"Uh... what are you doing... uh..." Luo Xiaoyan, who was suddenly attacked, tried hard to push him away. Luo Xiaoyan, who usually felt that he was very strong, seemed to have been drained of all his strength at this moment.

, you can't escape Mo Jingfeng's arms no matter what.

"What are you doing?" Feeling that the person in his arms was already snuggling up softly and bonelessly in his arms, Mo Jingfeng ended the kiss. Looking at the faint blush on Luo Xiaoyan's face, he couldn't help but peck at something.

After taking a sip, he said, "Of course I'm eating candy, um, it's very sweet." At the end, he pressed his moist lower lip.

Luo Xiaoyan, who was blushing, stepped on Mo Jingfeng hard and said angrily: "If you want to eat candy, you won't buy a can. I keep kissing you. What's so good about kissing!!"

"The feeling cannot be expressed in one sentence." Mo Jingfeng didn't care about being stepped on by her. After all, he had changed many shoes in the past few days, and he didn't care about this pair.

As he said this, he stretched out his hand to taste it again. When Luo Xiaoyan saw this posture, what the hell, his tone immediately changed. He swallowed and said with a smile: "Mo, Mo Jingfeng, your brother's birthday party is about to start.

, you, your brother, it’s a shame that you’re late.”

Hearing this, Mo Jingfeng stopped and said, "That's right, Jingchen, we haven't seen you for a long time." After saying that, he took out the clothes he wanted to change from the closet and started changing in front of the dressing mirror.

Seeing the wolf's claws lowered, Luo Xiaoyan felt relieved. He looked at Mo Jingfeng, who was taking pictures in front of and behind the dressing mirror, and then began to move small steps, preparing to sneak in secretly and quietly.

go out.

"Kitten, put on this." Mo Jingfeng, who was changing clothes on the side, was obviously still paying attention to the situation on Luo Xiaoyan's side. Seeing her small body moving constantly, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl into a three-point arc.

He took a prepared dress from the closet and threw it to her.

"Ugh..." Luo Xiaoyan reached out helplessly to catch it. Looking at the fine dress in his hand, he no longer had the longing look in his eyes. He kept wailing in his heart, why was his life so miserable, and how could he mistakenly recognize a good person?
Chapter completed!