Chapter 667
Mu Feng's height is 165, and Qiao has 172. Her height advantage suddenly magnifies her aura several times.
Mu Feng only felt that his eyes were dark, and a scent of grapefruit was pressed against her.
Qiao deliberately leaned over and leaned towards Mu Feng. She saw her eyes opening and rounding, and her eyelashes trembling because of tension. Suddenly feel funny.
Is the fiancee?
I'm really embarrassed.
Until her lower body almost touched Mu Feng's body, and the tips of her nose almost touched each other, Qiao Yi could not stop.
At that moment, Mu Feng heard his heartbeat.
Looking down in this way, this Miss Mu didn't seem to look bad, with a round face. I don't know why, this appearance made Qiao Yi suddenly feel familiar.
"Hush! Miss Mu, don't call in the camera, I just want to be alone with you for a while!"
"you you you……"
The three stammering you exposed Mu Feng’s embarrassment at this time. She was so caught in Joe’s arms that she couldn’t move.
The cold wall behind them also became hot because of the close distance between them.
Qiao's breath sprayed on her face and neck, warmly stirring a pool of spring and water.
Mu Feng felt that he was about to breathe out.
Qiao stretched out his hand and gently pinched her chin, forcing Mu Feng to look at him.
What kind of eyes are that, the slightly squinted eyes are full of anger, but the black and bright pupils are clear and clean. Mu Feng found her own shadow in it, and only her own shadow, she looked so intently and tenderly. Own.
Ghosts and gods...
"You, do you like He Yunting?" She heard herself ask.
Qiao snorted and looked at Mu Feng's eyes softly again.
Does this mean you don’t like it?
Mu Feng's heart moved, like a child who would never give up without asking for the result, eagerly grabbed the hem of Qiao Yi's shirt: "What about He Yuncheng? Do you like it?"
Qiao Yi was asked and laughed directly, "Do you mind if I like others?"
Mu Feng blushed and lowered his head.
She also couldn't figure out why she asked this question.
I'm so confused, I can't figure it out.
"What about you? Do you have someone you like?"
Mu Feng was taken aback by her question, biting his lip as if unspeakable.
"Like He Yunting?" Qiao asked tentatively.
Mu Feng was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head: "In fact, it is not."
Originally thought that Mu Feng would jump her feet to keep her away from He Yunting, but did not expect such an answer.
Qiao Yi’s curiosity was provoked, and everything related to He Yunting was fatal to her.
She eagerly wanted to know the final answer. After a turn of her mind, she suddenly leaned forward and approached Mu Feng again. She covered her ears and gently touched her earlobes with her cheeks, only to feel that the people under her were trembling fiercely. After shaking, she slowly passed into Mu Feng's ears with a voice of breath.
asked bewildered: "What is that?"
There was no one in the hallway of the restaurant, and Joe was half lying on Mu Feng. Thinking of the scene, Mu Feng's heart beats with enthusiasm.
From childhood to adulthood, her parents protected her so well that she has never been in a romantic relationship at this age.
The elder brothers who chased her before, in addition to sending things, they were very polite in front of her, like Qiao Yi's move of overstepping today, she has never tried it in 26 years.
The madness of wanting to break through the existing prison violently stimulated her.
Suddenly she stretched out her hand to hold Qiao Yi’s waist, with a thin red at the end of her eyes, as if she had been bullied, she said diligently:
"Then I tell you, don't tell others."
Qiao glanced at the slender wrist held on her waist for a while, "Okay."
"Because, He Yunting can only marry me, not anyone else."
(End of this chapter)