Chapter 2034: Slowly like you 283

Chapter 2034 slowly likes you 283
"Do not want to owe."
"Then you just want to play it!?"
He looked up at him and nodded. "Yes."
Do not know that he was stunned by the little rogue, and he was so angry that he couldn’t speak. He gnashed his teeth and tried to let him go back to the house to sleep, but he grabbed it. With his hand, Mo Zhifei glanced at him with a disappointment. He wanted to pull his hand out, but his heart was more like him, and he caught it tighter.
Mo Zhifei had to open his mouth and had to train him, but the next moment, he saw that his heart was very stubborn and cold, and his eyes were red and he looked at him with a sigh of relief, but he could not understand it. I feel that my heart is depressed and I am crying.
"How...what's wrong..." Mo Zhifei saw that he was so worried that he couldn't stand it anymore. He suddenly panicked and began to reflect on himself. Isn't he talking too much?
"Young Master..." The heart was slightly open, and the voice was not so steady with the boy.
"I'm here!"
"Can you kiss me, I am so uncomfortable." After the heart was finished, the tears fell.
When I saw the first time I saw the heart, I felt that my eyes were really beautiful and beautiful. Although they were always cold, they were still very popular.
But when these eyes were crying with tears, Mo Zhifei never knew that the heart was crying like this. The moment when the two lines of tears flowed down, Mo Zhifei heard that his heart was suddenly slammed. It’s no exaggeration to say that it’s broken.
Mo knows that he is looking down at the red eyes of the teenager. He has been silent for a moment, and said nothing, bowing his lips.
Almost at the same time that he kissed him, his heart was so short that he couldn’t wait to open his mouth, and the burning breath was over, and he was about to take it away, but he was greedy and insatiable. The tongue licked him, and Mo Zhifei was more violently kissed, as if the heat waves of the layers and layers had turned over the calm of the house.
The two men held together and kissed for a long time. At the end of the game, Mo Zhifei bowed his nose and sighed at the tip of his nose. The voice was low and heavy with a kiss. "Little crying bag."
The eyelashes that were slightly closed were slightly shaken, and they dared not open their eyes to see him, but they held him tightly and whispered retorted: "No."
Somehow, somehow, looking at this kind of jealousy, the throat was rolling slightly. He stared at the two rows of curled eyelashes that were hanging down in the heart, and the ghost made a sigh: "Heart, say You like young masters."
The heart still closed his eyes, his ears were a little red, but he licked his lips and refused to follow him.
But I don’t know if he is embarrassed, but when he sees his heart, he bites his lower lip and bites his weight slightly. "You will say, or you will not kiss you next time."
The heart was red, but he was really threatened by him. He said lowly, "Like... young master."
I don’t know why I raised my eyebrows. "Do you like it?"
"Ok……"

How much do you like?

"like very much."
Mo knows that he is happy and proud, and kisses him on the lips of his heart, and then he let go of him and watched him call him: "Heart..."
I nodded my heart.
Mo Zhifei looked at his lips, but he couldn’t stand it, but he resisted it. He raised his eyebrow and smiled: "I haven’t said anything yet, what do you want?"
The heart raised his head and looked at him with a stunned look.
"I only said it again, you listen."
Looking at him with a heart, he refused to stagger at first glance.
"I mean, I like you too. I don't want to just like a little lover. It's like being liked by my sweetheart." Mo Zhifei finished, seeing the heart and still looking at him without hesitation. The face is still faint, and there is no reaction to him. Mo knows that he can't help but lick his head and make his hair messy. "I don't know how to cry?"
The heart frowned slightly, and the head was slower.
I don’t know what to see, but I licked his hair a little dissatisfied. "What do you mean by frowning?"
"I don't like to cry." He said with a red heart and explained to him.
When I knew it, I suddenly understood that I was entangled in something. He smiled and said, "I don't care, who let me bump into it."
Mo knows not to get up and look at the courtyard, the rain still has no signs to stop.
He was looking out the window, and the person behind him suddenly hugged him from behind, hesitated for a moment, whispered: "The young master is not going."
Mo Zhifei gently picked up his eyebrows, and then glanced at the hand that was holding his waist in a arrogant manner, slightly licking his lips, and asked quietly, "How do you become so sticky now?"
The heart did not say anything against him, as if it was the default.
Mo Zhifei put his hand on the hand holding his waist, and he squeezed his fingers into his fingers. The fingertips grabbed the back of his hand and tried to keep tight with his fingers. It is.
Mo Zhifei always felt that he was a childish one, but at this moment, somehow, he suddenly found that his heart was more angry than his child...
No, to be precise, there is no sense of security.
He didn't know what kind of nightmare was spent in these days, so he would stick to him and let him go when he found out that he had to leave.
Mo knows not to turn back slowly, watching the heart open and appease: "I don't go, I go to sleep in the next house."
He listened attentively, and he was not particularly satisfied. He also looked at Mo Zhifei and tried to stop. However, Mo Zhifei refused to follow him, but he knew that he knew what he wanted to say to him. So I rushed to the road before I tried to say something about it. "It’s decided."
I don’t know if I can’t sleep in this bed with my heart at this time, and I don’t say that my heart is now fragile, and he can’t help himself. If he’s been unintentional, he’s not I really have to sleep all night.
Mo knows not to take out a new set of clothes from the closet and let the heart change for a while. The heart does not change immediately, but instead, Mo Zhifei walked to the door. Mo Zhi stopped him with a cry and laughed. "Hurry back to bed." I will call you in the morning."
The heart frowned, and he was reluctant to take a look at it. Then, without waiting for him to go out again, Mo Zhifei shut the door in front of him.
There was a silence between the door and the door.
Mo Zhifei’s smile slowly disappeared. He stared at the door that was closed, and he did not move for a long time.
He likes to worry about it.
He likes it, he is worried...
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(Love you, love you! Good night!)
(End of this chapter)