Chapter 1790: I like you slowly 39

Chapter 1790 slowly likes you 39
This is also the first time that Jingling has been drinking so much wine. Jingling has been holding Wenmomo’s waist and buried in her arms. At first, she was honest, but it didn’t take long for her head to lightly arch a few times. Wenmo Mom suddenly a little itchy, subconsciously want to push open the mirror Ling, but reluctant, so he can only talk to Jing Ling with a small voice, "Brother ... you don't move."
When Jing Ling heard her words, she was really honest, just holding her waist and not moving.
Wen Momo carefully extended his small hand and touched the head of Jing Ling. He whispered, "Brother, are we going back?"
Mirror Ling Xiao made a very short "hmm" in her arms.
With his permission, Wen Momo was careful to help him up, but Jing Ling was probably really drunk, and when Wen Mo Mo helped him up, Jing Ling himself was a little staggered and unstable.
Wen Momo finally helped him up. Jing Ling pressed her little hand and fell down. The two men fell on the ground so unprepared, but Jing Lingrao was drunk and also subconsciously protected her. Carrying her back, she didn't let her fall.
But this is so, Wen Momo was pressed on his own body, still clearly felt the chest sinking, she squinted her eyes and looked at the mirrorling pressing on her body, the mirrorling cold and beautiful face dyed The shallow drunkenness, deep as the stars of the purple scorpion slightly squat, deep and drunk, the wine is slightly stunned, very straightforwardly looking at the body under the temperature.
For him, he saw directly what he saw in his eyes.
Very beautiful and very cute little face, her eyes are clean, black and clear, the tip of her nose is sweating thin, it seems to be scared by him, the lips are small, the cherry is delicate, he is just Slightly lowered his head, he smelled the sweet smell of the girl, and when he was closer, he could kiss her little mouth.
What he didn't know was that Wen Momo's black eyes were getting bigger and bigger. She looked at Jing Ling's deep purple eyes, scornful thin lips, rolling throat, and slowly drooping. Beautiful neckline, to let people hold their breath...
Even his long fingers on her back, as he slowly breathed, slowly descended along her back line, fell on her waist, and gently stroked.
His thin lips were moved down.
Wen Momo flustered and held out his small hand and held his warm thin lips. His eyes were wide, and the clear pair of blinds looked a little uneasy but looked at him reluctantly, but he did not let Jing Ling kiss him.
Mirror Ling's lips pressed against her white and tender back, and wanted to kiss down. Wen Momo couldn't stop her hand. She extended another small hand and held her small mouth. She continued to look at Jingling.
Jing Ling said a few words in the back of her hand, but she was pressed by her back and it didn't sound clear.
When Wen Momo saw it, he nervously took back the little hand that pressed his lips.
Jingling seems to have finally got a bit sober. Looking at the people in my arms, no matter where they look, they are all lovely and soft. The more they look at the more they love, the more they look at it... take a bite.
The mirror throat was slightly moved twice, and the voice hoared and asked: "What?"
"Brother... Even if you are very upset, why do you want to accept Miss Song's sachet?" Wen Momo thought of this, and felt very wronged in his heart.
Although she is very stupid, she also knows that in any case, she can easily accept the sachets sent by the opposite sex. She knows the truth, she does not believe that her brother will not understand.
But in fact, the fact is that my brother not only received the sachet of others, but also did not explain her half-word... The brother was so indifferent to himself last night, Wen Momo did not think that this matter passed. ......
Maybe my brother won't feel much, but the one who is wronged is Momo himself.
She was looking forward to finding her brother, just wanting to get a compliment from Jing Ling's brother, but the brother who had come to see it was indifferent to cold treatment and expulsion...
At the thought of this matter, Wen Momo was wronged and died, and it was so easy to do so.
And... Wen Momo can't help but start thinking about it. She just wants to think that Miss Song Song is likely to send a sachet to Jing Ling before she dying. Wen Momo just thinks that Jing Ling brother may promise her. What, from this mirror Ling brother can no longer forget her, Wen Momo's heart is uncomfortable.
Where can I still kiss my brother Ling Ling like me?
In Wen Momo's view, the kiss must have two people in their hearts and they only think about each other, so that is a kiss.
If Jing Ling brother thinks about other people's things in his heart, Wen Momo even likes to like Jing Ling brother, and would rather not kiss Jing Ling brother.
However, Jing Ling heard Wen Momo’s words, his eyes slightly stunned, and it seemed that he had a slight squint of his eyelashes. He stared at the people under his eyes, and his voice was still hoarse. Sachet?"
Wen Momo suddenly got a little red-eyed and said angrily: "Isn't my brother not collecting a sachet last night? I have seen my brother accidentally falling on the ground!"
So Jing Ling slightly frowned, he thought for a long while in the faint mind, finally thought of something, frowned and said: "That is Miss Song entrusted me to give her a friend, she said she did not The way to go out again, this will let me hand over."
Wen Momo looked at Jing Ling with a dull look, his eyes slowly turning, and he was thinking about Jing Ling very slowly. After a while, he wanted to understand what, the little face was getting red and red, and Zhang Zhang was slightly opened. Small mouth, whispered and said: "Really?"
"Take you to see that person tomorrow."
His tone was calm and calm, but it made Wen Momo feel guilty. He shook his head quickly, and finally he was willing to take his little hand off his body, but he said very quietly: "But my brother was very cold last night, obviously... Momo did nothing wrong..."
"I am not good..." Jing Ling looked down at her, her voice was low, and she was very embarrassed about Wen Momo. "I shouldn't just look at the patient, just look at my own bad mood, and I will be cold."
Wen Momo identified him one by one, and he was wronged: "You are still fierce!"
Jing Ling held her little finger, bowed her head and kissed her, and her lips were warm and soft. "I was wrong."
Wen Momo was kissed by his fingers and suddenly blushes.
She didn't know how to touch her brother Ling Jing, so she didn't have any interest. She clearly promised that her mother would no longer take care of her brother, but...
At this moment, the two of them fell to the ground and hugged together...
(End of this chapter)