"What are you watching me do?" Ling Bing's face began to turn red. Seeing Zhang Muyang looking at her with a smirk, she pushed her hard, trying to push him away, but unfortunately Zhang Muyang hugged him very tightly. She didn't use much strength. After pushing her, she hugged her tighter. In order to save her face, she could only hammer Zhang Muyang's chest as a punishment, but the strength was no different from stroking her.

Looking at her cute appearance, Zhang Muyang felt aroused, and could no longer control it. He bowed his head and kissed him. Ling Bing smiled and refused to let him go.

"Don't think of taking advantage of me." Ling Bing pushed Zhang Muyang's chest with one hand, wrinkled her cute little nose, and said with a smile.

"Really?" Zhang Muyang asked with a smile.

Zhang Muyang's forehead was pressed against her little head, preventing her little face from running around. His breathing was a bit hot, and Ling Bing's little face became even redder, as red as a ripe apple, making people want to take a bite gently.

Faced with the smile of the villain in front of her, Ling Bing didn't say anything. She didn't know what to say, but she felt suddenly feeling panic in her heart, as if a deer was ramming around.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Zhang Muyang didn't ask much, just looked at her, hugged her, and gently sniffed the faint body fragrance on her body. Suddenly, Zhang Muyang felt that he had lived too tight before, and that all his things were planned for the future, for practice or something else.

I never stopped to look at the scenery along the way, and stopped to see the beauty beside me, otherwise such a dangerous thing would not have happened this time.

"Bing'er."

"Um?"

"sorry!"

"Ah?" Ling Bing didn't understand why he apologized.

"I may have ignored you a little before. I apologize to you, but I really like you, the kind of love I like." This was the first time Ling Bing heard Zhang Muyang's confession in such a soft voice. She only felt sweet in her heart, sweeter than anything she had eaten. The anxiety and melancholy she had on her body disappeared in an instant.

She looked at Zhang Muyang's eyes and replied seriously: "So too."

In fact, her pure and only girlish heart has long been lingered on Zhang Muyang, and she can't pull it down. Even if she experiences life and death, she can't pull it down.

Hearing her say this, Zhang Muyang suddenly laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Ling Bing was a little puzzled. Such a beautiful moment, such a love-hearted moment, and his small moment, it was a bit of a destructive atmosphere.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly feel that I, Zhang Muyang, are the happiest person in the world. Do you think I can't laugh?" Zhang Muyang wrapped his arms around Ling Bing's soft waist and squeezed his chest. Zhang Muyang was almost obsessed with it and couldn't extricate himself. He just wanted to ravage the lovely person in his arms.

Ling Bing's eyes were blurred at this time, with a scorching pink dizzy floating on her shy cheeks, and a confusing charm on her long eyelashes. She pressed her hands against Zhang Muyang, her bright red lips slightly opened, and bursts of fragrance were emitted in her breath. The two lips opened and closed, bringing endless temptation.

Under Zhang Muyang's somewhat hot eyes, she didn't dare to look at Zhang Muyang, and she felt that she was itchy and numb all over.

She glanced at Zhang Muyang secretly, and saw that he was still looking at him like that, and instantly buried her head in Zhang Muyang's arms. She was suddenly thinking just now, what does it feel like to kiss? What does it feel like to kiss first?

In between, she had never thought so, but for some reason, she was full of this question mark in her mind now, and she must be sick.

"Bing'er?" Zhang Muyang shouted softly in her ear. Ling Bing subconsciously raised her head. Before she could respond, her soft lips were already in her mouth domineeringly. For a moment, she was a little helpless and didn't know what to do, but just subconsciously closed her eyes.

It is natural that everyone has their own experience of what the first kiss is, but at this time Ling Bing felt this feeling, just like the blooming of flowers in the mountains and fields in spring, which is comparable to all the beautiful things in the world.

At this time, whether in front of Ling Bing's eyes or in his mind, they were all Zhang Muyang's shadow. She had occupied her heart, and she wanted to bring his heart in, and then she broke it apart and tied the two hearts together.

"Do you like it?" Zhang Muyang asked.

Ling Bing smiled shyly, and did not hide this time, but nodded with a red face.

"I like it too." Zhang Muyang said lightly, capturing Ling Bing again, and at the same time, his dog paws were inappropriate, quietly climbed up.

He didn't go to find another place and went straight to the high ground. Just when Zhang Muyang wanted to succeed, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang, which made the original thing happen. Zhang Muyang hung up the phone without thinking. How could he be disturbed at such a wonderful moment?

But good things got worse. He just hung up the phone, and Ling Bing's phone rang again. It was Ling Bing's parents who called it, and they had to understand that the two of them had already prepared the meal at home and asked them to go back to eat.

He was interrupted twice in a row, and no matter how good the atmosphere was, he disappeared. Looking at Zhang Muyang who was a little depressed, Ling Bing giggled and stood on tiptoe to kiss him on his face.

Then he held his arm and said, "Okay, don't have a bad face. Go home for dinner. By the way, how did you know something happened to me?"

Zhang Muyang said: "Do you believe in telepathy?"

"Don't believe it!"

"real."

"I can only believe you once. Since you are here to see my parents, why don't you know how to bring some gifts? It's so rude."

"Ah? Can I blame me? I'm so anxious, so I can't care about so much."

"I think you did it on purpose, hum~"

What Zhang Muyang didn't know was that while he was living a happy world of two people, Guo Zirui and others gathered together far away from Zhonghai.

Seeing Wen Jian put down his cell phone, Guo Zirui asked, "Didn't the boss answer the phone?"

Wen Jian said in a bad mood: "You are not talking nonsense, he just died. What am I guess?"

Lao Ba asked in confusion: "What?"

Wen Jian gestured his middle finger: "Get out, you understand better than anyone else."

"This is what you said, I will tell you a slander."

Guo Zirui stopped them and said, "Okay, okay, you two say you still can't call this phone number, after all, this matter..."

"Let's not fight for the moment. Chunxiao is worth a fortune in one moment. Besides, we have been practicing for so long, it's time to try our skills." Wen Jian showed off his chest muscles. He has been trained recently. He has a body of tendon and wants to have fun.

"I mean it, let's go down and try it first. If you can't, then look for the boss." This is also the same thing as Lao Ba.

"Okay, that's it."
Chapter completed!