Chapter 47: Melee

Yan Junxun was pressed against Shi Shanyan's (chest xiong) mouth. His eyes quickly swept around the seats around him, and he had seen many people's heads turned here. He struggled a little and was hugged by Shi Shanyan.
"I won't be anxious if I don't get the answer," Shi Shanyan (Mo) touched Yan Junxun's hand and pushed it up for him, his head tilted like kissing (kiss wen) Yan Junxun, "still Say you want me (Mo)?"
"Fake," Yan Junxun's rabbit ears crooked, "Fake!"
This distance is too close, and Shan Yan can see the panic in Yan Junxun's eyes when he is near.
Yan Junxun's bow tie is very cute, resting on his collarbone. His collarbone is really clear and his skin is very white...white as if glowing. He had just stood in the smoky crowd and raised his head to talk to the bad guys, with only a small tail tail.
"Not like," Shi Shanyan led Yan Junxun to lean back, not caring about the high heels kicking his suit pants, "Where did it grow out?"
"On the skirt!" Yan Junxun wanted to drag his tail down to show Shi Shanyan.
But Shi Shanyan's larger palms wrapped Yan Junxun's, covering the tail together.
"If I offended it," Shi Shanyan stared at Yan Junxun, forcing Yan Junxun to also look at himself, "Will you forgive me for it?"
Yan Junxun blushed in Shi Shanyan's eyes. He wanted to kick off the high heels, but it was tight. He also wanted to shout "Shut your eyes closed" to Shi Shanyan, but he opened his mouth as if to be kissed. His predictions about Shi Shanyan bumped into his head, hitting clusters of sparks that he could not understand. This time there was no Gundam, no blackboard, only Shi Shanyan.
You are terrible!
Yan Jun looked at Shi Shanyan in search of salvation. He was so angry, but he didn't have enough momentum. All he was not afraid of was collapsing with his breath, which forced him to retreat, but the result of the retreat was Shi Shanyan's palm. He was trapped in Shi Shanyan's arms, like a hazy rabbit hitting Shi Shanyan's mouth. The drooping ears showed his frustration. He gritted his teeth angrily, and his eyes were still resisting the lion that had teased him.
Lovely is a rare adjective.
For Shi Shanyan, this word is really rare. What is so lovely about this world? His heart was as hard as iron, and the flowers in his eyes were no different from the trash in the stinky ditch. But... Shi Shanyan felt the fluff of the rabbit's tail.
Yan Junxun is really cute.
The clown's ten-finger rhythm moves in mid-air, making a catch. He said, "Where is it? Our rabbit—"
The gangsters in the banquet room whispered and everyone was attracted by hundreds of millions of gimmicks.
"--Oh," the clown took off his hat and bowed obediently to the gangsters. "That's our finale." He felt very humorous and gave a "giggling" laugh in his arms. He walked briskly in the field, lifted a woman's skirt, and made a frightened expression in a whistle, saying, "This lady, your underwear is more tasteful than your garter."
The gangsters were amused, and the atmosphere was more lively than just now.