Chapter 240

He lowered his head slightly and did not move again.

A few seconds later, the big hand came out slowly.

He said in a low voice: "no kissing scenes, no borrowing."

Her eyelashes were slightly wet and silent.

His tone softened a little bit, and then he gently kisses her, and says in a low voice, "if you pat me, I'll kiss you."

Mu Beiting slowly let go of her and lit a cigarette. Her eyes were dark.

Su sat up slowly, paralyzed.

He said again, "I've got a double for you. Come over at noon."

Su Xiangwan slightly tooted to rub the lips of flowers, also did not make a sound.

There was a standoff between the two for ten minutes.

When a cigarette was exhausted, he took her into his arms and coaxed her in a low voice: "go back to buy you delicious food in the evening. Good

Su snorted in the evening, determined to be a man of backbone.

He raised his hand slightly, trying to rub away the lipstick for her.

Su's reflexive avoidance.

He frowned, pressed her little head, and whispered, "the mouth is red."

His thumb fell on the corner of her lip and rubbed it hard for her.

Su Xiangwan took a cold breath: "it hurts..."

He laughed in a low voice: "it won't rub off."

"I'm tired of you."

Su Xiangwan pushed him away and tried to get a mirror. He found that he didn't bring it at all.

Mu Beiting pulled up the baffle in the middle of the car. Su put her head forward in the evening. The red color number she painted today is still matte.

It's going to take the whole chin, like a dog.

It's not clean at all.

Su Xiangwan's head poked forward a few minutes, while the driver who pretended to be dead was stiff.

Mu Beiting leaned on the chair and couldn't help lighting a cigarette. His sight fell on her small face, with a faint smile on her eyes.

Su rubbed hard for a while, only to find that there was a living man in front of him.

It happened that the living man had been closed his eyes and kept mumbling.

She frowned and listened.

"Don't look at me if you're not polite Don't listen if you are not polite If you are not polite, don't see or hear... "

Su was angry at night and became angry.

Snap it, put the middle baffle down again.

He chuckled as if in a good mood.

Su Xiangwan gave him a fierce white eye, and the rest of the light swept his fingers with cigarette. His cheek was a little red and he looked away unnaturally.

Mu Beiting's heart is going to melt, inexplicably like to see her make-up delicate, but was tossed into a mess by himself.

Drag a paper towel repeatedly rubbed for a long time, half of the face was almost rubbed off a layer of skin, Su turned to look at him in the evening, and said, "did you drop it?"

Mu Beiting raised eyebrows: "No."

"Asshole!"

Su Xiangwan scolded and continued to rub her cheek.

Mu Beiting's deep voice reminds: "those that can't be rubbed off should be licked."

With that, he put out his tongue and licked it at the corner of her lip.

Su Xiangwan's small face rubbed red and glared at him. He almost cried.

A few seconds later, she turned to get out of the car.

It's better to be seen than to be with him!

Mu Beiting looked at her back and slightly raised the corners of her lips.

I called Shang Wen and asked him to do some directing and production, so as not to make a little thing difficult because of himself.

Su Xiangwan runs into the bathroom with her head down and looks at herself in the mirror with her lips red and swollen. Her tears are about to fall out.

I wiped my face again with a wet tissue, and the wechat of my mobile phone rang again.

I want to be with you. Look at my name. ]

I feel cute: [gun.]

I want to be with you:

you don't know anyone when you put on your clothes in the evening. ]

feel cute: [shut up! ]