Her thoughts had always been so simple and direct. She was fascinated by the beautiful scenery, until she fell into a warm embrace that exuded the faint scent of cologne, and was greatly shocked.
I want to avoid it, but I can't.
I had no choice but to stammer and ask: "You, you... why are you so close? Can you... let me go?"
The faint fragrance, and the fiery breath exuding from his body.
Qian'er has never been like this in all her life, let alone been so close to any man.[
There were two blushes on her pale face, and her heart began to beat erratically. Fortunately, Narino Retsu left her, otherwise, she would really doubt that she would faint.
However, Narino Lie turned her body over and held her shoulders. He was surprised that this little guy was so thin. How old was she? Eighteen? Or seventeen? She looked like she was not yet an adult.
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The hair is not filled with the scent of expensive conditioners like other women's. It just exudes a light fresh fragrance of mint shampoo, which is so natural.
He said: "You are not allowed to look outside, you can only look at me. Do you hear me, little one?" After saying that, he felt that he was bored and actually said the most unnutritious sentence in his life.
She looked outside and asked her to take good care of him. Why did he feel uncomfortable in his heart? Why did he feel uncomfortable because he felt left out by her.
She is just an underdeveloped little girl.
Is it possible that he still expects her to be as considerate and coquettish as other women to please him?
Sure enough, Mo Qian'er was startled and stuttered even more: "What are you looking at?"
His lips curved into a seductive arc, and then he said, "Don't you think it's very happy to look at me?"
Well……
After hearing this, Mo Qian'er looked at him really seriously. He was really beautiful. His facial features were as perfect as if they were carved out. His black curly hair always fell lazily on his forehead. When he smiled,
It's casual, but gives people a feeling of heartbeat.
After just staring for a few minutes, Mo Qian'er's heart began to beat again.
He quickly lowered his eyes and stammered: "I'm not... very happy, sir. Why don't we sit down and have a good... meal?"
He didn't like her evading his own questions, frowned nicely, and commanded domineeringly: "Answer me!"
Uh, didn’t you answer that?
If she looked at his beautiful facial features, she would really be unable to eat.
"Uh...what's the answer?"
He said: "Do you like me?"
Cough cough cough...[
Qian'er suddenly choked on her saliva and coughed until her face turned red. After a long time, she weakly lowered her head and replied: "Sir, you are so beautiful. Everyone will like you when they see you."
This was what she was thinking, and she answered very honestly.
Cheng Yelie was satisfied. He bowed his head and gently kissed her smooth and cool forehead. It was just a light touch, but it was enough to make Mo Qian'er panic.
He, he, he... kissed himself?
She took a step back, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and looked at him shyly and panicked, as if he had just eaten her tofu.
Just listen to her say: "First... Sir, please respect yourself and don't take care of your relatives. This is impolite. Men and women are not close to each other, do you understand?" As she spoke, there was no concealed anger in her eyes.