Chapter 4757

Jing Yang looks at her silently, for some reason, inexplicable palpitation.

Mu Yueyao looks at him quietly and doesn't speak. For some reason, she thought she had let him go completely and gave up her heart to him. However, when Jingyang reappeared in front of her, her heart still shakes severely.

Those thoughts, which have been festering for a long time, are overflowing in my heart.

Mu Yueyao turned her head and stopped looking at him.

Jing Yang said in silence, "you are hope, I like them, please you?"

Mu Yueyao was severely shocked. She didn't think so at all!

However, the denial was just about to be exported, but she felt that if she denied it, it would make him feel that she was bowing to him.

So many years, her posture has been so humble, but so humble also can not wait for his return!

Then, when what he said is true!

Will he please her?

What is he to please her?!

Mu Yueyao sneered and asked lightly, "can you?"

Jingyang's face is still cold, unchanged.

Mu Yueyao raised her eyes and glanced at him without trace, but her tone was more cool.

"Would you please me? You are a national idol. You are always above me and please me, which is equivalent to condescending and degrading. "

Can he?

"Condescend to your dignity?"

This word, for him, is undoubtedly a great shame!

Who's your honor, who's your price?

In front of her, what respect and price does he have?

Jing Yang takes a deep breath of cool air silently. At last, he spits it out slowly. Suddenly, he walks to her.

He is too tall.

Mu Yueyao even remembered that he was only half taller than her.

Even when she was in middle school, she grew faster than him, and her height was once the same as him.

But in a flash of time, he had grown into a boy of one meter and eighty-two.

Standing in front of her like this, she felt oppressed.

Mu Yueyao suddenly felt suffocated.

What makes her feel even more suffocating is that next second, he suddenly stooped and leaned over, stretched out his hand and gently squeezed her jaw, and Jun face slowly oppressed her.

"Do you like me?"

Jing Yang's breath is like orchid. He used to be indifferent to her, but he heard that she was spoiled.

Long lost tenderness, let her sink into it, how also slow God.

"You..."

She was surprised and questioned, but Jingyang didn't wait for him to question, and she closed her eyes and covered her voice.

All of a sudden, there was no sound.

The crowd glared hard at the two men.

Mu Yueyao retreats slightly, and Jingyang's palm suddenly hugs her back neck. Yueyao can't retreat any more, so he lets his lips roll on her lips.

The hot breath, like magma, flowed into her lips and teeth through the cracks.

She could even smell the taste of the mint he was most used to. It was fresh, like orchid. It was addictive.

Mu Yueyao felt that her whole body was immersed in the swamp and she wanted to struggle, but she couldn't move.

"Woo..."

Later, mu Yueyao reached out and tried to push him. However, Jingyang had expected to do so, and he even hugged her.

Two people, so close to each other.

Muyueyao never thought it would be such a scene!