Don't Come Ill (MTL)

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Xiao Jin looked up at the rising elevator floor numbers, suddenly bit her lip and chuckled, then turned her head and buried her face on the shoulder of the wooden pillow creek.

Muzhenxi: "???"

I don't know where I saw an unproven sentence: once we hold hands, the progress will be fast.

Just like now, Xiao Jin can already leaned her face on her shoulder so naturally.

But Muzhenxi still followed the question in his heart and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

There are others in the elevator. Xiao Jin raised her face slightly and pressed her ears and said, "Haruki Murakami said, if I love you, and you happen to love me, I will smile for you when your hair gets messy. Dial a call, and then, with nostalgia, your hand stays on your post for a few more seconds."

So Muzhenxi suddenly helped her get her hair straightened just because she wanted to express her love! It must be! Not so!

Muzhenxi was itchy in her ears, and she uttered a no-nonsense sigh, and her eyes motioned to her to turn her head.

Xiao Jin saw that she had something to say, so she knowingly moved her ear to her lips.

Muzhenxi stared at her crystal ear. Xiao Jin is a typical southerner. She has a slender frame and a small face. Even her ears are smaller than ordinary people. It may also be because the wooden pillow creek filter is too thick. She thinks Xiao Jin's ears are hers. The best-looking I have ever seen, the convoluted shape of the ear valley is as beautiful as a carefully crafted handicraft, the skin is too white, and the fluff is almost invisible to the naked eye, only if you touch it carefully, you can vaguely feel it. The delicate touch beyond the softness.

Xiao Jin couldn't hear her words, turned her head to look at her, and saw her look lost.

Xiao Jin's free hand hugged Muzhenxi's arm and leaned toward her completely. Feeling the peculiar appearance of being squeezed by the fullness of his arm, Muzhenxi quickly closed his gaze back and fixed on Xiao Jin's face with a smug smile.

She faintly said: "Murakami Haruki also said, if I love you and you accidentally don't love me, your hair is messed up, I will only gently tell you that your hair is messed up. What did I say just now? Is coming?"

The corners of Xiao Jin's upward mouth stiffened, and she hit her with his forehead with anger.

Muzhen Creek was hit by a small step back and stood firm, pretending to be wronged, accusing, "How do you hit someone?"

Xiao Jin said: "I just want to domestic violence you."

The other people in the elevator watched their noses and noses, and the two girls exchanged glances with each other faintly.

Sister 1: [Flirting and scolding? 】

The sister nodded unconsciously.

Then the two leaned together and bit their ears.

If there is no one next to Xiao Jin, Muzhenxi still has to be shameless. Not to mention that the two of them are of the same sex. Even if she has a boyfriend, she is not used to showing affection in public, so she cast a warning look at Xiao Jin.

The elevator went up from the underground garage, and there were people on each floor. Suddenly, there were more people on this floor, and the sparsely standing people in the elevator spontaneously retreated inward.

The two of them stood in the corner, their range of motion was minimized. The Wooden Pillow Creek had always protected her inside. Xiao Jin asked her in a voice that only two people could hear: "Can I hold your waist?"