Chapter 747： Will you die for me?

When he was slightly startled, Qian Miao suddenly reached out to grab the ball in his hand.

He regained consciousness in a second, and instinctively lifted the ball higher to prevent her from touching it.

This kind of game, no matter what age you play, you won’t get tired of it.

He lifted up, and she jumped up, she looked up at the ball, but he was looking down at her.

After this time, Qianmiao suddenly felt a soft touch on her lips, and soon the touch was very shallow. Only a second later, when her heels landed, the touch disappeared on her lips. .

However, it gradually became clear in her mind!

She analyzed her behavior just now, and then froze.

She slowly moved her eyes down, looking at him who was equally shocked.

Feng Xian's thin lips moved slightly, and his eyes were staring at her.

Boom!

The basketball fell from his palm and slipped out of the court lonely, and Samoyed ran out with him.

Qian Miao blinked and bit her lower lip lightly. The slight pain reminded her that she was not dreaming.

She just... "actively" kissed Fengxian's lips again.

The last time, after drinking, on Christmas Eve.

She suddenly felt a little numb in her legs and feet, and looked at him blankly.

Suddenly, Feng Xian raised her lips slowly, her eyes were gentle, and she broke the silence first: "Mind if you have one more boyfriend in your life?"

Qian Mian did not avoid his gaze, but met his gaze, with a slight dumb voice in his voice: "Will you die for me?"

Feng Xian's eyes shook slightly, and she was speechless for a while.

The first time he heard this question, he felt that she was rejecting him.

Hearing this question again, he had a new feeling.

It seems desperate, but hopeful, can be joyful, but melancholy.

In her gaze, he truthfully said: "I don't know."

"Then mind."

My answer depends on you.

She retracted her gaze, looked away, and said, "So sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

She put her hands in her pockets and walked out without a word.

Feng Can, who had been observing somewhere, hurriedly pulled Samoyed to hide, and then watched Qian Miao walk out without following his brother behind him.

He scratched his head, doubting life.

Turning to look at Samoyed, and then at the man still on the court, he couldn't figure it out: "No, didn't you kiss you just now? Why is it like being awkward now?"

Samoyed tilted his head and his eyes widened: "???"

"Is it because Sister Miao dislikes my brother and doesn't take the initiative? Isn't it? Victory, my sister Miao kissed my brother just now, did he not hug her? Tsk, it must be so!"

Feng Can looked at the photos on the phone, what a romantic moment, what a pity.

"I don't know what my brother is thinking."

Feng Xian's mind was entangled with that question, and he became more and more bored.

I was about to continue playing, thinking about this problem, when my phone rang suddenly.

Misty: Come back and open the door.

Coming.

He dropped the ball casually, picked up his jacket and walked outside the stadium.

Back in his own small building, he saw that the lights were on on the first floor and the door was open.

At this time, I remembered that the door was actually not locked.

So, she just wanted him to come back.

Walked in and closed the door, then glanced at Qianmen's door, and after a while, he went upstairs.

Although it was winter, I was sweating after playing for more than two hours, and I had to wash it.

He habitually picked up his toothbrush, and just squeezed out the toothpaste, suddenly a scene of Qianmiao's kiss flashed before him.

The man in the mirror had his neck and ear tips dyed the same red.

Then, the smile was bright.

The next second, the toothbrush was put down.

When taking a bath, I also deliberately avoided my lips.

(Update on the 25th is over, good night.)