The soft and cute little milk bag bends and bends the abstinence learning god

Zhou Zhou sat for a while before recovering.

It hurts, it hurts, it really hurts.

He looked at Mu Mu who shrank into a ball and shivered, and was ready to clean him up.

At this time, a younger brother mysteriously handed him a pink envelope.

"What is this?" Zhou Zhou frowned.

"Hey, love letter, I found it from this bag." The younger brother patted Mu Mu's school bag.

When Mu Mu heard the love letter, her tentacles froze slightly.

He raised his little head to look, and found that it was a love letter written by him to Gu Cheng.

"Give it back to me!" Mu Mu anxiously stretched out her little hand to grab it.

Zhou Zhou put the love letter in his little hand in a tricky way, seeing that he was about to catch it, he moved back a little distance, admiring the anxious little appearance of him being unable to catch it.

Mu Mu couldn't catch it for a long time, and she was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Zhou Zhou refused to give it to him, and unfolded the inside pages of the love letter, reading it against the light outside the window.

After reading it, he frowned and said, "So you like Gu Cheng?! That cold and stubborn person seems to owe him millions?!"

"Give it back to me..." Mu Mu continued to stretch out her little hand to grab it.

This is what he wrote to Brother Gu, and it cannot be shown to these bad guys.

But Zhou Zhou still read the love letter in front of him.

Seeing the wonderful parts, I even read it out to have fun with my younger brothers.

Laughing, booing, and disdain sounded like 3D surround sound lingering in his ears.

He was ashamed, wronged and unable to beat so many people, so he had to hang his little head, sucking his little nose helplessly, and the little milk voice was crying, "Give it back to me..."

As he spoke, a tear fell.

The chubby boy who hugged him smiled and said, "This bitch is still crying, hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!" There was a burst of laughter.

Mu Mu sucked her nose and covered her eyes with her small hands.

Zhou Zhou looked closely at him.

Mu Mu felt that he was approaching, and quickly turned away the little crying face, not to show him.

Zhou Zhou pinched his chin and looked at him.

Looking at Mu Mu's red eyes and red nose, Zhou Zhou was inexplicably upset, "You want to confess your love to Gu Cheng?"

Mu Mu sniffed her little nose and didn't speak.

Zhou Zhou went on to say, "Boss Duan's leg was broken even when he confessed, your thin legs...huh?"

Mu Mu drooped her small tentacles, and there was a trace of disappointment on Xiaokui's face.

Zhou Zhou glanced at the love letter and said, "But I can do a good deed by handing the love letter to Gu Cheng for you... Do you think he will hate you?"

Mu Mu wrinkled her little face, and the little milk voice cried, "Don't..."

Brother Gu will definitely hate him...

"Brother Zhou gave you two choices, one is not to struggle or hide, and let me touch the tentacles; the other is to give this love letter to Gu Cheng..."

As Zhou Zhou said, he raised his love letter, "Which one do you choose?"

Mu Mu wrinkled her little face, she didn't want to touch his tentacles, and she didn't want him to hand the love letter to Brother Gu...

The little milk voice choked up, "I don't want to choose..."

"That won't work," Zhou Zhou looked at him, "How about this, Brother Zhou will help you choose."

He helped him choose... the first one.

His goal is to touch the little tentacles of the elf to see how it feels. As for that Gu Cheng, will he hate that this little crying bag has nothing to do with him?

As he thought about it, he stretched out his big hand to touch Mu Mu's fluffy little head.

Mu Mu struggled to hide, but he was held in the air, there was nowhere to hide.

The big hand quickly clasped the top of his head.

The small tentacles curled up in fear, like two tight mosquito coils, tightly attached to the scalp, trembling.

Zhou Zhou rubbed his fluffy little head, but he didn't expect the tentacles to curl up.

He rubbed vigorously, trying to pull out the small tentacles.

But I can't move.

Zhou Zhou stroked Mu Mu's hair carelessly, and coaxed, "Hey, take it out and let Brother Zhou stroke it, and Brother Zhou will be responsible after touching it."