Chapter 22 The scorching breath sprays out
"will not!"

Wen Xiaoya didn't hesitate.

Si Xingmu had no choice but to overturn his body and move forward, "Then come."

Facing the sudden approaching face, Wen Xiaoya could clearly feel his scorching breath spraying towards him.

——"You don't have to get so close, do you?"

——"Although it's not like I haven't fallen asleep holding his poster before, but it's the first time to face a real person."

——"The skin is so good, there are no pores!"

——"The bridge of the nose is so high!"

——"The mouth is pink..."

"Are you still painting?"

Si Xingmu interrupted her just in time, he couldn't imagine how crazy she would be if this went on.

"painting!"

Wen Xiaoya came back to her senses, took the eyeliner and put a stroke directly between his brows.

A big black spot just appeared on the center of his brow.

"All right."

Wen Xiaoya had already shown mercy.

Si Xingmu raised his eyebrows, "Does it look good?"

"Hahaha, it's beautiful!"

Wen Xiaoya smirked.

[Hahahahahahahahahahahaha what a unique look! !Help! ! 】

[Wen Xiaoya, return my handsome husband! ! 】

[Brother, why don't I send you a mirror, don't trust this woman! 】

"Then come again?"

Si Xingmu put away the chess pieces.

"it is good!"

The two fought more and more bravely.

In the second set, the time was slightly longer than the first set.

It can be seen that Si Xingmu is already serious.

Wen Xiaoya naturally did not dare to underestimate the enemy.

After several contests, Wen Xiaoya lost in the second round.

"Hey, come on."

Willing to admit defeat, Wen Xiaoya raised her face and leaned forward.

Si Xingmu picked up a lipstick in his bag without hesitation, and directly pinched her small face with his hands.

Wen Xiaoya was forced to pout her mouth and looked up at him: "Huh?"

"Here's a big one for you!"

The corner of Si Xingmu's mouth curled mischievously, and then used lipstick to draw a sausage mouth on her again, and then went around the cheek, forehead, to the other cheek, and returned to the corner of the mouth.

"????"

A string of question marks appeared above Wen Xiaoya's head.

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]

[I blamed Sister Ya wrongly, Brother Mu is even more ruthless! 】

[These two crouching dragon and phoenix chicks! 】

"nice!"

Si Xingmu withdrew his hand in satisfaction, very proud of his masterpiece.

Wen Xiaoya frowned, dubiously took out a small mirror from her bag, glanced at it, and gasped for a moment, "Zai Zai, you are so ruthless!"

"Hmm, be entertaining."

Si Xingmu returned the lipstick to her.

Wen Xiaoya clenched her back teeth, raised her eyebrows, "Okay, come again!!"

Wen Xiaoya's desire to fight was aroused and she couldn't hold it back.

The two started a new round.

This time, both sides did not underestimate the enemy. After going back and forth several times, there was still no winner.

[Gobang feels like playing Go! 】

[The atmosphere is so tense, it's about to explode! 】

[Have these two forgotten that they are on a romance show?What about the game? 】

Both of them wanted to kill each other very much.

Finally, after several rounds of fighting, Si Xingmu lost.

"Hahahaha, I won!!"

Wen Xiaoya danced happily.

Si Xingmu shrugged, and sighed in resignation: "All right, be merciful."

"Impossible, I'm going to put a big turtle on your face this time!"

What kind of person is Wen Xiaoya? He repays kindness for kindness and revenge for revenge.

Changing the eyeliner into lipstick, she knelt down in front of him, and painted on his cheek seriously.

Si Xingmu didn't resist, and quietly let her dominate.

Wen Xiaoya seemed to have relaxed a lot, so when facing Si Xingmo, she lost her previous restraint and drew extra seriously.

The distance between the two is also getting closer.

It was so close that Si Xingmu could clearly smell the fragrance that belonged to her.

And the hot breath sprayed on the cheeks.

In an instant, he felt as if a stone had been thrown into the heart lake, causing ripples on the surface of the water.

"Okay!"

At this time, Wen Xiaoya had already finished drawing the turtle.

She looked at Si Xingmu.

Si Xingmu also turned his head.

The gazes of the two met.

Stare up close.

In the man's dark eyes, there was sparkle, and he looked at her burningly.

Wen Xiaoya's heart beat violently.

[Damn, these two are starting to make pink bubbles again! 】

[If you continue to do this, I will start spreading rumors! ! 】

[What is mother fan?At the moment, I only have CP in my eyes!Hit me! ! 】

[Sister Ya, do you want to consider becoming a wife fan? 】

Wen Xiaoya lost his mind for a while, then suddenly withdrew his gaze, and stepped back.

Si Xingmu also blinked, "Is that all right?"

"Um, all right!"

Wen Xiaoya didn't dare to look at him again.

Si Xingmu also picked up the mirror and took a look.

Seeing the word bastard in the little turtle on his face, he smiled helplessly, "It's so cruel!"

"Each each other."

Wen Xiaoya didn't take it seriously.

At this time, Si Xingmu's cell phone rang.

It's a takeout call.

After hanging up, Si Xingmu glanced at Wen Xiaoya, then thought of what was on his face, and asked with a smile, "Who's going to get it?"

"Guess the punch, whoever loses will go!"

"Row."

The two clenched their fists, "Rock, paper, scissors!"

At the same time shot.

Wen Xiaoya is like scissors, while Si Xingmu is like a rock.

"I won, you go."

Si Xingmu leaned back in his chair lazily, and spoke in a leisurely manner.

"No, two wins in three rounds, there are still two more."

Wen Xiaoya cheated.

"Why didn't you just say that?"

"You didn't ask."

"Row."

Si Xingmu followed her and came again.

This time, Si Xingmu lost and Wen Xiaoya won.

"The last game!"

"Come!"

Wen Xiaoya worked hard, and finally made a pair of scissors.

When she saw that what Si Xingmu had brought out was cloth, she happily stood up and ran around twice.

"Great! You go! You go!!"

Si Xingmu: "..."

[My brother doesn't want to lose face? ? (angry)]

[Wen Xiaoya, are you sure you are a fan?My brother is going to expel your fan membership! ! 】

[I can see, what pink bubbles, what idols, they don't exist.Sister Ya only wants to win! ! 】

[Sister Ya said: I have already taken the Meteor Pill, and I have cut off love and love! 】

"The delivery boy is waiting for you! Go, go!"

Wen Xiaoya urged him.

Si Xingmu had no choice but to get up and leave.

When he got to the elevator, he didn't forget to stop, looked back at her and said, "If my manager informs me that I've lost my followers tomorrow, you will bear half of the responsibility."

"Hahahahahaha..."

Wen Xiaoya's laughter was deafening.

Si Xingmu couldn't help curling his lips, and finally turned around and went downstairs.

On the first floor, after resting, the other guests were all active in the living room.

When they heard the sound coming from the elevator, they all looked over.

"Did they come down?"

Su Qianyi looked expectantly.

The elevator door opens.

Si Xingmu walked out calmly.

"puff--"

The first person to be surprised was Huo Le who was closest to the elevator, "Brother Xingmu, your face..."

(End of this chapter)

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