"So, what's your relationship with the woman outside?"

"And Zhuqing?"

"Your relationship should not be simple?"

Ning Rongrong's question made Tang Muchen's face stiff.

Which pot doesn't open, carry which pot.

Unexpectedly, Ning Rongrong suddenly became smart in front of him.

Good guy, Tang Muchen immediately fell into a terrible question.

Ning Rongrong's face in front of him was delicate, in the age of cardamom, and his skin was delicate and tight, but his big blue eyes were full of distrust.

Suspicious swept his face, as if he had seen something.

Um.

It's not easy to fool.

Tang Muchen thinks that his skill in chasing girls is really high, but he is not good at dealing with this Shura field, otherwise he won't die so miserably.

It's said that someone can easily handle the Shura field (whispering)

"Yes."( Intonation (particle)

Tang Muchen thinks it's better to be honest. After all, cheating is the most painful thing in feelings.

How many feelings have gone away because of deception( Author's emotion (middle)

Tang Muchen has also experienced it in the past, so you can see it.

So cheating in feelings is not advisable.

*The best lie is moderation.

Pondering for a moment, he looked at the girl in front of him decisively, stared into his eyes and said, "I'm in love with the girl outside."

There is nothing wrong with admitting this. If not, it will be a little disadvantageous to the future development.

Hearing this answer, the watery eyes in front of him suddenly lost some brilliance.

Bai Nen's pretty face suddenly lowered, making her expression invisible.

"Well."

The next moment, Ning Rongrong used a slightly relaxed tone.

His little hand slightly grasped the corner of his clothes and slightly pinched the folds at the edge of his clothes.

"You won't leave me."

When I looked again, I was already in tears and wanted to cry.

She grabbed her little hand at the corner of her clothes with some force, accompanied by a slight tremble.

The way she wanted to cry made Tang Muchen, an old bastard, feel a touch of heartache.

No, it should be said that it is very heartache.

After all, she is now her girlfriend.

So, boys, if you can't make your girlfriend sad, don't make her sad.

Because, after she is sad, she will make you sad.

(there may be a love comedy when I'm sad and you have to be sad.)

"Well, well, don't cry, don't cry."

The voice line is slightly lowered, and the tone is still so gentle.

Tang Muchen looked at Ning Rongrong in front of her and couldn't help kissing her. He kissed her hard on her pretty face, leaving a large watermark.

"You go away."

She looked at him with disapproval.

[hum, saliva or something directly paste your face.]

Ning Rongrong doesn't like this.

Because it's a little astringent. No, it should be especially astringent.

And the sticky feeling is not particularly good.

So she immediately Tucao a sentence: "if I make complaints about this, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Yes, yes, a warm welcome."

Tang Muchen immediately closed his eyes, raised his face and looked like Ren Jun picking.

On the contrary, Ning Rongrong dared not, and some angrily patted him a few times.

Tang Muchen's simple operation immediately made Ning Rongrong forget his purpose and threw away his inexplicable worry and discomfort.

"Good."

He rubbed her long hair hard. The pink hair was a little messy.

Until Ning Rongrong looked at him discontentedly, he stopped decisively: "obedience, baby."

All kinds of greasy and crooked words seemed to come out of his mouth without money. For a time, Ning Rongrong was elated, and for a time, a beautiful smile appeared on his face.

With the emergence of all kinds of Sao words, the distance between them is close again.

Ning Rongrong looked at the man in front of him. He was his favorite boy. From a quiet distance, his lips were so thin and moist.

With a suspicious blush on her face, she summoned up her courage and took the initiative to come forward.

Bravo.

There was a suspicious sound in the air.

The whole atmosphere began to ruddy, and there seemed to be a rose around them.

Two beautiful men and women pecked each other together.

They have experienced wet kisses, but today they both have a good heart and don't try wet kisses.

Instead, he kept pecking each other's lips.

Bravo.

Bravo.

For a while, Tang Muchen attacked, and Ning Rongrong was shy.

Or Ning Rongrong abandoned shyness and pecked his lips actively.

After a while, both of them were panting, with a very suspicious blush on their mouths, especially Ning Rongrong. The whole small face was no different from the red apple.

"How's it going?"

He held her soft and delicate body, and his heart was full of satisfaction. He said with some ridicule.

"Great."

Her face was flushed, but her smile was satisfied.

Leaning in his arms, he was full of happiness.

"Can you introduce her to me?"

Ning Rongrong stopped for a while and began to ask questions again.

Tang Muchen is a little helpless. If he doesn't say it, it's estimated that the little girl will ask.

So he cleared his throat and decided to talk to her well, so as not to let her continue to think.

Meng Meng Da can be lovely. Ning Rongrong of love is better as it is. It doesn't taste like that when he becomes a little vinegar, although he will be very excited.

"She and I haven't known each other for two months."

Just after hearing the first sentence, Ning Rongrong frowned.

He listened with patience.

Tang Muchen's introduction to Gu Yuena still said something that she could know, and thought a little: "but I fit her best."

"Moreover, the improvement rate of our cultivation together is 150% of that of a single person."

"I'll get familiar with it as soon as I come and go."

"Her strength is no less than me. We passed the enrollment teacher of wusoul college together."

……

Anyway, I talked about her good places and I had no way to practice together at the beginning. It was too fast to sleep together.

Tang Muchen has no choice but to pass it on.

Although it's bad to cheat, it's true.

A soul master will be moved to improve so much efficiency.

As long as you look at Ning Rongrong's clear expression in front of you now.

"Well, no wonder."

She nodded, but her face did not ease.

Before she sent out her soul, she asked: so you fell in love with each other for a long time?

Tang Muchen preempted: "I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Sincere expression.

Therefore, you can also play a bit of caution when falling in love. If you pretend to be poor, you will get unexpected gains.

This blocked Ning Rongrong's way of blaming.

Looking at her helpless expression, she just said: then I want to have a good talk with her.

"Of course not."

Tang Muchen patted his chest to guarantee.