"Summer, Yi, Mo!"

"Can I pinch you to death?!"

Mu Jingchen's face was gloomy, his good-looking eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his beautiful eyes were staring at a brilliance of unknown meaning. Under the dazzling light, the handsome 360 degrees have no dead ends, but the whole body is shrouded in a heavy aura.

Xia Yimo: "......"

Quickly covered the love letter with his little arm, his little body lay on the desk, his big eyes blinked, and he shook his little head, "Mu Jingchen, I haven't finished writing yet, this is an incomplete version!" ”

Mu Jingchen smiled yinyin, his chest rose and fell, he took a deep breath, leaned down, rubbed her little head with his big hand, and said patiently: "I see you wrote a whole page, be good, show me." ”

The incomplete version is written like this, and the full version is worried that he will be able to pinch her to death in minutes after reading the full version, and return to the furnace to rebuild it.

Other people's love letters are full of affection.

The love letter written by her own girl, after reading it, "cultivated her sentiment".

The mood has risen to a new level.

Xia Yimo saw that he was angry and shook his head: "Don't!" ”

"Xia Yimo, show it to me now, I promise not to beat you!"

"I don't believe what you say!"

There was silence in the small study.

Xia Yimo just turned his little head and wanted to see Mu Jingchen, his waist tightened suddenly, and the next moment, the whole person was stopped and picked up!

The little head is facing back, and it is carried on the shoulder!

Mu Jingchen was more than eight meters tall, and in an instant, he felt a strong gravitational pull. The little head was congested, Xia Yimo was dizzy in front of him, looking at Mu Jingchen's long figure, and begging for mercy.

"Mu Jingchen, I'll show you, you let me down!"

"It's late!"

"The first time I wrote it, I didn't ask Du Niang, who knows how to write it!"

The four words "written for the first time" pleased Mu Jingchen very well.

The corners of his lips rose with a beautiful arc, Mu Jingchen picked up the love letter from the desk with one hand, only glanced at it, his chest rose and fell, and he felt that his mood had been tempered.

Mu Jingchen: The first love letter written by "......" is all this virtue?

From childhood to adulthood, there were countless love letters handed to him by girls, and he didn't even bother to open them. I knew that today, I should have glanced at it at the beginning, compared it, and saw if his family should be beaten!

"Mu Jingchen, haven't you finished reading it, I'm going to die!" There was a wail behind him.

Mu Jingchen suddenly put Xia Yimo on the table, threw the "love letter" in her hand, and said angrily: "Read it to me word by word, otherwise don't want to eat tonight!" ”

Xia Yimo: "......" She will complain to Mu's mother in a while!

looked at the love letter he wrote, read it in front of Mu Jingchen himself, and was a little embarrassed, raised his little face and asked, "Can you ......?" ”

"No, you can't!"

"Ahem," Xia Yimo cleared her throat, peeked again, and finally said stubbornly: "Mu Jingchen, the first time I saw you, I feel that you are bad everywhere except for your beautiful face!" Bully me, fix me, trick me, do anything! .......”

Sonorous and powerful, the tone is frustrated, and the feeling is strong, Mu Jingchen's face is instantly darker than the night sky.

Mu Jingchen: "...... Skip this one!! ”

"Oh," Xia Yimo nodded his little head, sat on the table, remembered those pasts, the corners of his lips were slightly curled, his eyebrows and eyes were bent into small crescents, and his calves swayed back and forth: "If you run around without shoes, you will beat me; If you don't blow your hair and climb into bed, you will knock me; If you only knock snacks and don't eat, you will ......"