But Mu Weileng still looked at Song Xiyue with an evil smile and moved her mouth, "Why don't we just kiss you?"

After saying that, he pressed Song Xiyue's lips again.

Panic, fear, and nervousness instantly filled Song Xiyue's whole body. Her round eyes were wide open, and the crystal tears in her eyes were vividly reflected by the sunlight, with shimmering eyes.

She wanted to push Mu Wei Leng away, but she didn't have enough strength. Looking at the lips that were gradually coming, she even wanted to escape from here in fear.

don't want!!

Stop kissing her again!

He has nothing to do with her, and it is such a mutually opposed relationship. Such a light and light-hearted person is what she is?

The struggle in her eyes and the resistance in her eyes fell into Mu Wei's cold eyes without reservation. His lips finally stopped 2cm away from her.

Mu Wei raised the corners of her cold lips slightly, curled up a sarcastic curve, and asked self-deprecatingly, "Are you afraid or hate me?"

"I'm afraid of you and hate you!" Song Xiyue bit her lower lip, feeling wronged in her heart.

What did she do? This demon wants to pester him like this?

"Are you angry, I treated you so much?" Mu Wei's cold voice was obviously much softer than before.

Unfortunately, this sentence seemed to be fake in Song Xiyue's ears, as if she was hypocritical and wanted her to relax and drain. Maybe she would play tricks on her while she was unprepared.

"I'm so angry that I don't want to talk to me anymore?" Mu Wei Leng rubbed Song Xiyue's pink face with her hand, and asked again, with inexplicable feelings flashing in her eyes.

In the past, every time he bullied her, she would resist with her teeth and claws, but now she stopped talking and even resisted his approach and any kindness.

"Mu Wei Leng, I don't know what tricks you are playing, but I'm very tired and don't want to have any contact with you anymore!" A thin ray of ice condensed deep in the eyes of Song Xiyue, and her eyes looked at Mu Wei Leng as sharply as a blade.

Mu Wei Leng was shocked. He had never seen Song Xiyue show such a fierce look. He was a little scared in his heart in addition to being shocked.

He pressed Song Xiyue's head and pressed his lips against her lips, crushing her fragrance inch by inch.

But Song Xiyue didn't move at all, and the coldness in her eyes poured out.

Feeling that the girl in her arms was not moving at all, Mu Weilen let go of her in disappointment. Seeing her eyes cold and emotionally unconscious, her heart felt as if it was a knife that was scratched by a knife.

"Song Xiyue" Mu Wei took a deep breath and his eyes became darker. He grabbed Song Xiyue's slender fingers and whispered, "If you hate me, just slap me!"

"Beat you?" Song Xiyue smiled coldly and asked back with her lips.

"Or what else do you want?" Mu Weilen tried his best to calm himself down.

"Do you think that the things you did to me can be even if you hit you?" Song Xiyue looked at Mu Wei Leng with a funny look, her eyes were like looking at a child, with a hint of pity.

It seems that he is just pity, and Mu Weileng is a stupid person!

"Haha" Mu Wei chuckled coldly. He held Song Xiyue's slender wrist again, rubbed it gently, and murmured, "Song Xiyue, I will give you a chance to revenge me, don't miss it?"

--Exceeding words does not count as money-
Chapter completed!