The white moonlight gl

Mo Rantong covered her mouth and sneered, wishing to kiss Feng Qingshui a few more times, but no, this person would be angry, and there must be a limit to teasing people, she understands.

So he put down the phone humbly, rubbed Feng Qingshui's chin with his head a few times, Mo Rantong said sweetly and softly: "Is what Qingqing said true?"

Really?

Feng Qingshui's eyes became extremely complicated in an instant, a little sad and apologetic, but it was a pity that Mo Rantong, who lowered his head, didn't see it.

She could only smell her lover's body fragrance, feel his lover caressing the top of her head, and listen to his lover's cold but gentle voice, not to mention how beautiful it is.

"Well, do you want to be a rich woman?"

Want to be a rich woman? "Of course I want to." Without even thinking about it, Mo Rantong continued, "Who doesn't like a lot of money?"

"That's good."

Mo Rantong didn't notice anything wrong with Feng Qingshui, she raised her head, at this time Feng Qingshui had suppressed all the emotions she released, and she was like an ice sculpture.

From the inside to the outside, there is a creepy coolness.

Mo Rantong didn't like Feng Qingshui like this, so she frowned, hugged Feng Qingshui a little tighter, and her voice became sweeter and more waxy: "Qingqingqingqing, now that the matter is settled, do you want to marry me?" Are you leaving?...Hey, don’t leave, okay, stay with me, we haven’t seen each other for three days?”

Liang Subo and An Ran had already finished their phone calls and returned to the living room. They stood beside Xiao He all the time, respecting their duties in front of the background board.

They all saw Mo Rantong's unscrupulous and coquettish appearance. Liang Subo and Xiaohe were okay, one of them was calm and the other was stupid. They saw this kind of scene too many times and said they didn't care, but An Ran, she just wanted to poke herself head.

妈得，她家艺人到底知不知道，她现在的言行举止都很欠揍啊，也多亏凤大佬情人眼里出西施，若换了个人，早就一拳打上去了！

Pretentious and contrived, make the essence of the essence.

An Ran felt that she had to find a time to beat Mo Rantong well.

Feng Qingshui: "...No way."

Although she didn't come here specifically to comfort her, there were also some of these thoughts in it, but seeing her alive and energetic all the time, and not affected by the trending searches at all, she naturally wanted to go back to the company to deal with affairs.

"Hey, oh, Qingqing is good or bad."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Sighing helplessly, Feng Qingshui looked at Liang Subo at the side and said, "You go downstairs and wait for me in the car first."

Liang Subo nodded understandingly, and pulled An Ran and Xiao He out.

Now there were only the two of them left in the room, Feng Qingshui stared fixedly at Mo Rantong, her voice became cold: "Do you still remember the contract between us?"

The appearance is cold, fierce, but weak and pale. Just as An Ran commented, Feng Qingshui has a uniquely glamorous face and a sharp and aggressive aura. It's a pity that her body is too bony. Weak, too morbid, as if the wind will fall down and die in the next second.

She is a very conflicted individual.

Someone once ignored her not to be messed with because of seeing her sick and weak face, and became jealous of her face.

Although that person was miserable in the end, it also confirmed one thing from the side, that is, when Feng Qingshui shed her aura, it would give people an illusion of being weak and deceitful, and that she could be ravaged and ravaged.

When dealing with Mo Rantong, a new girlfriend, Feng Qingshui was indeed a little softer than others, but this did not mean that Mo Rantong could be reckless again and again.

Mo Rantong: "..."

Cursing his lips, he reluctantly got up from Feng Qingshui's body, and sat upright, Mo Rantong said vaguely: "Remember."

While arranging her clothes, Feng Qingshui said coldly, "Recite it again."

Mo Rantong didn't follow: "Qingqing."

Feng Qingshui was unmoved.

"Hey, okay." Knowing that his lover is going to put on airs again to teach her a lesson, Mo Rantong said lazily: "1. You must learn to restrain your love for Mr. Jin.

2. You can't always stick to the benefactor and rely on the benefactor.

3. Don't send messages, make phone calls, or play videos to the donor frequently. The donor is very busy, so don't disturb the donor's work.

4. Be self-reliant and self-reliant, and get used to the days when the sponsor is not around.

5. Don't fall in love with the brain.

6....

To sum up, if it can't be done, the benefactor has the right to unilaterally decide to break up, errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr/, I have done it, look, I have not disturbed you for the past three days. Very well behaved. "

This contract was drawn up when Feng Qingshui found out that her little girlfriend was getting more and more attached to her and couldn't leave her.

Mo Rantong said it pitifully, but on the surface, she kept winking at Feng Qingshui, and kept calling: "Qingqing, Qingqing, Qingqing~~"

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Once again doubting whether it was a mistake for her to agree to associate with this person, Feng Qingshui took a deep breath, barely suppressed the discomfort in her internal organs and said: "Send a message every hour, and ask for three videos a day, isn't that true?" Or don't bother? ... There is also the second clause of the contract, you can't always rely on me, but you, didn't you just leave me?"

