Wear the villain and act coquettish again

Chapter 132 My idol is the leader of the Demon Cult 6
Fang Qimo didn't speak, but he led his horse to an inn after a while.

The waiter ran out from the inn, "I'll take care of you, sir!"

Fang Qimo handed over the reins to the waiter, and just about to enter the inn, he heard the woman behind him say:
"Don't go, I won't get off the horse, just give me a hand."

Fang Qimo couldn't believe his ears.

Is the person holding his throat the same as the woman just now?
Turning around, he saw Meng Xian's pursed lips and eyes glistening with tears, looking pitiful.

"Guest officer, it's okay, you go and take your wife down first, I'm not in a hurry." The waiter smiled very discerningly.

Fang Qimo: "...She is not my wife."

The waiter looked understanding, "I understand."

No, what do you understand? Do you understand?

Fang Qimo had no choice but to walk over.

Meng Xian stretched out his hand to him, and blinked his sly eyes twice.

Fang Qimo: "You get on the horse so fast, you can't get off the horse?"

Meng Xian said: "When I got on the horse, I was anxious to stay with you. There is a saying that the rabbit bites when it is anxious."

Fang Qimo: "Then do you know how to make rabbits taste the best?"

Meng Xian:? ?

Fang Qimo: "Get off the horse."

Meng Xian: "Hold my hand."

Fang Qimo: "Your hands are too sticky and dirty."

Meng Xian: "Okay, forget it. Anyway, I called you here just to say a few more words to you. It's not that I really don't know how to get off my horse. You've been tricked."

With that said, Meng Xian stood up from the horse and stepped on the pedals.

Step one leg over from the other side and stand firmly on the pedal with one foot.

Everything was supposed to be going well.

Suddenly, BMW, which had not moved, sneezed.

Meng Xian, who was supporting the horse's back with one hand, lost his footing, leaning over and smashing straight to the ground.

Meng Xian is not afraid of getting hurt, because she has a new type of red rope given by Brother Yue.

When in danger, a protective shield will appear.

She doesn't really hit the ground.

What Meng Xian was worried about was how to explain this strange phenomenon.

However, the expected shield did not appear.

Meng Xian actually fell into Fang Qimo's arms.

The two stared blankly at each other for a few seconds.

Meng Xian suddenly shouted in surprise: "Ah! You hugged me!
ah!Put your hand on my waist!

ah!Rounding off we got married! "

Fang Qimo: "..."

What is this woman talking nonsense about?

He let go of his hand, and Meng Xian fell to the ground.

"Don't you know how to get off your horse?" Fang Qimo said in a mocking tone, "Is that how it is?"

Meng Xian raised what he had been holding in his other hand.

"If I didn't take this piece of melon for you to eat, how could I not be able to get off the horse!"

Fang Qimo's eyes fell on the half of watermelon.

The brightly colored watermelon is tightly held by small white hands.

He remembered that even if she fell off the horse just now, she still lifted the watermelon high to prevent it from falling to the ground.

"It's just a piece of watermelon, treat it like I haven't eaten it."

Meng Xian shook his head: "This is not an ordinary watermelon. This is the watermelon I brought along all the way to represent the hearts of our little sisters!"

Fang Qimo's voice was cold: "I don't know how much dust stuck to it along the way."

Meng Xian cried angrily, "It's not that you don't eat when I want to give you food! Now it's too dusty!

Don't act recklessly just because I like you, do you think I really won't be angry? "

Fang Qimo's eyes fell lightly on Meng Xian's face.

(End of this chapter)