Will someone really be watching her all the time?
Suddenly one day, she was afraid of herself.
"Of course it's true."
Mo'an even doubted his words, which made Feng Yi a little angry and squeezed her small nose heavily.
"It hurts!"
Mo'an shrunk his neck with pain and slapped his hand away impolitely.
"Remember later, what I said must count. Don't question my words!"
Feng Yi's clapped hand was then raised, pinched her chin and forced her to look at him.
This sentence, Feng Yi's tone deliberately heavier, stressed that she must remember.
"... I remember."
Looking at his serious look, mo'an's eyes moved slightly, pursed her mouth and nodded coyly.
The heart beat so fast that it was about to jump out of the chest.
Feng Yi looked at her coquettish little appearance, and her heart was restless again.
Tofu was right in front of him. Based on the principle of not eating white, he leaned over and pecked her on the lip.
"Brother Yi!"
Mo'an's melon seed face turned red in an instant. He stared at him and quickly took back his sight.
No one is like this. It's too hooligan.
"What do you want me to do?"
Seeing that she was not amused, Feng Yi became more and more amused.
"Coyote, big Coyote!"
Embarrassed, mo'an glared at him again and raised his feet to leave.
"Where are you going?"
Feng Yi stopped her as soon as he stretched out his hand, and brought it into his arms.
"Make up, didn't you say I was red?"
His back suddenly hit his thick chest. Although he couldn't see her face, mo'an still lowered his head with shame.
It feels different now.
In the past, although they were close, she could pretend she didn't understand.
But now that you kiss and kiss, it feels ambiguous.
"I'll fix it for you."
Feng Yi bent over and picked her up.
"Ah..."
Unexpectedly, mo'an was so frightened that he screamed and put his arms around his neck.
Feng Yi looked at her, and the smile on the tip of his eyebrows and corners of his eyes became stronger.
He held her directly to the dresser and sat down. He picked up a lipstick on the table and said, "is this it?"
"No, it's this one."
Mo'an shook her head and picked up another pink lipstick.
The one he took was only bright red. She didn't use it at all.
The color is too gorgeous. She is still young. She feels too mature after painting.
Mo'an's face is still hot. She needs to apply lipstick when she opens it.
"Wait a minute."
Feng Yi suddenly gave a cold drink, which made Mo an's hands shake.
Mo'an sat on the table, Feng Yi took the lipstick from her hand with his right hand, raised her chin with his left hand, and focused on painting lipstick for her.
“……”
Mo'an's lips are slightly open, like Jiao and shame, allowing him to put on makeup.
Feng Yi looked at her clever and supple appearance, and her mind began to fluctuate again.
Her lips were slightly swollen after he had just ravaged them. After applying pink lipstick, they looked pink.
Feng Yi coagulated her lips. When he saw her shy lips, he kissed her again.
'Bo ~' an ambiguous sound sounded in the room in an instant.
"Brother Yi, lipstick is poisonous. Don't eat it all the time."
Mo'an was shrunk again by Baji's small shoulder and pushed him foolishly.
Why are you such a hooligan.
"If it's poisonous, don't apply it."
Feng Yi said he was going to take out a paper towel and wipe off her lipstick.
Anyway, it's nice not to wear lipstick, so you don't have to look so beautiful for other men.
"Brother Yi, don't make trouble. I'll accompany the bride."
Mo'an jumped off the dresser and ran away.