Chapter 3： Cute baby from heaven (2)

"Get up, early birds get worms, get up quickly, early birds get worms..."

The alarm clock on the phone went off on time.

An Ziqi habitually raised her hand and touched it towards the head of the bed.

But the whole body seemed to be firmly imprisoned by something, so it couldn't move.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and a delicate and **** face appeared in front of him.

The fair and delicate skin can't even detect the pores, like a perfect work of art.

Is she in a dream?

It's nice to dream of such eye-catching benefits.

An Ziqi smirked and couldn't help but touched Mei Nan's face twice.

Well, it feels really good.

Feeling comfortable, his wrist was suddenly severely grasped, and Mei Nan slowly opened his eyes.

"What are you doing?" The beautiful man asked with squinting eyes.

"Oh, kind of arrogant."

An Ziqi pulled away his hand and squeezed his face again.

"Small, in grandma's dream, can you still be bullied by you?"

She pulled Mei Nan's cheek back and forth, tearing the flesh on his cheek into a pie, and then let it go and bounced back to its original shape.

"The flexibility is good. I will give you ninety-nine points, and one more point for fear that you will be proud."

An Ziqi said proudly.

Mei Nan's face was completely gloomy, and An Ziqi kicked off the bed with one kick.

"Uh, why does it hurt so much, An Ziqi, you are too useless, you can be bullied in your dreams."

An Ziqi muttered, and finally felt something was wrong.

In a dream? Why does it hurt so much? Also, how can dreams be so real?

His body was full of bruises.

All of this, I told her plainly that last night they--

"Ah, rascal, go to death."

An Ziqi shyly pulled the quilt around herself, screaming and kicked the beautiful man fiercely.

Xiao Moli raised his hand and quickly grabbed her kicked ankle.

Using both hands at the same time, she threw her aside mercilessly.

Getting up from the bed, he quickly pulled up the sheets and wrapped it around his waist.

"Who told you to count me?"

His tone was cold, and his face was gloomy and cold.

The whole person exudes a powerful and dangerous aura.

An Ziqi's scared body shrank involuntarily.

Bite the scalp and speak.

"I... I count you? I still want to know, why did you show up in my bed?"

At the end, he became a little more justified.

Damn, your face is gloomy, your sister.

She is obviously the one who suffers. Why is he posing like San~zhen~jiu~lie? She should be the one with the most ugly expression.

"You~ on the bed? Open your eyes and see clearly, this is my home, this is my bed."

Xiao Moli's ugly face was almost frozen.

With murderous eyes, I want to cut her a thousand times.

An Ziqi took a closer look, well, this is indeed not her bed.

Huh? Wait, what's the situation?

How could she appear here?

"Stupid woman, don't think that if you crawl on my bed, I will marry you. This inferior method doesn't even use the third-rate starlets who only play **** romantic dramas. Come on, how much money do you want?" Xiao Moli said coldly.

Smelly hooligan, his mouth is really vicious.

An Ziqi has never been a loser, and she blurted out the ironic words.

"This gentleman, you are not a person~min~currency, don't be so cute as you think."