The Boss is Very Busy

After completing the task, MuMian was relaxed, and the eyes that looked at Mu Yan became more gentle.

Mu Yan felt inexplicably at a loss for a while.

The other person likes him, and he still likes it for a long time.

That said...

Those confession letters were all written to him? He was just eating his jealousy from start to finish.

Sudden luck fell on him like this.

The snow-white exquisite boy raised his eyes, the curving long eyelashes in the air were alluring and beautiful. When he touched the girl's gentle gaze into the water, his heart could not help but tremble.

Mu Yan thought, since other little girls can secretly like him for so long and are so affectionate, she can't just let down her feelings.

Thinking, the boy's heart began to slowly overflow with joy. He glanced at the corners of the beautifully shaped lips. Although there was no expression on his face, the lowered eyes were clearly excited: "Just... like me so?"

Just after speaking, the cheeks of the young white-skin Shengxue turned red inexplicably.

MuMian didn't understand that he blushed suddenly, but also nodded.

Seeing the other party boldly confess, Mu Yan couldn't help but lift up his long, light white fingers, and slightly bend them to the edge of the thin, thin lips, concealing the arc of the lips that began to rise inexplicably.

"Well, it seems that when I don't know, you must like it and you are tired?"

MuMian:? ?

She did not answer, crossed two question marks inexplicably, and looked at each other suspiciously.

Mu Yan gently bit her blushing lips, leaving a small tooth mark: "Don't worry, you used to like me so much, and I will treat you well in the future."

Treat you well-live up to your likes.

The young man gently narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand to draw the girl close to his arms, held her in his arms forcefully, put his chin on her shoulder, and he blinked his beautiful long dark eyelashes suddenly.

The joy of coming over is a kind of fortunate lost and recovered.

He glanced at the corner of his lower lip and said in a low voice: "Can you say that you like me again?"

MuMian raised her eyebrows and was held in her arms by the man. She blinked her beautiful eyes, half of her face was buried on his shoulder, and her voice sounded dull: "Why?"

Mu Yan's fingertips stiffened, and she covered the girl's waist calmly, rubbing it thinly, her dark and deep eyes were covered by dense long eyelashes: "I want to hear it."

"Just talk about it, okay?"

MuMian hmm, responsive.

"like you."

The teenager's light brown eyes glowed with dazzling light, the color was lustrous and beautiful, and the way was unclearly beautiful. He sniffed the light fragrance from the girl and tightened his eyes.

"Who do you like?"

MuMian: "Mu Yan."

The boy asked: "Which Mu Yan?"

The girl was puzzled, she frowned, "Besides this Mu Yan, is there another one?"

"No." The young man was very stubborn. He explained: "What I asked is that Mu Yan is still acting as an act."

"..."

MuMian: Fuck?

The boy held her waist and watched her not speak, so he stretched out and pulled the corner of her clothes. He tilted his cheek slightly, and his thin, cool lips touched the girl's soft white earlobe.

The boy kissed and said dumbly.

"Have you thought about it? Mu Yan still said in the act."

"..."

After two seconds of silence, MuMian silently recalled this sentence. The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't bear it, she pushed the man away.

"Ask again and cut your tongue."

"..."

The boy dropped his cold and bright eyes, and frowned his delicate eyebrows: "Why cut?"

Then, he looked at the gentle and lovely girl again, and said calmly.

"Actually, I can kiss you."

"..."