Don't Play With the Goddess of War
69: Mu Chenyuan's Invitation
Okay, how can I go to that little black house?
Cheng Ming wanted to cry, and tried to resist, "Brigade, I won't go."
On the first day he took office, he was sentenced to go to a small black room, did he still want to save face?
Mu Chenyuan gave a light, non-talking look, Cheng Ming nodded with tears, the gaze was worth a thousand words, don't leave, and settle the account after the fall.
All the members of "Broken Wolf" were most afraid of being settled by the Autumn Queen.
An Xia did not mix it up, biting the children's meat and milk bread, which was very delicious, which greatly comforted Cheng Ming.
Swallowing a handful of bitter tears, Cheng Ming asked like confirmation, "Is it good to drink?"
“The milk is good, the steamed sandwich is cold.” An Xia drank the children's milk in one breath. He had never drank the milk produced by the assembly line. It's still kids' milk. It tastes so good.
Cheng Ming swept over Guan Xiaoheiwu's grief, and said happily: "I'll buy you next time. The bread can't be heated, so I'll order it."
The two of you, one sentence for you, one sentence for me, happily ignored Mu Chenyuan.
Mu Chenyuan did not interrupt this time, just ...
He took out the milk empty paper shell that An Xia drank in his hand, raised his long arm slightly, and then threw it lightly. That empty paper shell formed a perfect parabola in the air, and fell accurately into the next bin. .
An Xia glanced at his empty right hand, and then raised his eyes to look at the young man who was almost one head taller than himself. The skinny Xueguang pulled out the side of his face perfectly, with a straight nose, sharp thin lips, and deep eyebrows. It's creepy.
Partially, and very handsome, Xian and Jun joined forces, squeezing the abstinence breath that wanted to tear him apart.
An Xia slowly pulled back his drenched right hand with milk, and dropped it naturally, unfortunately, this man saw it more often, and the uncomfortable feeling in his heart seemed to fade a lot.
A handsome person does not make people angry for a long time.
An Xia raised his eyebrows, and calmly replied with two words, "Go."
Xia Guo's culture was vast and profound, but fortunately he had learned its essence, otherwise, he still did not know how to answer it.
Both of them were walking at the same time, and they did not say where to go or which direction to take. However, the direction of the steps turned out to be the same, as if they had already discussed it.
Cheng Ming stood still: "..."
Mouth open and closed, closed, two, did you leave it?
Also, Miss Ann, we can't finish drinking, let's pat our asses and go Will there be any trash?
A Zhazha took two steps, and suddenly pulled back his legs in half a second, turned his head and apologized to Cheng Ming, "Thank you."
Yu Guang glanced at the man next to her, if not her, she would not have forgotten to thank him.
“Hei, equally.” Cheng Ming's heart was in full bloom, and General Xiahou said. If the brigade isn't good enough for Miss An, she'll make up for it!
Make up, you have to make up, Miss Ann has no trouble talking in groups, no, it's good.
Ann's. Kindness. Double personality. Xia stepped on the frozen snow that left countless footprints, "squeaking" along the way, in a slow tone, neither hurried nor slow, calm and composed as if walking alone.
He did not take the initiative to speak, Jinghou Mu Chenyuan spoke.
I don't know, I almost walked into the little black room, Mu Chenyuan still didn't speak.
Afraid she ran away, escorting her to the small black room in person?
With beautiful long, narrowed eyes, her eyes were cold again, "I can enter by myself, and you can escort me personally."