Chapter 492

Facing an inexplicable female player, it's the first time to see her. She praises others like this. What's soft and powerful, what's bright and bright is not inferior to the sun, ha ha.

I have a look on his face.

Cloud Mo face a sink, stretch out a hand to push to seal a day Xun, cold voice way: "have what good-looking, walked."

Feng Tianxun pressed Yun Mo's hand: "it's impolite to go now."

With this sentence, Feng Tianxun turned his mouth: "I suddenly found that this project can be seen, very good."

Is this project still available? Pretty good?

Yunmo looks at Feng Tianxun's sight and runs after the woman in the game. The air conditioner starts to play. What's impolite? When did Feng Tianxun worry about politeness? If he didn't like it, he would leave immediately. It's not that she hasn't seen it before. Now she says politeness to her.

What's more, I've been chasing the female player all the time.

She has never found this look in Feng Tianxun. No, she has only found it when she is looking at her. Feng Tianxun's eyes only run after her, and now

Yunmo holds his hands and looks at the female player in the field. Now he is running after her. Although he knows it's just a competition, he doesn't follow the athlete there, but he is not happy. Feng Tianxun's eyes can only appear on her. They can't appear on other people's bodies, especially a woman, who is pretty good-looking.

How dare the person she likes to look at other women and fight.

Cloud Mo cold face turned to look at Feng Tianxun, do not want to Feng Tianxun did not look at her, the line of sight is good to spare time also chasing the female athlete, while also gently praise a sentence: "pianruo Jinghong, Wan Ruo Youlong, glory Qiuju, huamaochunsong, good good, really worthy of such praise."

Hey, I like it.

And the word

It's not the words that she used to praise her idol. She dares to steal her words to praise others.

"Pa..." in yunmo's eyes, a perfect three and a half weeks jump on the field was successful, and the surrounding instant applause rang out.

Feng Tianxun applauded and nodded, but he did not forget to say to yunmo: "yunmo, you said that people on the ice are like jade, which is very good. But I think it is more appropriate to change it into people on the ice are like jade, which is unique in the beauty world."

Speaking of this, Feng Tianxun looked at the sliding women's singles players, while talking to yunmo: "it's really a different style, I like it."

Do you like it?

Do you like figure skating?

Yun Mo squints at Feng Tianxun and runs with her naked eyes. Does she like this athlete or figure skating?

Hehe, anger comes from the heart, and evil comes from the side of courage.

As soon as Liu Mei stands up, Yun Mo grabs Feng Tianxun's hand and drags him out: "what are you looking at? I'm gone."

Feng Tianxun sits still, but pulls yunmo back. With his unhappy eyes, Feng Tianxun outlines his mouth slightly, but his face is serious: "Mo'er, you're wrong. I support what you like, and you don't support what I like. I don't forbid you to see and like your idol."

She liked his support and didn't stop her from watching idol

Cloud Mo coagulates to pause for a while, originally already rushed to the anger of the throat suddenly pressed down.

Holding his chest in both hands, he looked up and down at Feng Tianxun deeply. With his undisguised admiration, yunmo dropped his eyelids, and the corners of his mouth suddenly and slowly outlined a smile.

i see.

I thought that he really took a fancy to the female player for no reason. It seems that he didn't take a fancy to her. He was playing tricks on her.

She didn't forget how she said she liked her idol. Today, she waited for a quiet afternoon without disturbing her. She let her communicate with her idol fans. She thought he didn't care about her idol. Now it seems that

I don't care a fart.

Pretend, he gave her hard to pretend.

Yunmo raises the corner of his eyes and looks at the serious Feng Tianxun. A bright smile suddenly appears on his face: "I like it. OK, I'll accompany you. Which female player do you like? When it's over, I'll make it up for you. "

Feng Tianxun

It seems different from what he thought.

Acutely aware of Feng Tianxun slightly stiff, cloud ink curved up the corner of the mouth.

In his smile, Feng Tianxun kept his serious face coldly and nodded: "yes, you..."

"Yes, it can be a fart." Cloud Mo sou lowered his body and intruded in front of Feng Tianxun. His eyes looked at Feng Tianxun's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "don't pretend in front of me, you like it, you like a fart, when I can't see it, do you think you are a movie Emperor or a fool?"

It's not that Feng Tianxun has never seen her like that. The kind of sincere joy hidden deep in the bottom of his eyes is the present kind of open appreciation, which is more fake than his cold face to the contestants who failed in the exchange meeting. I love it.

Feng Tianxun was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyes in amazement. The sharpness of his eyes seemed to see him through, making him invisible in front of her.

Yunmo saw through him.

It's so easy to be seen through by yunmo. Is his performance too bad, or does yunmo already know him so well?

Feng Tianxun looks at yunmo in a daze.

Yunmo sneers at Feng Tianxun's eyes: "why, do you still have to pretend? Still pretend to like this female player to stimulate me? Do you want me to find a mirror for you to look at you now, and see how vulnerable you think your eyes are, which is worse than those 128 line actors. "

Holding the hand of yunmo tightly, Feng Tianxun's eyes are fixed on yunmo's eyes. Looking at the sharp and stubborn inside, his eyes flicker helplessly and sigh: "you rely on me. I only like you."

Forget it, don't worry with yunmo. She likes her idol. He can't make him like others to stimulate yunmo.

Like is like, don't like is don't like, there is no middle point in him.

Yes.

Looking at Feng Tianxun's retrogression, the light in yunmo's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth tilted up, but his mouth was rude: "who else do you want to like? I'm going

After that, he pulled up Feng Tianxun and walked outside.

Feng Tianxun shakes his head, helplessly gets up and is pulled out of the competition hall by yunmo.

Drag Feng Tianxun all the way out of the gymnasium, leave the air-conditioned skating rink, and enter the hot summer baking mode. The cold hair on yunmo's arm is erect, and the sweat on his forehead is about to roll out in an instant.