Master Ye's Second Marriage

Chapter 639

As soon as the words were typed out, there was no doubt that another row of question marks flew up on the screen. Looking at the row after row of questions, Xiaomi Dou felt as if he had seen a group of people turning on the repeater mode.

otherwise, as like as two peas, why do they all have exactly the same thing? And I still brush it all the time.

After brushing for a long time, it was probably that Xiaomi Dou didn't respond. The screen was quiet for a while, and then someone whispered.

Fengshen: {Douzi, please don't make fun of us. If you are five years old today, I'm only ten years old? }

fat man: {ha ha ha, that's right! Then I'm only three years old. Do I have to call you brother? }

soy sauce: {no, you call me boss. }

French fries: {how can I feel so like a primary school student? What to do, brothers, I suddenly believe that the boss is really five years old! }

taro: {would you please wake up? The intelligence quotient of the eldest is five years old? Are you insane? }

French fries: {why don't you believe me? Even if you don't believe me, you should believe the boss. He said he was only five years old! }

Fengshen: {the boss is just joking with us, do you believe it? }

fat man: {I tell a joke, but I'm a girl. }

taro: {get out! }

Xiaomi Dou obviously doesn't believe him, and he doesn't care so much. If he doesn't love to believe, he doesn't care.

Soy sauce: {I want to go offline, mummy said you can't go to bed too late. As for the contact information, I'll give it to you next time. }

after that, Xiaomi Dou, regardless of their reaction, went straight off the line, leaving a group of people disordered in the wind.

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at the moment, on the plane flying abroad, the business cabin is very quiet, and the plane is in a state of balanced flight. The stewardess are already giving out plane meals.

Han Muzi touched her stomach and looked at the night when she was sleeping on her shoulder.

He was sleeping soundly, and all his strength was on her body. If there was no chair to lean on, Han Muzi felt that he could not support him.

He is very tall. Now he presses his strength over. Han Muzi can't stand it for a long time.

If it was not for the sake of his two-day absence, Han Muzi would have pushed him away.

But now she still let him lean on. When the plane meal was sent, the stewardess noticed that someone was sleeping beside her, so she asked with a smile and her eyes.

Han Muzi remembered that when he was in the restaurant, he almost didn't eat much, so he nodded and asked for two from the stewardess.

After the meal to come over, Han Muzi looked down at the deep sleep of the night, thought about it, or reached out to push him.

At the beginning of the night, Mo Shen did not move. Han Muzi coughed lightly and pushed him again, calling his name in a low voice.

"Night is not deep, night is not deep!"

Eyes on her shoulder, she gradually looked up at her voice.

Probably just wake up, so night Mo Shen's eyes with a confused, usually cold mood completely disappeared, this look with Xiaomi Dou just wake up some similar.

Han Muzi was a little worried. When she just wanted to talk to him, the man suddenly leaned over and kissed her.

Soft lips like cotton, so without warning to come up, and then quickly back away, but vaguely feel dissatisfied, the night is not deep and close up.

This time, he did not retreat quickly after kissing, but stayed on her lips for a long time, as if unsatisfied. He put his hand on her face and tried to pry open her lips and teeth.

Han Muzi was startled to return to God, quickly pushed him away, and whispered: "are you crazy? This is on the plane. "

After pushing him away, Han Muzi found that several people were secretly looking at them. Her white cheek turned red. She quickly lowered her head and did not dare to contact the eyes of those people.

It's a shame.

It used to be like this when waiting for the airport, and now it's the same on the plane.

Can't this asshole be a little bit self-conscious outside?

The night Mo deep looked around one eye, seems to just reflect where this is, looking back at Han Muzi pink earlobe, thin lips can not help but slightly cocked up.

"What do you want me to do

Ask one side, night Mo Shen also can't help yawn, seem to have not slept enough.

How can I sleep enough? From the plane to now there is not much time, Han Muzi see his eyes are a piece of blood, can only whisper: "you have not eaten dinner? Eat a little before you sleep. "

It was only at night that he found two more meals in front of him.

On weekdays, he would not touch these things, but now the object of calling him to eat is Han Muzi. Suddenly, night Mo Shen felt that it was good to have a try."Good."

He promised to come down, and then they bowed their heads to eat with Han Muzi.

When eating, because they sit close together and are in the same row, when Mo Shen observes what kind of food she likes to eat, he will give her the one in his bowl.

Come and go, Han Muzi frowned and scolded him.

"Why do you give me everything? You don't like it? "

"You don't like it?" Night Mo deep asked a, licked his lips: "I see you have been eating."

Han Muzi said Who says I like it? "

"You don't like it?" Night Mo deep squint eyes: "then how do you eat this first?"

"Keep the delicious food until the end."

The night is not deep

What kind of broken habit is this? Save the delicious food for the last?

"Don't you know? The last one will be more delicious after staying. " After saying that, Han Muzi thought of something, and the corner of his mouth smoked: "you don't think I always eat it because I like it, so you..."

The night Mo deep nodded, the expression is some ugly.

"Who knows you have this habit?"

Han Muzi was a little stuffy, so she had to push the things he had picked up to one side and ate too hard. She didn't want to eat any more.

"Give it back to me if you don't eat. What do you do when you push it aside?" Don't frown at night.

"Do you want more?" Han Muzi's eyes widened, some of which were unbelievable: "I thought you would dislike..."

"I've eaten all your saliva. What do you dislike?" Night Mo deep, as if no one else to her bowl of vegetables to clip back.

Han Muzi: "it's just

Feel around the eyes of people handed over again, Han Muzi simply want to dig a crack to drill in.

After a meal, the thief was embarrassed, and those people were also curious. Later, they still looked at her frequently, probably feeling her shyness. At night, Mo Shen suddenly looked up, and his cold and sharp eyes shot at those people, like a cold arrow.

Several people received night Mo Shen's murderous eyes, so they had to quickly move their eyes away, pretending that nothing had happened.

Han Muzi closed her eyes and swallowed the last mouthful of food. Her chest felt like a stone.