Chapter 772

The air seemed to solidify.

In the room, only the sound of the military news presenter on TV, and there was no sound.

The two people sitting on the sofa looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. They didn't take back their sight for a long time.

An invisible murderous spirit and crisis are spreading, even the host's voice is unconsciously small down.

In the end, Yan Tianxing said coldly, "Mo shangyun --"

"is my nickname OK?"

Mo shangyun interrupted Yan Tianxing's words in time, and with a very sincere expression, he raised the question of "simplicity" and "expectation" to Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing:

Taking advantage of Yan Tianxing speechless moment, Mo shangyun wants to take back the mobile phone.

As a result, Yan Tianxing took a step to avoid it and let Mo shangyun pounce on him.

"Come here."

Yan Tianxing did not break out and pointed to the empty position around him.

"Not good?"

Mo Shang Yun asked with a smile, but he didn't mean to be afraid of him.

Yan Tianxing gave her a threatening look.

Shrugging his shoulders, Mo shangyun rose from kindness and sat down in the empty position beside Yan Tianxing.

"What can I do for you?"

Leaning on the back of the sofa, Mo shangyun cocked up his legs, a pair of "you can say it, anyway, I have the foundation" of the lack of pumping appearance.

"Correct your aesthetics."

She said so, but Yan Tianxing took the towel from her shoulder and put it on her hair to help her wipe her wet hair.

This action is not very gentle, and there is even the suspicion of deliberate revenge. After wiping from the head to the face, the towel smeared his face and his eyes could not be opened.

"I'll do it myself."

However, Mo shangyun can only stop him.

She pulled the towel over her head, revealing her delicate and beautiful face, which was slightly pink.

"Unlock."

Yan Tianxing threw her mobile phone, with some command tone in his words, which could not be denied.

Being bullied by Mo shangyun, he stares at Yan Tianxing with dark and bright eyes. Then, under the gaze of Yan Tianxing, he presents his finger to unlock the mobile phone screen.

However, the action is honest, but his mouth is unwilling to mutter, "once the identity is changed, the treatment will be very different. Comrade Xiaoyan, your married life is very worrying."

Yan Tianxing was so angry that she almost laughed.

"Comrade Xiao Yan?"

Yan Tianxing asked leisurely, his eyes and eyebrows stained with a little smile, but on the beautiful face of the evil spirit, it was inexplicably frightening.

“……” Mo Shang Yun was silent. He wrung his eyebrows and thought for a moment. Finally, he asked, "or, Xiao Xing?"

Yan Tianxing put his palm on Mo shangyun's head with a towel in the middle, but he could give people a sense of oppression with just a touch.

Mo shangyun slightly tilted his head and wanted to know what kind of trick he was playing, but Yan Tianxing suddenly leaned over, his forehead gently against her, and his fingers gently brushed her hairline, brushing the half dry hair away.

Leng Bu Ding is so close, Mo shangyun subconsciously wants to lean back, but the back is already the back of the sofa. Naturally, she doesn't succeed.

The two men looked at each other.

"Ink?"

Yan Tianxing gently called out these two words, and the tone of the last word rose slightly, with the smell of enchantment and charm. His voice was mellow and sexy, and it was invisible and extremely provocative.

However, this name --

Mo shangyun was so crisp that he shivered all over.

It's bad.

“……” Weidun, Mo shangyun will be joking back at will, she seriously stare at Yan Tianxing's eyes, word by word to admit that they are wrong, "Yan ye, I am wrong."

"Well?" With his nasal voice rising, Yan Tianxing moved away a certain distance, raised his eyelids and asked lazily, "what's wrong?"

"Well," Mo shangyun thought carefully, but his eyes inadvertently glanced over Yan Tianxing's bathrobe collar. He faintly saw Yan Tianxing's collarbone without hook. He suddenly asked, "do you want to sleep together at night?"

“……”

Yan Tianxing's hand on her head was stiff.

"Ha

Seeing Yan Tianxing's stiff expression, Mo shangyun burst into laughter.

Then, at a speed that Yan Tianxing could not react to, he raised his hand and attacked Yan Tianxing's collar. Just as his finger touched the collar, he was caught.

It's not heavy, but it's enough to keep her hands in mid air.

Mo shangyun squinted and chuckled. She lifted up her other hand, and the mobile phone that fell back into her hand swung in front of Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing's face turned black.

At a young age, I've learned how to beat the West.

"As a good comrade, I am ashamed of being a bully with a strong bow." Mo Shang Yun said slowly, and then click into the address book, to Yan Tianxing changed a note."Yan cute.".

"All right."

After changing the remarks, Mo shangyun threw his mobile phone to Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing released her wrist when she took the phone.

Glancing at the remarks, Yan Tianxing's face was completely black.

Cute?

He is a man of seven feet, a captain of the special corps, and a frightful king of Hell --

cute?!

Feeling that Yan Tianxing's face was going to frost, Mo shangyun comforted him: "in our young people's world, 'fool' and 'cute' are the nicknames between lovers."

"You young men?"

Yan Tian Xing Huo tuotuotuo was angry with her.

“……” Looking up at the ceiling, Mo Shang Yun tactfully shifted the topic, "I'm hungry."

Mo shangyun, who has always been smart and quick witted, is in a state of about to admit defeat when he thinks of such a groundless excuse while avoiding Yan Tianxing's trouble.

However, Yan Tianxing looked up at the ceiling and saw her sitting cross legged on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling. Her anger disappeared suddenly, even a little bit Little happy.

Always at this time cute tight, easy to make people full of anger into nothingness.

She's been taken over.

"What would you like to eat?"

Yan Tianxing returned her mobile phone.

"Apple."

Take the mobile phone back, Mo shangyun looks at the apple and fruit knife on the table.

“……”

Yan Tianxing got up and picked up the apples and knives on the tea table.

But at this time, Mo shangyun called him.

The mobile phone on the tea table suddenly lights up.

A note flashed.

"Mo pitiful.".

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