Quick Time Transmigration: Autistic Male God, Don't Be Afraid of Me

Chapter 8
Staring at the boy who was a head taller than her in front of her, the other party also lowered his eyes, looking at her quietly, very well-behaved and innocent.

How...how does this person get recognized?

There are many thoughts in Mengmeng's mind.

And one more thing -

Now that his identity is confirmed, it is impossible for her to let Ma Yan take on the title of "Master Fang's mascot".That's really uncomfortable for myself...

She raised the hand held by Fang Qing, and the other's two hands were lifted together, looking at her with a pair of beautiful eyes, very innocent.

"Go back to sleep."

Fang Xiaobao bit his lower lip, blinked his young deer-like eyes, seemed to know that this was not a good word, and his white and tender cheeks swelled quietly.

Mengmeng laughed, "You're not happy to say you, don't think I didn't see you pouting."

She pinched the boy's cheek itchyly, the skin was tender and soft, and it felt great.

Mengmeng couldn't help pinching a few more times.Finally, he was led back to the room.Fang Qing followed Mengmeng obediently, and even closed and locked the door thoughtfully.

? ? ?Did she hear something.

Fang Qing stared at her with beautiful eyes, as if he wanted to stretch out his hand to resist, but both hands held the girl firmly, and neither of them was idle, so he paused, stood quietly and seriously, and chose to give up resistance.This guy's reaction was cute and playful, and Mengmeng's old aunt smiled again, and he moved closer and asked, "Can I kiss you?"

Rogue Moe is online again.

Fang Qing frowned and looked at her seriously. Although she was not immersed in her own world at the moment, she obviously couldn't communicate freely like a normal person.

He just looked at her quietly, opened his eyes for a while, and held her hand with two slender, white hands. The strength was not strong, but he couldn't break free either.

"What do you mean by not talking?" Mengmeng said to herself, "That must be the default."

She leaned over.

As she approached, she watched the boy's reaction, and seeing that he just blinked and didn't back away, she turned her face to the side and kissed him lightly.

Fang Qing froze instantly.

When her lips touched the milky skin, the cute old aunt was instantly satisfied. She backed away with satisfaction and smiled at the boy with her eyes bent.

Fang Baobao looked at her with wide eyes.

He seemed a little dazed, with no expression on his face, but his white and tender earlobes were slightly red, and he remained motionless, his eyes resting solemnly on her lips.

"..."

Mengmeng called him: "Fang Qing?"

The young man seemed to be a little distracted again, his beautiful eyes were staring at her lips, watching them open and close as she spoke, and he blinked slightly.

Mengmeng called out a few more times, but the boy didn't respond.

Mengmeng was a little helpless, thought for a while, then suddenly leaned forward again, and gave her a kiss.

Only then did the beautiful boy's eyes come back, his eyelashes fluttered, he looked at her ignorantly, and suddenly pursed his lips, leaned over slowly, and said in a low voice: "Yes."

Perhaps because he doesn't speak often, his voice is clear, but his voice is slightly hoarse.

There is a bit of bewitchment in the purity.

Mengmeng didn't understand for a moment, and pinched his face itchyly, "Ah? What do you want?"

Seeing that she didn't understand what he meant, the little baby seemed a little displeased and anxious, he pursed his lips and moved closer, whispering: "Yes."

He turned his face sideways and brought his tender cheeks closer.

The cheek touched the girl's lips again, very lightly, bringing a tingling itch.

The young man was startled again.

(End of this chapter)