Chapter 567

He thought calmly, Joe Mianmian... Maybe he pretended.

When he was about to lock his mobile phone, wechat "Ding" rang.

There are not many people in moyesi's wechat.

When I heard the wechat prompt sound, I started wechat.

Click in to see that there is new information in the group chat.

This wechat group was built by Yan Shaoqing. There are only five people in it.

He, Yan Shaoqing, Gong Zeli, Lu Rao, and Shen rou.

Mo night division usually don't want to see group chat, after all, eight times out of ten, it's Yan Shaoqing alone in the group.

At this moment, I was a little irritable, so I opened it and had a look.

Then I saw that Yan Shaoqing dumped a small video in the group, in which a pair of men and women were having sex.

There's a line on the video: xx18.

Before Mo Yesi can see the specific posture in the small video, Yan Shaoqing jumps out and "withdraws" the small video.

I'm your Yan ye: hand slippery, wrong hair.

At ordinary times, if Mo Yesi sees such a video of Yan Shaoqing, he will be scolded.

But today

He stares at the word "withdraw" in the group chat for a while, hesitates for a few seconds, and then points Yan Shaoqing's head picture to talk to him privately: what's the matter with the video you just sent?

I'm your Yan ye: second brother, don't scold me. I'm really slippery this time. I have withdrawn it.

Moyesi: send me the video you just withdrew.

I'm your yanye:?? Second brother, what are you doing?

Mo Yesi: mind your own business and send it.

I'm your Yan ye: (creepy face) no, second brother. You used to hate me sending these little videos. How have you changed now. Are you really my second brother? Let me listen to the wind up voice.

Mo Ye Si looks at this reply, purses tight lips, wants to rush out of the screen, carrying Yan Shaoqing to beat.

Instead of making a speech, he called Yan Shaoqing directly.

Over there, Yan Shaoqing answered: "second brother?"

"The video will be sent right away."

Mo night division tone dangerous finish saying this sentence, hang up the phone.

I'm your Yan ye: Damn, second brother, it's really you. I've never dreamed that one day you'll ask me for this little video. Second brother, you wait. I'll send you the video right away. By the way, second brother, I have not only small videos here, but also many rare movies. Do you want them?

I'm your Yan ye: if you want, I'll pack it and send it to you.

I'm your Yan ye: absolutely classic, it's out of print now. There are many moves in it. I'm sure you've seen them.

Across the screen, Mo Yesi can imagine how obscene Yan Shaoqing's expression was when he typed these words.

Of course, he knew what Yan Shaoqing was talking about.

Before, Yan Shaoqing had sent it to him. He didn't even click it, so he deleted it directly.

The pictures of XX men and women will make him feel sick.

When it's a little worse, he's even nauseous enough to spit out.

Especially women's luoti, in his eyes is very disgusting.

The only thing that won't make him feel disgusted and repulsive is Joe Mianmian.

That night, she was dressed in a red skirt, soaked in the bathtub filled with water, and her skirt was all wet, clinging to her attractive body curve.

That scene, I still remember, his body will be instantly hot.

Mo Ye Si instinctively wants to refuse.