Chapter 295

For a long time, Gong Ming night finally let her go.

Looking at her red face, Gong MINGYE poked her cheek helplessly. "After so long, I still can't breathe. I haven't made any progress."

"Well?" Maybe it's because of the lack of oxygen in the brain, an Yimo's reaction is slow.

What do you mean it's been so long? What is no progress at all?

Did she ever kiss him like this before?

At most, when he first returned home, their lips were close to each other.

Searching in my mind for a long time, I didn't find any relevant memory.

Gong MINGYE knew how confused the girl was long ago. I'm afraid she thought her previous kiss was a dream.

Gong Ming night opened his mouth, just about to tell her the truth, his cell phone rang outside.

Gong Ming night suddenly remembered that he had something to do.

He poked the tip of her tiny nose. "I'll do it. You're good."

"Go." She could not wait for him to leave. Gong Ming night was here, and she could hardly breathe.

When Gong Ming goes out at night, an Yimo remembers that he asked him to wash her clothes.

How did she get kissed all the time?

Patting his hot cheek, Ann adjusted for a long time, then went out.

Just go out, eyes subconsciously to his direction.

At this time, Gong MINGYE is sitting on the sofa, holding a mobile phone with her seriously injured hand, speaking some language she can't understand, looking at the computer, with her other hand poking something on the computer.

Seeing his difficult behavior, an Yimo couldn't bear it.

Approach him, grab the phone from his hand and put it in his ear.

Gong Ming night puzzled to see her one eye, instantly understood her meaning.

Continue to talk to the phone, hands typing on the keyboard.

An Yimo sat and watched.

It's a pity that she can't understand what he said. Even the words on the computer are completely incomprehensible to her, like ghost symbols.

Because she couldn't understand, her eyes gradually shifted to his face.

Or his face is good-looking, never tired of seeing.

Gradually, her eyes unconsciously looked at his lips.

Just now, he was kissing her with his mouth.

I can't help but recall his kiss in my mind.

His tongue bit by bit depicts her lips, her mouth is full of his breath

It's like... Kissing is not bad.

I don't know how long I've been thinking about this. She didn't even notice that Gong MINGYE had finished calling.

Gong MINGYE typed on the keyboard for a while to finish.

Then he closed the laptop and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at her in a daze, he couldn't help feeling funny.

How did he not notice before? This girl can be in a daze, as if she can be in a daze for a while at any time.

Gong MINGYE took the cell phone from her hand and put it aside.

An Yimo returned to his mind, still a little dull, "are you busy?"

"Well." He rubbed his eyebrows.

Has been busy with the computer all day, said not tired is false.

"What are you up to, spelling like that?" After an Yimo asked, she thought it was not very good to ask. She added, "I mean, you just had stomach trouble and your hand is injured like this, so don't be so busy. No matter how busy you are when you are well, your health is the capital of revolution. "