Chapter 370

Men's pace is very steady, often porridge in his arms, almost no wave motion.

And the most important thing is that Chang Cong doesn't know where she is at all. Let her find it by herself. She may have to go around for a long time to get back

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered a thing, a very strange thing.

How did this man find her?

You know, she's seven or eight twists and turns, and she doesn't know where she went in the end. How did this man find her?

This will be the man holding often porridge porridge to go abnormal stability, although no one talks, but the unexpected atmosphere does not appear embarrassed, even some inexplicable harmony.

Often porridge originally some restless heart, but also with the pace of men, gradually stabilized.

Lying on the man's chest, listening to the powerful beating of his heart, Chang Cong only feels that there is even a good feeling of quiet years

"You... How did you find me?"

Chang Cong finally did not hold back and chose to ask me directly.

About feeling is that this will give her the feeling of men, no threat, but some mild accident, so often porridge courage also up.

She is really curious, isn't this man not?

Hearing the voice of Chang Cong, Feng Tingmo bowed his head to face the woman, who was full of confused eyes.

Don't know how of, seal court Mo uncanny of feel, oneself saw the copy of small scallion.

Two figures, one big and one small, coincide inexplicably at this moment.

There is not much resemblance in Mingming's face, but the feeling is inexplicable harmony.

Women are light, holding in their arms and not much weight, but some soft.

Nestled in his own heart, Feng Tingmo even felt that the woman's breath was directly transmitted to his chest through his clothes, which was instantly ironed.

A woman's soft voice drifted into his ears with the wind. Because they were so close to each other, he could kiss Chang Cong's forehead as soon as he lowered his head.

The hair on the temples rubbed against Feng Tingmo's face, which was itchy.

The ears are itchy, and it seems that the heart is itchy

"You think they're as stupid as you are?"

"Er..."

"How can you always be such a nuisance when you talk!"

Chang Cong didn't have a big idea. The man would tell her directly, but it's one thing to think and another to really hear.

Can't help but mercilessly frown, this man is really as boring as ever!

He was angry in his heart, but his action was limited. He could not make any action at all. He simply turned his head and buried the whole person in the man's chest.

He also rubbed hard, with obvious childishness.

But there's nothing wrong with ordinary porridge. Instead, after rubbing, I feel really better. It seems that I've done something big. In fact, it's just rubbing the clothes on the man's chest.

She rubbed her little face red, but the woman obviously enjoyed it. After rubbing for a while, she knew how to stop when it was good.

She didn't want to be thrown on the ground for a while. When she had fun, she buried her head and closed her eyes. Obviously, she didn't want to talk to the man.

After all, this man will not talk to her well, even if he continues to grasp this problem, there will be no result.

She was just so confused that she thought of asking such a stupid question!

I'm not very interested either. I just want to think about it. I'm a little curious. I happen to think the atmosphere is good, so I ask directly.

If she could do it again, she would not do such a stupid thing again.

When Chang Cong had enough of his own nagging, he got up and stopped talking. The atmosphere suddenly quieted down, which made Feng Tingmo feel uncomfortable.

He looked down, only to see the woman's white face, mouth slightly pursed, seems to be unhappy.

Feng Ting Mo frowned. He was a little absorbed. When he recalled what he had just done, he pursed his mouth.

"I asked the gardener."

"Well?"

"I asked the gardener, he said the last place to see you, then there are two intersections, one of which is a dead end, I went to see you, so you can only be on the other road."

"Ah..."

Now it's Chang Cong's turn.

It took her more than ten seconds to digest what she had just done.

"Are you explaining what just happened?"

Chang Cong's eyes were wide open. He looked at Feng Tingmo incredulously, even unconsciously stretched out a hand and grasped Feng Tingmo's front collar tightly.

Notice his chest fold, Feng Ting Mo subconsciously frowned.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Looking along Feng Tingmo's line of sight, Chang Cong found that he was clutching someone else's collar in a mess, and his face was instantly stained with some embarrassment.

Repeatedly apologized, and by the way, smoothed the evil mark that he had just made with his hand, although the action was very perfunctory.

Chang porridge curled his mouth, the man's temperament is still like "turtle hair"

Please smile, obviously want to let the man forget what he just did.

The man is to face of lift open eyes, no longer hold on to this matter.

Chang Cong is relieved. When we get along with this man, we really need to keep up our spirits all the time. Otherwise, if we don't pay attention, we will be ruined by him. OK

When the time comes, it's still her who suffers. Who makes her inferior to others? She thinks of it angrily.

But she didn't find that she didn't care about anything in the past. Beside Feng Tingmo, she was more and more able to show her true and the youngest girl's side

"Well."

The man gently agreed.

"Well? Oh, I see. "

Chang porridge first asked in doubt, obviously her thoughts still stay in the matter of just holding the man's clothes.

But it was immediately reflected what the man was saying.

For a moment, I felt strange.

Originally, the man did not answer, although she felt some hateful, but subconsciously felt that the man's reaction was normal.

But I didn't think that I didn't intend to ask any more. This man took the initiative to explain.

Frowning, what a strange man.

"What's the matter? What else

See often porridge wrinkled every day, Feng Ting Mo even have a kind of impulse to smooth for her.

Just say what you ask.

It seems that if Chang Cong really has anything else to ask, he will answer it as well.

In response, Feng Tingmo was silent for a moment.