Qin Mu looked at Ji Liting and Jing Weiwei who were dancing beside him. Their postures were particularly close, and they were very compatible together, the kind that was made of heaven and earth.
However, no matter how beautiful Jing Weiwei is, she always feels that only Tang Ying and Ji Liting are together can be considered a perfect match.
When Qin Mu was in a state of ecstasy, Yan Lishu pinched his waist and exclaimed softly in pain, “Why are you pinching me!”
Also?
This word sounds so unpleasant!
Yan Lishu sneered coldly, “Your eyes are about to touch that person!”
When he saw Qin Mu, who was dressed in beautiful clothes, he ate the taste, and sour bubbles kept rising.
I just want to take Qin Mu away and lock him up, not let anyone see him.
Qin Mu had a lot of words to say, but when he saw Yan Lishu, the anger accumulated over the past month suddenly popped up.
I deliberately angered him, “Sir, who do I think, it seems that it has nothing to do with you, right?”
Yan Lishu’s face sank as Qin Mu, bringing her closer to her chest, “What are you calling me?”
Even if she met for the first time in M Country, she would at most call herself Mr. Yan.
Now it’s fine, even the word Yan is gone.
Qin Mu pulled the corner of his lips, “Sorry, who are you?”
Seeing Qin Mu pretending not to know him in front of him, his anger burned even more vigorously.
“Don’t you know me?” He pinched Qin Mu’s hand tightly, “It seems that I should give you a good memory later and let you remember who I am!”
Qin Mu pushed him away vigorously, “You let go, I don’t want to dance with you!”
Holding her firmly in his eyes, “Do you think you can run away?”