Guess, guess a big head!

Bo Si Qing's mouth is really strict. I don't want to say anything. No matter how I ask, I won't say it.

Yun Hua was anxious to ask, and he said directly, "the posthumous will be published only after I am dead. That's what you want to see? Are you looking forward to me... "

"Shut up

Without waiting for him to finish, Yunhua gave him a fierce look.

If you don't say it, don't say it. Why do you say that.

With her own experience and her perception of the victim's feelings for the murderer, she is in awe of some things that science can't explain.

Don't believe it or believe it all. Stay away from it.

If it is not scientific, then she is the most unscientific existence.

"Angry?" Boschin pinched her face.

"No pinching."

As soon as she had finished, he pinched again.

Yun Hua glared at him again, "the face is big, and it will be even bigger if you pinch it again."

"It's called big. It's no bigger than my palm." He said, really put the palm of his hand on her face to compare the size, "I remember a word, slap face, very appropriate."

The dry and warm palms of her hands were pressed against her face.

Yunhua directly reached out and took a bite.

It's a pity that what she bit is the palm of her hand. The palm is flat. If she can't bite, she just scrapes her teeth on his palm

It's more itchy than tickling.

Bo Si Qing's body became stiff in an instant.

Yun Hua didn't bite him. He was upset. He held his hand for a change of angle and bit the back of his hand.

The skin on the back of the hand is relatively soft, and it will be bitten by a bite.

She bit and looked at him triumphantly.

Bo Si Qing couldn't describe his mood and didn't dare to move.

After biting out a tooth mark on the back of his hand, Yun Hua relaxed his mouth with satisfaction. "The slap in the face" refers to my slap, not to your slap

Yun Hua pastes his hands on his palms, palms facing each other and ten fingers clinging to each other.

Her hands and feet are a circle smaller than his, and her fingers are almost one and a half joint shorter than her!

He moved, and his fingers slid open and got into her fingers. He clasped her hand tightly and reached his lips. He gently kisses her fingertips in a low voice: "painting, how long do you have to grow up?"

His lips were warm, and the kiss on her fingertips was wet. After his lips left, the kiss was still wet and cool, so clear that it was almost imprinted on the tip of her heart.

His eyes were fixed on her, almost scalding her with the heat.

Yunhua couldn't help but stop looking and whispered, "it's going to be quick."

Bo Si Qing couldn't help sighing: "I really want you to be 18 years old tomorrow."

"Why?"

"When you're 18, you're an adult and you can get married."

Yun Hua stares at him speechless, "you said that is a foreign country. Women in our country can only get married when they are 20 years old. What's more, people can register for marriage abroad when they are 18 years old. But Mr. Bo, don't forget your identity. You should dare to go abroad to get married... "

Bo Si Qing looked at her, "if I can go abroad to get married, I can't wait for you to be 18."

"What?" Cloud painting didn't understand.

Bo Siqing hooked his lips, and his voice was very low: "the legal age of marriage in the United States is 18 years old, but in some countries, it is 16 years old or even 15 years old, and in some countries, there is no legal age of marriage..."

The heart of cloud painting is about to burst open in an instant. The blood flow is speeding up. From the face to the ear root, and then cleaning the neck, it is all red.

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