Su Jinghuan Zheng Zheng felt a sense of inexplicable familiarity. He was just about to recover his shoulder when he stepped, and he was patted gently.

"Why are you staying here alone?"
Zhou Jinheng looked at him with a glass in one hand and a smile on Su Jinghuan’s shoulder.
Su Jinghuan recovered and smiled faintly. "It’s okay. Just now, a girl mistook one for another."
Zhou Jinheng cast a glance in the distance. MuYunZe and Gao Ge have mixed into the crowd and can’t see the trace.
"Come on, let’s meet some friends and ask them for help in Haicheng."
Su Jinghuan should put a cup and follow Zhou Jinheng in the opposite direction.
Mu Yunze led a song all the way around the bustling crowd. Usually, it’s not a girl. It’s very quiet today.
He clenched his hands in the palm of his hand, pursed his lips, and waited until there were few people to stop and stretch out his hand to provoke her. "What happened just now?"
The mood of singing is not as surging as it was just now, but the tremor that remains in my heart is not easily dissipated.
She barely pulled a corner of her mouth and whispered, "Just now Mrs. Han said you called me, so I came to you and accidentally mistook that gentleman for you."
The president frowned and pressed his lips for a long time before asking, "I look like him?"
Shake one’s head loudly
"Then what can be mistaken?"
"Because everyone is wearing a white shirt"
A white shirt with the same slender, tall and straight figure is really easy to mistake for someone else if it is not for two people together.
But Mu Yunze was not satisfied with the answer. He reached out and took off her mask, bowed his head and bit her lip. He put his tongue into her mouth and licked it carefully while she was eating pain.
Gao Ge was forced to raise his head and bear passively.
Familiar feelings encroach on the senses, singing and breathing become urgent. Some of her legs are weak and she can’t help sliding. Mu Yunze hooks her waist and leans her against the wall. When the kiss is over, she sings, her eyes are red, like a peach blossom in March, beautiful and enchanting.
His eyes darkened and his thumb gently pressed her rosy lips and his voice hoarse. "Will you admit your mistake after that?"
Singing immediately shook his head.
The president’s adult contentedly pinched her face and whispered, "Be good and take you to eat cake."
He went to the kitchen to ask the pastry chef for a black forest cake, which was Gao Song’s favorite taste.
Singing a song touched my heart and stared at the cake for a long time without moving.
MuYunZe frowned "what? Don’t like it? "
Singing shook her head, picked it up with a spoon, dug a spoon and filled it in her mouth. The sweet and greasy taste made her satisfied and narrowed her eyes.
"delicious?"
he asked
Nod with a high voice
"I’ll try it."
He said, that’s it. She doesn’t care if it’s her leftovers. She just licked it.
With a frown, she pursed her lips and commented, "It’s not as delicious as your mouth just now."
This sentence makes you feel cheeky and sing, and your cheeks are a little hot.
She coughed and hastily put the cake away and said, "I’m going to wash my hands", so she was spineless.
wash one’s hands
Singing loudly, she bowed a handful of water and patted her cheek gently in front of the mirror, which made her feel a little clear from her dizziness just now.
Just now, I almost fell.
Mu Yunze can really hold people to the sky when she hurts people, which is why she has been relentless for three years.
He gave her the most extreme tenderness and affection, made her crave this illusory warmth, but patted her face for a second and told her not to be silly. It was not love.
Nothing is more cruel than this, so she tries to restrain her heart from crossing the line again, because she doesn’t need to be hurt if she doesn’t love.
She stayed in front of the mirror for a long time until her lips were as perfect as before.
There is a passageway near the guardrail when you wash your hands on the deck.
Gao Ge had just walked a few meters when he heard someone arguing.
"I don’t want to accompany you to play any more drama about the couple’s deep feelings. I’ve had enough of this hypocrisy of’ Mrs. Han’. I can’t call it hypocrisy anymore!"
Is the sound of singing Zheng essence?
As if to confirm her guess, Han Zhaoxue’s voice will ring in a second.
"Play not to also want to play! Essence, don’t forget that everything today is caused by you. Can you get rid of it if you have had enough of one sentence? "
I don’t know how many times his voice is colder than before, and even onlookers feel special.
"It’s right for you." Bai Suyin trembled slightly, and the cold sea breeze hit her face and sang loudly. She was hesitating to go around from the other side when she heard her say, "Han Zhaoxue, let’s divorce. I don’t want anything."
Han Zhaoxue’s face suddenly changed tone and became gloomy. He grabbed Essence’s slender wrist and gnashed his teeth. "Say it again!"
"Say it again and again, it’s all the same." Essence looked at him with a white face. "If you think it will affect your face with Korea’s family, then now I will announce on the spot that I have a new love with Essence."
"Shut up!"
Han Zhaoxue was in a terrible mood, saying that he went to pull Essence’s arm.
Essence like determined to clean up with him two people tore up directly on the deck.
Suddenly, the hull gently bumped and sang, feeling that the body was shaking. I just held the guardrail and stabilized my body. When she heard the sound of "dong", she looked over there again. When the guardrail was lined with roads, Han Zhaoxue was left staring at the deep blue of the sea like ink, and I could vaguely see a little lavender fabric struggling.
Chapter 6 Active Kissing
Almost no need to sing, kick off your shoes, take off your coat and jump over the guardrail when you react.
At this time, Han Zhaoxue seems to have just recovered. He shook his hand, took off his suit and jumped with him.