She hit his desk at the back of her body.

Shen Mo Chen stopped.

Shuimiaomiao thinks he wants it. He frowns and looks at Shen Mochen.

"Lying girls are not cute." Shen Mo Chen meaningful said.

Shuimiaomiao's eyelashes trembled slightly and pursed her lips to resist the sour and uncomfortable feeling in her heart. She casually replied, "if you're not cute, you can't be cute. If you want to be cute, you can adopt a pet rabbit and keep it lovely."

Shen Mo Chen twisted his eyebrows. He could not do anything about her.

Shen Mochen is close to shuimiaomiao.

If you can't reach his mouth, don't let him kiss his face.

Shen Mo Chen is not to kiss her, he from the table hook a red jewelry box, to her in front of.

Shuimiaomiao looks at him.

Shen Mo Chen opens, inside is a with gypsy woman send him similar shape vine ring.

He took her right hand.

Shuimiaomiao thought he was going to wear it for her. She subconsciously took out her hand and put it behind her back. She said willfully, "I don't want to wear it."

"You can't wear anything if you want to wear it or give it to you." Shen Mo Chen helplessly said, glanced at her.

Shuimiaomiao is puzzled.

Shen Mo Chen held her right hand again, put the ring in her palm, and said softly, "this ring is composed of SMM. What does SMM mean? You know, you can help me put it on."

Shuimiaomiao's heart beat fast and his mind was very confused. He bumped and hesitated, holding the ring in his fist.

"Come on." Shen Mo Chen urges a way.

Shuimiaomiao calms down and grabs the ring. His hands are shaking.

Does she want to hold him in the palm of his hand?

No!

He can take the ring off at any time. He has the initiative.

Her destiny is in her own hands.

Shuimiaomiao is about to take back her hand. Shen Mochen seems to see something. He holds her wrist, and the ring finger of his left hand reaches into the ring. After putting it on, he pinches it neatly and the ring is fixed on his ring finger.

Shuimiaomiao is in a trance and looks at the ring on his finger.

That's not what she meant.

She didn't want it on him.

Shen Mo Chen looks at her adorable appearance of stupidity and sprouts up her chin, and her lips fall on her lips.

Shuimiaomiao widens her eyes and looks at Shen Mochen. Because the distance between the two is too close, she feels that she has cockfight eyes and wants to withdraw. Shen Mochen's big palm has already passed through her hair, and has pressed the back of her head to prevent her from shrinking.

His red tongue went into her mouth and rolled up the tip of her little tongue, which was like a vine, and tightened.

"Well." Shuimiaomiao snorted.

His strength is a little heavy, she has a pain in her tongue and frowns.

Shen Mo Chen let go of her, overbearing said: "from now on, your heart can only think of me, know?"

"What about your heart?" Shuimiaomiao asked in reply, looking forward to him with his eyes open. His breath was not steady.

Shen Mo Chen did not answer, bent down, once again kiss her lips, more violent than before, all his breathing into her body, as if to integrate with him.

Shuimiaomiao didn't wait for his answer. He was very lost. The bitterness in his heart spread to his blood like poison. His body was weak and weak. He closed his eyes and slowly relieved his pain.

Seeing that they could not avoid a big fight, Chang keV turned out of the door and helped them close it.

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