The President's Love from Cold To Warm!

"It feels good to kiss." Yi Sheng's tongue licked the corner of his lip and said seriously, "it's not like what others say. The taste of kissing is very sweet, but it's true that the body and mind are very happy. There's a swelling in his chest, as if it's a wonderful feeling of crispy and numbness that will explode."

Wen Pingsheng When he heard this, his mind was clear at once.

"Would you like to write another essay about kissing?" She make complaints about it.

"That's a good suggestion." Yi Sheng nodded his head.

“……？？？” Wen Pingsheng, lying trough! Is this man a devil?

Yi Sheng said, "let's do it again."

"What?" Wen Pingsheng didn't understand what he said, but the next second - "um..."

He told her the answer directly by action.

This time, it's better than Wen Pingsheng

Sleeping trough!

She shakes her hand, points into the comment area, and then sees his fans all crazy.

More cute than cute: "it's suffocating. When I saw the male god tweeting, I ran in trembling with excitement, intending to grab a hot comment and let the male god notice me. As a result, I found that the male god was a knife. If you do this again, I'll take it off! "

Ouhuang girl: "Ma Ma asked me why I was crying and playing with my mobile phone. Ah, ah, I treat male gods like first love. Male gods abuse me thousands of times. Male gods scatter dog food and eat them when they cry. T ^ t ~ '

cat loving fish:" every word in this micro blog exudes the sense of seeing that this is the first kiss of a male god. When I think that the male god is 36 years old, this is still the first kiss of a male god All of a sudden, I want to cry and laugh. "

Today, it's a little sweet: "I suddenly feel that my old cabbage has been arched by a pig."

Yingying couldn't sleep: '[smiles] the dog wants to hit people after seeing it.'

‘……’

Wen Pingsheng took a screenshot of this microblog, and then sent it to Yisheng via wechat.

Strawberry jam candy: "I don't allow you to post your feelings on the Internet. Are you sending this...???"

Mr. an: "show love."

"Mr. an" is a note given to him by Wen Pingsheng.

“！！！” Wen Pingsheng.

Show love?

She returned a word without expression.

Strawberry jam candy: "Oh."

Mr. an: "please forward it. Don't let me sing monologue."

Strawberry jam candy

Mr. an: "go! Otherwise, I'll have someone steal your microblog number and forward it for you. "

Strawberry jam candy Oh. "

How do you feel in love with primary school students? It's a little childish.

Wen Pingsheng make complaints about his micro-blog, though he Tucao in his heart.

Shengge: if you are threatened, if you don't forward this microblog, you will not only be stolen, but also be slashed by 100 knives. You know, with his top medical skills, cutting 100 knives at most is only a slight injury... //Yi Sheng: I was going to write an article about the feeling of kissing, to dissect and analyze the feeling of kissing, but Ping Sheng refused to post it on the Internet.

After she forwarded her microblog, the painting style in the comment area was much more lovely and warm than that of Yisheng.

Honey Matcha egg roll: "hahaha, Shengge is so cute. Has Shengge ever thought of a comic book about your daily love?"

I want two lemons: "after seeing the comments above, I suddenly want to see the daily love between Sheng Ge and an Nan Shen! Ah ah ah! The wall crack requires Shengge to open a new work and draw out their daily love life! "

It's the wind and rain that accompanies me: "Sheng Ge and an Nan Shen's sugar are so sweet, they eat sugar hard; and those who support Sheng GE's painting of love, add me one more!"

No soy milk flavor: "ha ha ha ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

‘……’

Wen Pingsheng looked at a group of people in the comment area and strongly said that she was asked to draw her daily life with a man.

Suddenly a little bit of heart.

Then, suddenly, there was a strong impulse to draw the story between her and Yisheng. Then he left the room, ran to the study, turned on the computer and painting equipment, and started to write.

……

Yi Sheng took a bath, changed his clothes, and planned to go to the study to find something.

Pushing open the door of the study, I saw Wen Pingsheng sitting in front of the desk with his brush in his hand and drawing on the electronic Sketchpad quickly.

He was too involved to notice his arrival.

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