The Boss is Very Busy

After she said this, the whole room fell into dead silence.

The girl's eyes were dull, she stared at the person in front of her in a daze, the juvenile forehead covered her white forehead, and her delicate cheeks were hidden in the dim environment.

As if he had forgotten how to speak, Ai Wei couldn't make a sound at all. His jewel-like clear and clear eyes blinked helplessly, and he could almost clearly hear his heartbeat.

Ai Wei shrank her shoulders unnaturally, but she was still under the chin frivolously by the other party, and she did not hide.

The boy's posture was lazy and peaceful, and the touch of his fingertips was delicate, as if he felt interesting.

My fingertips even lightly rubbed a few times.

She grabbed the flowers on the skirt, almost all the flowers decorated on the tulle, she said nothing, did not say whether it was good or not. There was a stalemate in silence between the two.

The next moment, MuMian was uttered, and there was still a slight smile in her pleasant voice, which was very shallow but could not be ignored, she spoke lazily and smoothly.

"I teased you."

Ai Wei was stunned again. The violent heartbeat gradually subsided, and the corners of her lips straightened.

The pretty cheeks looked cold.

She was obviously not a girl, so why did she feel her heart beating faster for what Saint Lex had just said, the redness on the girl's white cheeks gradually faded.

In the end, she almost fell into a layer of hell.

Ai Wei silently lowered her long and thick eyelashes, her trembling eyes were hidden, and she would indeed feel distressed and accelerated because of the other's words.

But if the other party knew her true identity, would he be disgusted with her?

She has never had any such emotions and feelings for anyone other than MuMian, and thought carefully about these one after another.

But I dare not say, nor can I say. The true self is far from what the other person sees at the moment.

In fact, MuMian mentioned her throat just now, she just wanted to play a little gangster on her little brother, but she forgot her identity.

... She is still a boy in the eyes of the little brother.

Although the other party is a **** the surface, judging from the other's flat condition with almost no ups and downs, she is a girl at her age.

It shouldn't be like this.

But a boy held his chin so frivolously and asked him if he could give him a kiss. I am afraid that the image of myself in the other's heart is gone.

The two went back to the room with their own minds.

MuMian took a bath and lay on her. She stroked the broken hair on her forehead, revealing her white and smooth forehead, thinking of a headache.

How should I show my identity to my little brother?

She lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

The two have always been very close, but because of their identity, they have never pierced the window paper.

Thinking dazedly, MuMian soon fell asleep, and she had a dream.

Dream.

The petite and lovely girl was wearing a pink princess dress, she stepped on her beautiful princess shoes, and her long golden curly hair remained on her shoulders. Her voice was soft, soft and sweet, and she called out softly.

"St. Lex."

MuMian saw that she smiled softly at the girl, and she saw the girl suddenly stop.

Stand in front of her.

She suddenly pursed her lips and lifted up her skirt silently. Faced with the startled look of the young man, her sky-blue eyes were stained a little at a loss.

"St. Lex, actually..."

"I am a boy."