The Protagonists are All Villains (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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Lu Zheng's eyes widened, the muscles in his arms tightened, and his voice was like ice, "Dirty?"

Ji Shengxi suddenly felt boring.

She's so calm.

The place where she had been bitten was soggy and chilly, the sense of touch was particularly sharp, and the nerve on his forehead tapped a few times.

Lu Zheng let go of his hand, trying to wipe off the saliva with a tissue, and wipe off the warm and moist feeling she had just wrapped in her.

Ji Shengxi quickly picked up the tissue with his eyes fast. "If you want to wipe, wipe your clothes."

Lu Zhengyan said concisely, "Take it."

"No."

Ji Shengxi laughed like a goblin, with irritating teeth, and couldn't help being tempted.

Very nerve-wracking.

Lu Zheng got up unexpectedly, leaned over and wanted to snatch it from her hand, Ji Shengxi flashed quickly, his hand back, and did not let him succeed.

He walked around the table, and Ji Shengxi was about to run away, but her shoulders were contained, and she quickly put the tissue directly into her chest.

He has the ability to reach out in public.

The profile of Lu Zheng's face was narrowed, his eyes narrowed, "Bet me?"

Ji Shengxi smiled charmingly, "How?"

Lu Zheng is an activist, condensing her for a few seconds, pulling her arm, forcibly pulling her elsewhere, isolating everyone's sight, and then going into her neckline.

Ji Shengxi pressed, "Playing rogue?"

Lu Zheng said nothing.

"I will call... um..."

She was pushed against the wall and her mouth was covered. Just when she was surprised to grab his hand, the hem of the dress was pulled out of her pants, a gust of wind blew in, and the paper fell to the ground.

Lu Zheng looked down at the small pack of paper, his nerves loosened a little, bent down to pick it up, but the moist feeling on his arm had disappeared.

It doesn't matter if you wipe it or not.

Hey.

He sighed in his heart and took the tissue in his pocket.

"Lu Zheng."

Ji Shengxi called him.

"What do you want to talk nonsense about?"

"You're only eighteen, not thirty-eight, why are you keeping a face cold? It's really pretty to be blind to this face." Ji Shengxi raised his hand and touched it lightly, "This eyebrow, eyes, The people you created are too special, excellent."

Lu Zheng was motionless and unstoppable, and his expressions were unpretentious.

She clearly felt that the texture under his skin was a little stiff, just a second before her fingertips were about to fall on his thin lips, he spoke, and his voice was not cold, but neither hot nor calm.

"Don't you love next to me?"

Her hand was retracted, her head leaned forward in front of him, exhaling like blue, "probably drunk."

He showed no mercy, "No wonder he did this."

She made? ?

Ji Shengxi taught, "You can't chat like this, it will look very boring, and it will easily make girls angry."

"so what?"

"Then you can't find your wife. The bachelor is so pitiful all his life."

Now Lu Zheng is a bit skeptical that she might have drunk too much before saying such things.

For the first time, she will talk to him in the most common way of chatting.

Not an indifferent attitude.

Ji Shengxi poked his face with his index finger, "If you are a little softer, just a little, the person chasing you can line up a few streets, where like now, others dare to look far away."

"Oh."

Almost indifferent to the waves.

Ji Shengxi was dissatisfied, and he retaliated a few times.

Lu Zheng pulled down her hand that made a blame on his face, "I don't need you to teach me."

Ji Shengxi grabbed his clothes with both hands and leaned against his chest, where he was like a mountain pestle, immobile.