Chapter 1260

She couldn't help falling towards Meng Jianzhi next to her. Her action was not fast. No matter how slow people could react.

What's more, those who are now paying full attention to Shi Li almost catch Shi Li and hold him in their arms for the first time.

She was really nervous and looked at her leg: "what's the matter, twisted her foot? How did you twist your foot? "

Why did you suddenly fall down when you were wearing flat slippers and the soft carpet on the ground?

"Well... It's all right..." seeing Meng Jianzhi bow his head, Shi Li quickly pulled his head, "just didn't walk steadily, twisted a little."

"Does it hurt? Shall I prepare some plasters? " Meng Jianzhi asked, "I brought some medicine."

"No... no pain... Jane..." Shi Li stretched out his hand and hooked Meng Jianzhi's arm. In contrast, Meng Jianzhi was really tall.

She just fell into the guy's arms and hung her hand around his neck. Then she looked up slightly to make her red lips more prominent.

With a slight smile in her eyes, "I just suddenly feel... You are very kind to me. Can I know your real name? It seems that your name hasn't been made public yet? "

The collusion of Shi li... Is absolutely effective. At least, even if she doesn't know her real idea, Meng Jianzhi can feel the tantalizing breath that she is blowing up at the moment, and make her heart swing slightly, as if she was oppressed by something.

Then a fire burned from his chest, and then it spread quickly, swept under his body, rolled in his throat, but he could only hum in a low voice.

"I..." the voice was unconscious and a little hoarse: "Meng Jianzhi, my name, Mencius, simplification, more than."

"Huh? Does it have any special meaning? " I just couldn't leave. I was still giggling with his arm and deliberately asking something in my mouth.

"No, it's probably simplifying everything in life." Meng Jianzhi whispered, "simple life."

"Well... My name is Han Xiaoyue." Yuan soft said: "Han Xiaoyue's Han, Han Xiaoyue's small, Han Xiaoyue's month."

Her breath is a little sweet. She has just brushed her teeth, so she can smell the fresh taste of toothpaste and mint in her mouth, as well as the faint sweetness of her own body.

The smell mixed together was called Meng Jianzhi... My men were aware and hugged her waist a little more, but their hands involuntarily placed in the wrong position and a little lower down the waist. When they exerted their hand.

Unexpectedly... There is a soft feeling of sinking in.

His name was Meng Jianzhi. At that time, he felt as if he had been hit by electricity. It was shocking and careful... He suddenly wanted to retract his hand.

But the last finger was still sticky and touched the clothes, and... It was the same as being pulled by something. I couldn't bear to leave. Five fingers were pressed back again.

"Han Xiaoyue." Meng Jianzhi read the name, "Han Xiaoyue..."

Every time I read it, I felt more burning in my heart. It seemed that I wanted to engrave the name directly into the bone marrow.