo Xiaomeng took a deep breath and yelled at him with his hands on his hips, "You obviously like Xiao, why do you still want to do those intimate things to me? Do you treat me as a very casual girl? I tell You, I'm not! I don't like to play this kind of game, so I'll make it clear to you, okay? "

Spread it out like this, he let her go?

As soon as Ye Sijue's thoughts turned, he understood what was going on.

No wonder.

From the moment he went to the living room, she felt that she looked at him strangely, as if angry, and thought she was shy, and it seemed that his instinct was right.

He bluntly said, "Are you outside the study and overheard what I said to my mother?"

Mo Xiaomeng hugged his hands around his chest, admitting directly, "how about that?"

Ye Sijue hooked his lips, and walked closer to her, "Why don't you overhear? You just have to leave halfway to hear this messy thought."

What, what is a messy idea.

Mo Xiaomeng looked at him, and found that his eyes seemed to have changed, not just as fierce as before, but a little pleasant smile.

What is his reaction?

Mo Xiaomeng suddenly didn't understand him.

When she revealed that he likes small things, why should he laugh?

Looking into her eyes, Ye Sijue seemed to see through her current thoughts, and said helplessly, "If you hear it, you should know that my little words are like my mother said, not me. If you hear what I say later, you know that I don't like Xiao Xiao as you think. "

"Not the kind of like I think? That's ... you still like little little." Mo Xiaomeng said.

Ye Sijue squeezed his eyebrows with a headache, "Why do you girls like to pick words so much? Do you think I said I don't like Xiao Xiao? I have known her since childhood and have a good friendship, just like that of friends, Is this all right? "

In his world, there are not many friends. Yin Shaojiu Mu Xiaoxiao and others are a few. So he cherishes these friends. Is there any problem with this?

Mo Xiaomeng murmured and said, "So ... you really don't like Xiao? It's the kind of love between men and women."

"No," replied Ye Sijue.

Mo Xiaomeng looked at his eyes, his brain was a little messy, but he could see seriously from his eyes, so he believed a little.

Some stuffy hearts seemed to relax a lot before.

Ye Sijue lowered his lip, stretched out his hand, and held her cheek with a big palm. His handsome face was close, and a warm male breath was sprayed on her face.