Chapter 184: Night cool confession

Chapter 184, the night is cool and confession
"Boom!", Gong Momo's head blew out a blank, on the lips, is the man's cool temperature, he did not have a deep kiss, just touched her soft lips, breathing intertwined with each other , still warm to the extreme.
"Oh..." Gong Momo was busy with his head receding, and the night was cold and he quickly released the big palm that was buckled on her back, and she retired.
Gong Momo licked his red lips and looked at him with a sly look. A pretty face was glowing with red clouds, and some of them couldn't believe that he was kissed.
At night, I looked at her expression and couldn’t help but laugh. "What do you mean? Don't like it?"
Where does Miya Momo say it is like or not? Now, her brain is blank, but she is a little shy, "Why are you kissing me?"
"Why can't I kiss you?" The night was cool and she looked at her with a funny eyebrow.
Gong Momo blinked, and the eyelashes were instinctively instinctive, biting the lower lip. "You don't like me."
At night, I looked at her with some doubts. Which little girl saw that he didn't like her? Did he laugh at her love of crying when she was a child, she still kept in her heart, and mistakenly thought he didn't like her?
Sure enough, when I was a child, the damage was even deeper. He couldn’t help but sit up and lock her in a deep eye. The thin lips began to talk carefully.
Momo, I like you.

Gong Momo's pair of clear big eyes immediately lifted up, rounded, not wrong!
"You...you like me?" Gong Momo responded slowly to him.
"Like." The voice of the man rang.
"Yes...what kind of favorite!" Gong Momo's pair of small hands could not help but be shy and nervous.
I like it a lot! Which one does he mean?
The night was cool and I thought, "The kind of man and woman like it."
This time, Gong Momo's pretty face is red again, God! He actually said it.
"Is it satisfactory?" The cold lips smacked a smile.
Gong Momo immediately shy back his body, what does this man mean? Speaking of her, she seems to be looking forward to this kind of like, she asked some unsatisfied, "What satisfaction is not satisfied!"
"Miyamo Mo, do you have a boyfriend?" The night chills found that she didn't know much about her. The last time the boy who held her tightly was really her classmate?
If she is a classmate, she is too casual, and let the boys hold her so tightly?
Gong Momo twisted his fingers, but he still answered honestly, "No."
"The boy at the party is not?"
"I said it! He is my classmate...just a classmate." She couldn't help but emphasize that he didn't understand it.
"Nothing." The sound of the night is quiet and faint.
Gong Momo immediately turned around and asked, "What is it?" What does it matter to him?
I don’t mind if I know that the night is cold, I don’t mind confessing my own thoughts. He is stunned and smiles.
So I have a chance.

Gong Momo’s brain exploded again. She shy and stood up.
I went back to the room to sleep.

After talking again, her heart is chaotic.
The night is not too late to force her to promise to be his girlfriend, watching her enter the room, he also lay back with his arms, the light quenched into his eyes, the stars, the bright Smoldering, he gently licked the little quilt on his chest, which she sent.
In the room, Gong Momo’s whole person was lying unpredictable, and his mind was full of cool nights. Everything he had just said, she remembered it, especially the sentence, Momo, I like it. you.
This time, she is really rhythm of insomnia.
And he just slept outside!
However, she did not have the habit of staying up late, and when she was extremely exhausted, she was still lost in a dream and slept.
early morning.
On a weekend, I was too groggy, and she really never felt that it was so easy and free to go to work. She loves to go to work.
In the morning, when the palace nightmare got up, watching her eyes was a bit complicated and unpredictable. It was probably the problem she had last night, and he was bothered by him! As usual, the little guy was sent to the school gate.
Gong Ye night did not ask her opinion, she took her to the breakfast room, Cheng Haoyue accompanied him to finish the breakfast, and Gong Yeyue sent her to the door, Cheng Haoyue was a little uncomfortable.
She didn't get off the bus immediately. She turned her head and looked at the palace nightingale. "If I made you unhappy last night, I will take it back. Don't worry, I will never ask this kind of thing."
When she finished, she got off the bus and stepped into the company hall.
Gong Ye night looked at her back and took a deep breath. What she said last night did make him sleep well all night. Is this woman not confident about him? I feel that my marriage will not be the Lord?
He was a little annoyed, so he didn't want to care about her in the morning.
As soon as Cheng Haoyue entered the office, he was surrounded by five or six girls.
"漓月姐, ask for photos, ask for video."
"Yes! The photos on the Internet have been published too little for the Gong's New Year celebrations. The stars we want to see are not seen. Are you not allowing us to shoot videos?"
"Let's show us! We can't wait."
Cheng Haoyue smiled and smiled. She shook her head. "I didn't go."
"What? Heyue sister, why didn't you go! Impossible!"
"I don't believe you ask Linda, she can be the master of me, I was with her that night." Cheng Haoyue launched Linda as a shield.
If she went, the girls didn't know when to wrap her up. Besides, she didn't make any sense except that she took a few photos and didn't take the stars they wanted.
"No! Hey, sister, are you not invited?"
At this time, Linda came over with a cup of tea. "She was invited, but she didn't like to join in this kind of excitement. Well, don't worry about the moon, and go back to work."
After she finished, she was curious and walked into Cheng Haoyue’s office. She closed the door and looked at her with some sympathy.
I saw photos on the Internet. Gong Yao’s girl and a hustle girl jumped. Field dance, are you at the scene?"
"At, I am still in the front row, they are very good at jumping, and they are also very tacit." Cheng Haoyue laughed at himself.
"It shouldn't be true!" Linda asked, looking at her.
"What is not true?"
"The marriage of the two families of Gonghuo!" This kind of eight-hanging, Linda is also interested to know that the market of the upper class must be mastered.
Cheng Haoyue’s face bitterly shook his head and shook his head.
I don’t know.

Linda is also a literate person. She believes that the most uncomfortable thing about this news is Cheng Haoyue. If she asks again, it will only make her more sad and sad.