Chapter 53

"From the beginning." Ning Rongrong snorted.

Beautiful eyes stare, which means you dare to object.

"I dare not." Tang Muchen waved his hand and leaned over again, staring at her blue eyes that day.

Ning Rongrong was embarrassed by his straight eyes. He didn't turn his face and said angrily, "what are you looking at?"

Tang Muchen didn't answer, but put his hand on it and gently grasped Ning Rongrong's chin: "of course, it's our little princess. Oh, no, it's arrogant."

Originally, I was very happy to hear Ning Rongrong straightening in front of me. I heard something was wrong behind me.

"Your soul is light." Ning Rongrong bite in advance.

"Well, well, tell me what happened." Tang Muchen's voice was a little gentle.

"Well, let's go out and talk." Ning Rongrong took a look around. Some people were looking at them, showing puzzled eyes.

Tang Muchen was obediently taken out by Ning Rongrong in the posture of holding hands. Of course, many people just saw it.

Ning Rongrong took Tang Muchen to a remote corridor where no one would pass by.

"What the hell happened?" Tang Muchen was very confused

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"Well, maybe my father wants me not to stay here and study. Let's go to a far place called Shrek college."

"Ah, why."

"It seems to say that there are some people over there who are very good at teaching students."

"Well, Ning Rongrong's character has changed a lot under his subtle influence. It's reasonable to say that he shouldn't go to Shrek. A very powerful teacher, is it Yu Xiaogang?"

"But I don't think the time is right." Tang Muchen thought to himself.

"It seems that the world must be different from the original. The butterfly effect brought by my little butterfly is extraordinary."

Not to mention Tang Muchen, let's focus on the pretty and lovely Ning Rongrong, see what Tang Muchen is looking at, and see a pig arch cabbage.

Ning Rongrong, whose eyes were red, suddenly said, "but, but I don't want to leave."

The voice was a little light, so Tang Muchen didn't hear it.

"What are you talking about?"

Ning Rongrong's face suddenly exploded and turned red, but he turned his back and looked at Tang Muchen with wide eyes.

The blue eyes of Tianshui are facing the dark eyes.

Eyes to eyes.

"I don't want to leave Tiandou. It can also be said that I don't want to leave you. "

Boldly and firmly said this sentence.

Tang Muchen was completely surprised by Ning Rongrong's bold remarks.

You know, Ning Rongrong has never said these words to himself.

She is different from the original. She doesn't need to cover up her inner truth with charming. In fact, she is still like that type of neighbor.

Facing Tang Muchen, now is her choice.

Tang Muchen naturally can't dodge. It's a man who has to face off.

Therefore, Tang Muchen didn't move his eyes and stared at these beautiful eyes.

Ning Rongrong's speech was unexpected and reasonable.

Tang Muchen moved the next moment. He was less than three inches close to Ning Rongrong, and the ambiguous atmosphere gradually rose.

He pushed her into the corner until there was a wall behind her.

One hand popped out quietly.

OK, don't get me wrong. Tang Muchen's hand will only go to one place, that is the wall.

His left hand touched the wall and forcibly locked most of the space.

In this way, the space distance between the two people is even smaller.

As I said before, Ning Rongrong's height is about less than one meter six, while Tang Muchen belongs to one meter seventy-five, which is about a head different. Therefore, it seems that he is aggressive.

Slowly between the faces.

"Look up and look at me." A little tough.

Ning Rongrong, who had bowed his head, looked up instinctively.

Dark ink, deep darkness.

This is Tang Muchen's eyes, but at this moment, it may feel, with other meanings, it seems to have fire.

Ning Rongrong was afraid, but when he thought of what he had just said, he didn't know why he suddenly had the courage to burst out from his heart.

Speaking that sentence actually feels half less pressure.

Tang Muchen approached Ning Rongrong when Ning Rongrong began to tremble, his eyes closed and his cheeks ruddy.

Bravo.

Kiss, kiss.

I don't know why Ning Rongrong's heart is cheering.

But the next moment she reacted and kissed not her lips, but her forehead.

"Why?" Ning Rongrong asked with doubt.

"Why, so want me to kiss like this."

Tang Muchen said with some ridicule.

Ning Rongrong blushed. Her courage turned into fly ash and gradually dissipated. She only felt that staying here was a very bad thing. Now she just wanted to escape.

And, and this guy, this soul is light, he knows to tease me and bully me.

Ning Rongrong wants to cry for some reason.

Trembling shoulders, some resistance to Tang Muchen's touch.

"Don't touch me." She protested.

Tang Muchen looked at her like this. There were both rejection and desire. Well, what do you want.

It seems that the time has been delayed a little too long.

Ning Rongrong woke up in the gentle touch of the wind.

"Ah." Ning Rongrong suddenly realized the current shame situation. His eyes were a little flustered. He quickly stretched out his hand and pushed Tang Muchen, trying to escape.

"Hey, I really put my words here today. If you can run away, I'll be your cow."

I was just flirting. Let's see Ning Rongrong's interesting reaction.

But at least, what you do should be right about Ning Rongrong's mind.

He grabbed his hands strongly, folded them on the wall, pushed them forward with both hands, and then locked them tightly with one hand. Naturally, the other hand was unwilling to fall behind. He made a refill gesture to hold Ning Rongrong's chin.

"Why, still want to run."

A demon smile.

Tang Muchen bullied him.

Strong, accurate, hold, suck.

The two lips are connected, and the trembling lips are connected with the hot lips, with a sweet smell.

Of course, kissing is not actually sweet, but the key is always different from who kisses.

In the past six years, Ning Rongrong had a surprisingly high affinity with the guy in front of him. It was no surprise that he was led by the nose at the beginning and finally caught in his hand‘

Really, the soul is light.

Star eyes closed, and the first kiss brought Ning Rongrong a different experience.

The two had already hugged each other unconsciously. Tang Muchen forcibly held Ning Rongrong's waist with one hand holding his upturned hip.