Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead's Ex-Boyfriend(ON-HOLD)

Chapter 22

French long kiss your uncle's chicken, Song Yehe, bent eyes silently, but even if he once greeted Zhou Nan's ancestors up and down, he could not directly reject Zhou Nan's big adventure.

After all, he and Xiao Yuanmu's couple status is here, and before he swore Xiao Yuanmu's sovereignty in front of everyone, it was strange to refuse.

So Song Yonghe put all his hopes on Xiao Yuanmu.

He can't refuse, but Xiao Yuanmu can, and he remembers in the book that Xiao Yuanmu doesn't like others to be too close to him, and kissing such things should be more unbearable.

Song Zhenghe didn't speak, but just bent his eyes to Xiao Yuanmu, it seemed that he was soliciting his opinions.

The onlookers quietly exchanged a look, and they believed in Song Ruo and the real trap a little bit. They did not see whom Song Er had done this to before.

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes were cold, and he kept silent with Song Xunhe's eyes, his expression remained unchanged, and no one knew that his fingers on his side were slightly squinting.

Seeing that Xiao Yuanmu did not move but did not refuse, a pair of Qing Lingling's eyes could not see the emotions, Song Yan and hesitation hesitated for a while, only vaguely understood, Xiao Yuanmu was not reborn at this time, even if he did not want to, he would He will directly face his face in front of so many people, and Xiao Renmu will do a lot of conspiracy. At this time, Xiao Yuanmu should have found a lot of information about the Song family. If he directly offends him at this time, he may lose everything.

Thinking of this layer, Song Xunhe knew that he couldn't hide away, so he just stood up and prepared to learn Xue Mian just now, holding his mouth close.

However, as soon as he got up, Zhou Nan, who had been waiting impatiently, snorted, shoved him, and teased, "Kiss, kiss, game, play, don't love each other and give us dog food. Okay. ? "

Song Yanhe was caught off guard by Xiao Yuanmu's arms. The lips touched it, but it was soft and warm with a light mint flavor. It was the toothpaste used by Xiao Yuanmu and his blueberry flavor.

Xiao Yuanmu quietly looked at the face close at hand, his lips were close together, and the bridge of his nose was staggered because he was too high. From his point of view, only Song Ye and his eyes were surprised.

Song Yan and his eyes are not large, but the black and white are very clear, the eyelashes are long and dense, and the end of the eye is slightly drooping. It always looks like a smile, but it is not as hooky as peach eyes, but it looks cheerful and pure. It is very deceptive to look at people with an innocent expression, and it is easy to make people feel good.

However, such a pair of clean and clear eyes, although always with a smile, never put anyone down. Between innocence and purity, it is the coldness and careless cruelty of the game world.

Suddenly, the picture of Song Jiani lying on Song Yehe's body broke into Xiao Yuanmu's mind at noon. The lip print on his cheek and the red glare of his collar were extremely incomparable, but it left him powerless, proud of his self-esteem, and Song Ji and Bu before. The estranged alienation allowed him to stand still, hide the strange tumble, and handed a piece of paper for him to wipe.

Song Yan and his heart kept the seconds in mind, intending to post a meaning of tens of seconds and then confuse them. When they reached ten, they felt their eyes were a little itchy and blinked.

The eyelashes are like wings, and they are gently brushed on Xiao Yuanmu's nose. His raised fingers tremble slightly, and the next time he slightly tilts his head, raises his hands and covers Song Junhe's head, then the tongue. He broke into his mouth and caught his quiet tongue.