The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

——I don’t hurt specimens!

At this moment, Mo Yanyang heard that voice, it was like a ghost came to kill him in the middle of the night.

Mo Yanyang squeezed her mouth and dared not cry. If one day chooses the bad luck champion, she will do her part.

It's all special. How did Xie Xize come here?

Is he the devil?

Yes, he is the devil!

Hearing this voice, Mo Yanyang didn't dare to turn around, so scared that the phone fell to the ground, the phone was not turned off, and the voice of Lan Dongzhi faintly came from inside.

"No, Xie Xize is so perverted? Anyhow, he is a man. Seeing you such a lively beauty, no, he has to sit back and relax. How did the hot strips come from? Tanyang... Tanyang... eh, I seemed to hear a man’s voice just now..."

Mo Yanyang swallowed, she seemed to hear the countdown to her life.

She saw a black figure on the ground and slowly approached her.

Mo Yanyang ran as soon as he wanted to, but... his legs were soft and couldn't run.

"What else, keep talking and listen." Xie Xize walked up to Mo Yanyang.

Mo Yanyang felt the breath coming from him, with a faint smell of disinfectant, mixed with the chilly mint scent on his body, a bit like alcohol, making her a little bit on top.

She licked her lips, "No...no...actually, I...I...all nonsense, I...cheap, I just babble, nonsense...you, don't you think you have heard it?"

Xie Xize stretched out his hand and stroked Mo Yanyang's black hair that fell in front of him, exposing white and small ears.

Xie Xize's throat was itchy, and he lowered his head close, whispering in her ear: "No, I heard it."

He sticks it too close, his mouth opens and closes when he speaks, and if he touches his ears like nothing.

Mo Yanyang felt that his ears were bitten by a small bug, and itchy, spreading to his heart.

Mo Yanyang trembled all over, and one ear quickly turned red at the speed that the naked eye could see.

Mo Yanyang backed away in fright: "Wu...Uncle Wu, why are you... here? This...it's...in the middle of the night..."

Xie Xize took a step forward: "Can't sleep, come out for a walk."

He suddenly smiled: "It just so happens that I heard some interesting words..."

Mo Yanyang wants to curse, go to your sister's walk, lie to ghosts!

She almost didn't scare a myocardial infarction just now.

Mo Yanyang wore a coral velvet pajamas without buttons and a belt around his waist.

Xie Xize hooked up the belt and pulled it towards himself a little bit, "So, in your heart, I have always been like this."

Mo Yanyang didn't dare to struggle, her inside was exposed when the belt was opened.

Xie Xize didn't stop until he pulled the person in front of him, but still pinched the belt in his hand.

For Mo Yanyang, that was her lifeline.

Mo Yanyang's face turned pale and waved his hands again and again: "No...no, actually...actually, Wushu, you...you are also pretty good..."

Xie Xize played with Mo Yanyang's belt: "Where is it?"

Mo Yanyang emptied his thoughts and started rainbow fart: "Look, you are from a good background..."

"Nothing new!"

Mo Yanyang: "You are famous at a young age and internationally renowned..."

"Not sincere!"

Mo Yanyang gritted his teeth, what do you want me to say?

"Uncle Wu, you are very handsome, talented, and personable..."

Xie Xize: "Do you think I look good?"

"Of course, I am not blind."

"Since I am so good, then..." Xie Xize paused and looked at it.

Mo Yanyang asked carefully: "What?"

Xie Xize raised her chin: "Mo Yanyang, get married!"

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