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Obviously, Song Xi would not believe it.

How arrogant this man is, after so long getting along, she knows it very well.

Song Xi was pressed under him, still holding the black suspender skirt in his hand, holding back a smile, looking at Moson who deliberately did not look at himself, and scratching the skirt in his hand.

"Well, since you aren't jealous, I'll wear this out. This is a new dress. Don't wear it out for someone to see. Is it waiting for mold at home?"

She was deliberate, and the right thing was to stimulate Moson.

"No!" He turned his head suddenly, and frowned anxiously when he realized what he was saying.

"No?" Song Xi asked knowingly, "Nothing? I don't understand."

Wouldn't Mo Sen know that this girl was intentional, and the evil devil's face was rare with a little blush, and it looked so cute.

Song Xi couldn't help raising his hand to touch his face and teased, "Dear, what are you blushing?"

"Why am I blushing, don't you know?" Mo Senyin's eyes narrowed slightly, suddenly her head bowed, and she bit her lips gently.

Like a punishment, the palm of her hand held her slim waist, and she put a hand on her waist.

The strength is not light or heavy, but it feels itchy.

Song Xi felt itchy and uncomfortable around her waist. She has always been an itchy person. Where can she withstand the deliberate teasing of Mosen?

At the moment, she twisted her waist and protested, and her mouth was also choked, but her mouth was blocked by a mermaid, so she could only make a few sticky voices for a long time.

"Don't mess around!"

Mosen crumpled her lips for a moment, looked up, and suddenly said solemnly.

There was an intriguing glimmer of light in those beautiful silver eyes.

Anyway, Song Xi couldn't understand.

The only thing she could feel was that Moson's breathing seemed to be getting heavy and her temperature seemed to be rising.

She only feels the heat, but it is not her own heat, but it is infected by a certain mermaid.

Mosen let go of her waist, and wrapped her arms around her waist, tightly.

Song Xi almost had difficulty breathing.

Mawson buried her head in her neck, breathing shortly.

A burst of hot air sprayed her neck, and she twitched her neck.

"Mawson ... I itch ..."

Her voice softened unknowingly, and she was very different from usual.

"Don't move, don't talk, I just want to hug you."

His voice was extremely low, making Song Xi feel uneasy.

She is not an ignorant girl. Most of the people who write online articles are old drivers. Although she is not an old driver, she should know something that should or should not be understood.

Right now, isn't this the same thing as an overbearing president falling in love with my routine.

So according to the routine, Moson ...

Omg, realizing what he was thinking about, Song Xi immediately stopped his brain hole, and a suspicious pink blush was creeping up on his face.

For a while, Song Xi felt that time could no longer be dragged on. Besides, Mo Sen was really heavy. If she kept pressing down like this, she would be overwhelmed.

"So what," she raised her hand and pushed Morson's shoulder. "I'm going to be late."

However, Moson was unmoved.

Xu Yan, his extremely low magnetic voice sounded: "You're right, I'm jealous."

Song Xi froze for a moment.

"I don't want you to go out and meet other men."

Without waiting for her to return, Moson's voice sounded again.

Song Xi listened, and even heard so much grievance from it.