Chapter 1147, the singer's ex-boyfriend is a cat (53)

Did not take two steps, the system just want to remind.

A hand has appeared from the dark corner and pulled her in.

She was slammed on the wall.

The light bulb here is broken, and in the dark, the tall and tall figure of the man envelopes her.

She even smelled a touch of smoke.

Ou Jinmo smokes, but never sucks, because it will be smelled and may collapse.

Bai Weiwei looked up a bit strangely, but saw him squinting, the light in his eyes was a little cold, and even with a few anger.

"You just stand still and be bullied?"

The system said: "He has been standing here for a while, I am watching Weibo and forget to tell you."

Bai Weiwei said that the system is a silly system and cannot be used with one heart.

Her expression is still cold and light, and she is a very delicate and gentle face.

There is never a good expression for him.

When she thought that he was a cat, she smiled softly at him, staring at him, feeding him to eat, even for his life.

How big is this gap.

There is some bitterness in Ou Jin’s mouth.

Bai Weiwei said indifferently: "She snatched my song, I can only shrink, not to mention that she bullied me, who will help me, unless I really go to sleep, I can bully back."

Ou Jinmo’s tone is soft and whispered in some danger. “Sleeping a gold master, is this your true thought?”

He saw those black materials and his eyes were red.

Although I don't believe it, I just imagined it, and my heart was inexplicably pulled over.

He doesn't like this feeling, the feeling of being pulled by Bai Weiwei.

Bai Weiwei’s words are simply pouring oil on the fire.

When he saw her not snoring, he almost asked him, "Do you really have the idea of ​​sleeping gold?"

This is a lot of entertainment, she looks good, it is easy to climb who's bed.

Ou Jinmo’s eyes began to distort, and the cold shadows hidden under the pure and beautiful appearance for many years began to spread.

The man is in the shadows, his eyes are sharp and terrible, and the delicate face is chilly.

Angels are not like, it is like a devil.

Bai Weiwei didn't seem to pay attention to his changes. He didn't care much about it: "It's none of your business, even if you can't sleep, you can't sleep on your head."

Just finished, a finger pressed her lips.

Forced, she frowned slightly.

Then she heard an indifferent voice, glaring at her ear and saying, "No sleep, how do you know that you can't sleep?"

Bai Weiwei was a stiff man.

I can hardly believe that her voice was shaking.

"Ou Jinmo, you let me go, I am going to record the show."

Finally, I saw different fluctuations from her face.

The expression that is scared is better than the attitude of being polite.

The badness of Ou Jinmo’s heart rushed out. He didn’t know that he had hidden so many terrible thoughts in his heart.

I have been wearing an angel for too long, and I think I am a little angel.

Who knows that he has a dirty swamp in his heart?

Ou Jinmo even felt relaxed, because on this side, he only showed her.

He actually believed her and would not say it.

He smiled, his smile was not pure, and she noticed that she had been shrinking her neck and wanted to resist his closeness.

Feel the trembling of her fear.

"You said, I am biting a tooth print here, and you can sit down on the black material of the gold master."

Bai Weiwei immediately retorted, "I don't."

Ou Jinmo squinted, the amber in the eyelids, with the fire, turned out to be amazing.

"You can actually have..."

He paused, and his tone was a little serious.

"I just wanted to have a small singer who would sing, you have to think about it."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

This person is set to collapse, and the point is not.

The last one, sleep. kisses

(End of this chapter)