Suddenly she was not very nice.

It didn't move.

Molucci pretended not to see her embarrassment, pick eyebrows, "why not wipe?"

Yan Su pursed her lower lip, took out a wet towel from her pocket and wiped it on his face. With this wipe, molucci's head turned to one side.

"It's hard for me to wipe you when you move like this," complains Yan Su.

"Now you finally understand why I held your face that day," said Maurice, suddenly languidly.

Yan Su was stunned and thought of eating lobster that day. No wonder she thought this picture was so familiar. It turned out that it was just an identity exchange.

But she can't be a woman holding a man's face.

"Don't move yourself," Yan Su said solemnly, "I can't wipe it like this."

"But you are too strong," said Maurice, blinking.

"I don't care about your sister," Yan Su was speechless. It was the first time that someone said that she was powerful. "I obviously wiped it carefully."

"It may be that my strength is too small. When I was born, my strength was sucked away by my sister," said Maurice thoughtfully.

However, he said with a straight smile, his face was pressed by his hands.

Molucci closed his eyes at once. His black eyelashes were as thick and long as two brushes. Yan Su was stunned.

Unconsciously, her palms began to heat.

At this time, suddenly a car also drove up to the grass. A woman in her thirties came down from the co driver's seat. "Wow, this is a beautiful place. Let's barbecue here."

This is a family of three.

Yan Su was in a panic, and quickly took his hand off molucci's face.

At this time, molucci grabbed her wrist and pulled her to his chest.

Yan Su sat on the short chair, caught off guard, and was directly pulled to his chest.

The man's hot and strong chest pressed her small face, and he could feel the ups and downs of his chest and the familiar smell of detergent.

Yan Su was startled. She came back to her senses. Her heart was pounding. She rushed to push him, but she was hugged by molucci. The man's low voice warned in her ear, "don't move. Do you want to be recognized?"

Yan Su was stunned.

At this time, I didn't dare to move, because there were only two of them here before, and they didn't wear masks.

But she can turn around. There's no need to hold her with him.

She looked up at him, seriously suspecting that the guy was trying to take advantage of himself.

After all, this guy has a criminal record.

She regretted it, so she shouldn't have come out alone with him.

But pushing him away at this time will surely attract other people's attention.

"You cooperate with me, we're disgusting to let them go," murucci whispered to her, then suddenly reached for a gentle touch on her hair, raised her voice and said, "baby, are you comfortable?"

Yan Su:

It's a shame that this guy is disgusting in the play.

"Baby, why don't you talk, because someone is shy?" molucci said, coldly glancing at the family, and then as if no one else was around, he put his lips close to Yan Su. "Baby, kiss me twice."

He said his lips toward Yan Su, a hand pressed on the back of her head, not to let her move.

But he did not approach, just from her lips across the distance of a finger, breathing gently blowing in her face, lips.

Yan Su tried hard to hide, but he buckled tightly. Fortunately, he didn't really kiss her, but her face turned red.

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