"Ink dyeing."

Trembling her long and upturned eyelashes, Feng Qingshui's tone and expression were very calm, but there was an inexplicable heaviness in it: "If you..."

"It's all because I like Qingqing so much~"

Mo Rantong didn't understand, Mingming Qingqing also liked her very much, why she signed such a weird contract.

Interrupting Qingqing's words, Mo Rantong blinked and ignored the pain and fear in his heart, and acted coquettishly: "Okay, I understand, I will change it, don't say break up Well, I'm going to be heartbroken."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

"Qingqing, then I can kiss you now, mouth to mouth." Seeing Feng Qingshui's indescribable words, Mo Rantong laughed immediately, ruffian: "I'm asking Qingqing, Do you want to agree, Qingqing?"

Feng Qingshui remained silent.

She was thinking about whether to take Mo Rantong to the neurology department. After all, it is good to have her here. If she is not here, this person will be beaten to death, right?

However, her silence seemed to Mo Rantong to be rejection, his eyes dimmed for a moment, and Mo Rantong smiled again and said: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your consent."

If the usual Mo Rantong is compared to a little milk dog, then Mo Rantong in kissing and affairs is an insatiable wolf who is very protective of food.

He threw himself on Feng Qingshui with a bit of vigor.

Mo Rantong kissed Feng Qingshui's lips hard.

The two lips touched each other, their breaths blended together, Mo Rantong's movements were strong yet gentle and considerate, and Feng Qingshui, after being stunned and surprised at the beginning, gradually became addicted to this kiss.

The two fit well, otherwise Feng Qingshui wouldn't be seduced by Mo Ran, she would abandon her principles and agree to a relationship, and she wouldn't drop the bottom line again and again.

The room gradually heated up.

To say that what Mo Rantong likes the most is when her lover's body temperature rises and her skin flushes, allowing her to do whatever she wants.

Because the lover in a normal state is too cold and weak, she couldn't help worrying about her pale to almost transparent complexion every time she saw it.

End with a kiss.

Mo Rantong looked at her lover who was pressed on the back of the sofa by her, his eyes were watery, and the corners of his mouth were slightly swollen, and he couldn't help but caressed his lover's lips with his fingertips.

Bright red.

The whole body of this person is like an ink painting soaked in water. The tone is light. Whether it is skin color, hair color, or pupil color, they are much lighter than most people. Only her lips are as red as blood...

It's like crushed flower juice.

Feng Qingshui stayed for a while before recovering, she poked Mo Rantong's slender waist with her hand, motioning her to get up.

"Qingqing, you have to come here after work. I'll cook something delicious for you." Mo Rantong has the face of a goddess' first love, otherwise Lie Yang wouldn't have given her a pure little fairy first love persona, she She is well-behaved and pleasant when she is not talking, with a refreshing sweetness, it is easy to win the favor of others, and it can be called a weapon for attracting fans. Feng Qingshui was also deceived by her face at the beginning.

However, recently, Mo Rantong's painting style has become more and more disintegrated. Feng Qingshui wanted to talk to her several times, but when she thought about it, she also concealed some things from her, not to mention, the relationship between the two is getting worse Well, getting along is becoming more and more harmonious, and she can't bear those external things, so let's forget it.

"Ah."

After humming softly, Feng Qingshui sat up and straightened the creases of her clothes, "I'll take you to see a psychiatrist," but she still didn't say it.

"Hey, Qingqing, I miss you so much~"

In front of the door, Mo Rantong held back pitifully, and Feng Qingshui groaned at the hem of his suit, "May I give you another one~"

Feng Qingshui: "...Impossible."

Cleanly took out the clothes, Feng Qingshui pointed to the corner of her mouth that was a bit torn, and said: "It hurts, when will you get rid of the old habit of biting people, please, I want to eat sweet and sour tonight Fish, put more sugar."

"Cough cough."

Unable to bear such a serious love talk from his lover, Mo Rantong's ears turned red, and he said, "Got it."

"Ah."

When Feng Qingshui went downstairs, she didn't see An Ran and Xiao He.

Frowning slightly, Feng Qing got into the back seat of the car, couldn't help but blushed, and started coughing.

Liang Subo, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was very worried: "Mr. Feng, are you okay?"

Feng Qingshui shook her head.

"Mr. Feng, the sentence you answered to netizens has become a trending search and has been reposted and commented by many people. I'm afraid...it's too late to delete it."

"It's okay, this is what I planned."

"President?"

Liang Subo was surprised.

"It was I who should have compensated her. After all, if I hadn't been selfish..." Opening the car window, looking up at the window on a certain floor of the building, Feng Qingshui curled her lips, as if recalling some interesting scene.

"Let's drive."

A very bright flower suddenly appeared in the barren desert, even though it knew that getting closer would speed up the withering of the flower, it still couldn't stand the temptation.

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