Often gruel is very green and astringent. I don't know anything. I hesitated for so long before I finally determined my mind.

But our president Feng is not the same. After he has determined his mind, his attitude towards changcong is quietly changing.

Quietly slowly invade the life of Chang Cong, imprison her in their own side, let her slowly adapt to their own existence.

Obviously, our president Feng understands the character of Chang Cong. If he is only pressed blindly, Chang Cong will no doubt resist him more and more.

Then he lost the care he had at the beginning.

Of course, will Fengting not let off changcong? Nature is impossible.

But I thought it would take some time to make Chang Cong feel better, but I never thought that this little woman's time was faster than he estimated.

According to his character, he won't let go of what he likes. Even if he doesn't want to, Feng Tingmo will force him to keep his gruel at his side, so he can't resist it.

The real fact is that there is not much warmth in the blood.

Such a result is undoubtedly the best.

Often porridge porridge is also like Fengting Mo, this is Fengting mo before the plan is not in vain.

If, in the end, Chang Cong is still not interested in Fengting

I'm afraid things won't come to such a good end. For Feng Tingmo, what he likes has never been possible to escape.

Even people

Of course, Chang Cong knows nothing about some things. She is now in the time of being burned out by anger.

Seeing her approaching Feng Tingmo, she said viciously, regardless of Feng Tingmo's abnormal performance: "since you wake up early in the morning, why don't you speak?"

This is the place that makes my teeth itch.

Of course, in fact, she is really grinding her teeth at the same time.

She hates it!

But if she knew that this man was awake, she would not say so much, if there were none.

It was because he came in and watched Feng Tingmo still in a coma state. He accidentally said what he had in mind.

Now is the real regret.

"Ha ha." But didn't think of, Feng Ting Mo didn't have the slightest embarrassed appearance, instead of deep smile.

Often porridge with angry eyes some confused blink, isn't this man also sick confused?

"What are you laughing at?" Chang Cong, this will be completely in the space of self release, without the slightest fear.

Anyway, after what happened just now, there is not much left of her image, and her face has been lost. What else can we take care of.

So just say what you have.

But I don't know how lovely she is in Feng Tingmo's eyes.

Some people say that if you think a person is handsome, a person has a good character, or a person has any advantages, it doesn't matter, then you can still be saved.

But if you look at a person, no matter what she does, you will feel lovely in your eyes. Sorry, you are hopeless.

Now the common porridge looks like this in Feng Tingmo's eyes.

Whether she is shy or angry, she looks lovely and tight.

Of course, the more important thing is... Feng Tingmo's smile flashed in his eyes. This woman is really more and more unprepared for him.

At the beginning of meeting, this woman was blocked with a wall all over her body. She looked smiling, but actually no one could get close to her.

The whole body has a strong sense of defense, especially when facing Feng Tingmo, he is just like a little hedgehog for fear that he will get close to him.

As early as that time, Feng Tingmo wanted to directly and ruthlessly tear off all the disguises of changcong, so as to reveal the most real of her.

I don't know when, this woman's disguise is really disappearing bit by bit, countless of her begin to show gradually, every time this woman will bring him a new feeling.

It's just like this now. It's like playing a rogue in a broken pot. It's good. It's unlocking a new character.

"Naturally, it's to hear what you think." The corner of the man's mouth rises slightly, how to see all take some evil four breath.

Often gruel gruel just took the initiative to close to the man, two people close at hand, it is convenient for Feng Ting Mo action.

The man leaned forward slightly and said such a word in his ear.

"Boom..." Chang Cong's blood tank was emptied instantly, and I felt that the whole body's blood was about to burn.

This man is just like a stove. As long as he is a little closer, he will feel his body will burn.

Completely out of your control.

"You..." often porridge shaking fingers, pointing to the man, seems to want to say something, but "you" for a long time, Leng is not able to say a word.

To be reasonable, is this man injured too seriously and hurt his head? Otherwise, how can he suddenly change his painting style?

Or was she switched in a short time?

However, there was a fire and they watched. It was impossible to switch. That is to say, the person was still the same person. But she just had a sleep. How could she wake up and feel that the world was mysterious?

In the past, this man was overbearing and unreasonable. He always made her angry, but he couldn't say anything.

Like the clouds in the sky, overlooking the world high, people dare not close.

Now, although this man is still able to make her completely speechless, it just makes Chang Cong feel that there is something different.

It's hard to say that the feeling of the unknown Tao is actually there, which makes Chang Cong feel powerless to adapt.

Always feel that this man, it seems not as before, cold can not be close to, is her illusion?

No one can tell her about this except Chang Cong herself.

Because soon she will know that the change of Feng Tingmo's attitude is only aimed at her.

For others, Feng Tingmo is still cold and inhumane. If you stamp your foot, the capital will still shake three times.

It has to be said that the previous Fengting Mo was enough to attract ordinary porridge.

Now Fengting is not like this. Although it looks cold, it always makes changcong feel gentle and gentle. It's hard to tease changcong.

She really can't stand this kind of temperament, in the Fengting Mo body is the interpretation to the extreme, let often gruel completely can't resist.