
"Don't make trouble." Wei Ting whispered.
The face was still the same as usual, but there was a hint of helplessness in his tone.
Su Xiaoxiao said confidently, "I didn't make trouble, you're the one who made trouble. Don't forget who you're wearing on your face. It's not good to sit on a train, but you want to get out and let someone catch him?"
Wei Ting subconsciously smeared his disguised face.
Su Xiaoxiao smiled slowly: "Yes, you can take off the mask of human skin, but your face doesn't seem safe, right?"
Wei Ting was "severely injured" by Guo Huan and lay in the first hospital for days.
If he really dared to appear on the street in such a grand manner, his character would be damaged.
Wei Ting resigned and sat back down.
Su Xiaoxiao did not let go of her hand that was holding onto her sleeve.
He asked gently: "You said, why did Boss Lin send this medicine to Guo Huan? Guo Huan seems to be a good man, and he plays a lot in person."
Wei Ting did not speak.
Su Xiaoxiao looked at him curiously: "How do you know this spice is for fun? Have you used it?"
Wei Ting hesitated.
"Ah, remember, you are someone who has been to a brothel, and you often use this fragrance, right?"
As he spoke, Su Xiaoxiao glanced at something unspeakable about him, raised her eyebrows and said, "It looks quite scary ... Is it worth it?"
Which man can stand this arc of fire?
Wei Ting clenched his fists and looked at her coldly, his eyes coldly: "Do you want to try?"
Su Xiaoxiao was not at all ashamed of the First Army, looked around and asked, "Are you in the carriage?"
The coachman outside shook his body and pushed the carriage to the side, almost hitting the wall!
Wei Ting glanced at the coachman through the curtains, frowned, and looked at Su Xiaoxiao coldly.
Su Xiaoxiao did not seem to think that what she said was a tiger or a wolf, so she leaned on the pillow casually, and patted her side lazily and arbitrarily.
it seemed to say again: Xiao Langjun, come here.
Wei Ting: "..."
Knowing that she was deliberately flirting with herself, Wei Ting was furious.
Did he know that he was a normal man, and if he continued to tease her like this, he could not guarantee...
“Hah?” Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head and looked at him with a smile, as if asking, isn't that what you want to try? Why not move again?
After taking a few deep breaths, Wei Ting suddenly jumped up, grabbed one of his wrists, and pressed it against the pillow.
He looked straight at her with his deep, sharp eyes, his thin lips opened slightly, and his voice was cold and firm: "Close your ears!"
This was definitely not for Su Xiaoxiao.
The driver outside hurriedly took out two cotton pads from the seat pad and stuffed them into his ear.
Su Xiaoxiao looked at his handsome face that was close by, and smiled: "Master Wei, you hurt me."
The coachman trembled again, and the carriage almost slid into the river!
It didn't seem like there was enough cotton, so he plucked two more cotton balls.
Disciple Wei Ting bounced her pretty face and lit candles: "If you speak nonsense again, thank you!"
Su Xiaoxiao opened her mouth.
Wei Ting clasped his wrist and said in a cold tone: "That's not rude to you, I'll knock your stupid hole and tie you up!"
Su Xiaoxiao was instantly dumbfounded.
Wei Ting felt relieved when he saw that his arrogance had finally subsided.
But before he could breathe, he suddenly sat up straight and leaned against his arm, his forehead stuck to his hot chest.
Breathing ceased.
Su Xiaoxiao asked with a slight complaint: "You hate me so much?"
This sudden change shocked Wei Ting.
Wei Ting suddenly stopped.
"Isn't it because I'm fat? Is it because I eat too much? Is it because I'm a little more temperamental?"
The more he spoke, the more he became sad, and even his voice went down.
I don't know if it's an illusion, Wei Ting seemed to hear a choking spout.
His heart suddenly twitched.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hand holding her wrist tightened: "I don't hate you."
"No."
"You think I'm eating too much."
"nor is it."
"You think I have a great temperament."
“…”
It's slightly.
Actually, it was not that he had a great temperament, but he had a lot of energy that made people unstoppable.
Wei Ting's chest rose up and down loudly: "You, you sit down first."
"Hmm~" Su Xiaoxiao pressed her forehead against her chest and shook her head.
Wei Ting clasped his wrist with one hand, while the other hand froze in the air.
He hesitated for a moment, then fell down slowly, gently surrounding him.
The hands are very honest and do not touch his waist.
The corner of Su Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched, it was very difficult to fall in love with the ancients, and she had to play tricks to eat tofu.
The key may not be playable at all times.
Thinking of this, Su Xiaoxiao was a little angry.
After all, he "won" the acacia incense today, he was justified.
Su Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand, grabbed her seemingly sticky arm, and wrapped it around her fat waist!
After entering the early summer, her clothes were much less.
Wei Ting could clearly feel her soft waist, her arms were hot, and her waist was a little cold.
He tightened involuntarily, and his throat was hoarse and dry.
When she realized that her behavior exceeded the rules, she hurriedly pulled her arm back, but found that something was wrong with the person in her arms.
"Power Su."
he called her softly.
there was no response.
He called out twice more, and his answer was a little breathless.
He frowned coldly and helped Su Xiaoxiao up.
Su Xiaoxiao's face flushed red.
This body seems to be a little impervious to the acacia scent, and it turns it into this in one bite.
He sat up straight and said calmly, "You get out first."
Flirting is flirting, how can he explain himself on the train?
If the movement continued, he would die the next day!
Wei Ting gave her a complicated look: "OK."
He got up to leave.
He grabbed it and dragged it back to the bench. He wavered and fell on the pillow.
This time, it was Su Xiaoxiaobu who came.
He had a bright red face, his throat slid down, and said, "I'll kiss him, there's no reason to kiss next time."
Wei Ting's eyes moved.
Su Xiaoxiao closed her eyes slightly and looked towards her lips.
He's not greedy either.
The last time Zhu Bajie ate ginseng fruit, he smelled the lonely ginseng fruit.
He just wanted to know what men's lips felt like.
Very soft, with a little warmth and hormonal aroma that makes the heart beat faster.
He tasted it for a while, but not too deeply. After pressing down, he sat up straight with a strong determination.
"OK, you can exit—"
Before she finished speaking, she was gripped by Wei Ting's arm and gently pulled him into her arms, a wide palm grasping the back of her head.
Eyes widened.
He grabbed it domineeringly and forcefully and slammed it down.