Shen Ning's reaction is much more natural than his. For her from modern times, shaking hands, hugs and kissing on the cheek are just polite contacts, which do not mean there is any ambiguity.
She was just a little embarrassed.
She coughed gently, then left his arms, lightly picked the eyebrow tip, took another long arrow, put it on the bow, and said with a smile: "this time I shoot myself, if I shoot, I will worship you as a teacher."
Mo Chuan's eyes are firmly fixed on her face, and there is a strange little flame in her eyes.
An inexplicable anger rose from his chest.
How could she be so indifferent!
Was the touch just now purely his illusion?
Between them, nothing happened?
"Oh, I missed it." Shen Ning regretfully shakes her head, puts down the bow, glances at her eyes, and sees that Mo Chuan is still holding her posture just now.
He didn't seem to have reacted to the accident.
Shen Ning touched her nose, her face slightly hot.
She really didn't mean to, this Mo Chuan, won't mistake oneself is taking advantage of him?
By the way, the ancients always took this kind of thing seriously.
"Well, Xiaohei, just now Just now It was an accident. It was just a coincidence. Oh, no, no, it just happened that I turned around. I didn't want to take advantage of you. Hello! Why are you staring at me? You don't want me to be responsible for you, are you? In fact, it's no big deal at all. Isn't your lip accidentally touching my forehead? If you think you've suffered a loss, I'll give it back to you. "
She raised her face and gave him a kiss on the chin.
If he was too high, she could not even touch his forehead on tiptoe, so she had to make do with his chin.
But after the kiss, she realized that he was still wearing a human skin mask, and that what her lips had touched was a dead man's skin. Her face suddenly changed, her throat itched, and she felt sick and retching.
Mo Chuan had not yet recovered from her sudden kiss, and saw her nausea and vomiting. Her face suddenly turned green, then purple, and then black as the bottom of a pot.
His hands clenched his knuckles, and his eyes almost burst into fire, like an enraged lion.
What does she mean!
Is she such a disgrace?
Give him a kiss and she's sick like that? He's not a dirty, dirty thing!
There was such a moment, Mo Chuan had a strong impulse to strangle this woman!
Shen Ning caresses her chest, and suddenly feels a chill on her back. She looks back at Mo Chuan's frightful eyes and her angry eyebrows. She is shocked.
Why does she seem to annoy him? What did she do?
"I, very, dirty?" Mo Chuan tried to control his breathing, word by word forced out of the teeth, with a chill.
"Not dirty, of course." Shen Ning was stunned for a moment, and then he reflected why he was so angry that he became a hairy lion. He chuckled and laughed.
"I, I, I I don't think you are dirty. It's you who wear a human skin mask. I feel sick when I think of the skin of a dead man I just kiss. Maybe it's a piece of skin on my buttocks Oh She laughs and says the word "buttocks". Her stomach churns and almost spits out again.
A warm palm fell on her back and patted her.
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