“Cold, I didn't expect you to show up in front of me.” She glanced at the ink around her and lifted a strand of her hair in her hand to play, not glancing at the cold, and said softly.

Cold snorted, “Why wouldn't you? Do you really think I'm afraid of you? ”

“Oh?” Mu Tianlang frowned.

Ink slapped her hand and her hair was not for him to play with.

“Glass.” Tianlang instantly changed his expression, Chu Chu looked at Ink Glass pitifully, "You punched her hand so painfully! ”

Cough... the ink poured a sip of water choking, and I glanced at Tianlang, “Don't you dare disgust me any more! ”

“Of course... dare you!” Tianlang's hands grabbed the lumbar limbs of the ink tilt with great skill, holding the body of the ink tilt close to herself and the lips slowly approaching the ink tilt.

Her pale and tender cheeks were suddenly red. Her hands pressed against Xiong and in front of her. "You, you... are now under the public! ”

The corners of Tianlang's lips snapped up, and the blue eyes glowed with a different glow, "Oh, I know, my little glass must be shy. So... let's go back to the room later... Continue! ”

“Pfft...” The ink was almost exhaled by Tianlang. Fortunately, however, after Mu Tianlang finished this sentence, he slowly let go of his hand holding her waist and limbs, so Ink put up with it.

The cold opposite looked at the two of them shouting at each other, and the anger gradually appeared on their faces. “Mu Tianlang, I am not here to see you shouting at each other today. ”

“Oh? I thought you were just here to see how happy Glass and I were!” Tianlang smiled back.

Whoever says the battle of tongues refers to a woman, she looks at men and fairies.

Cold squeezed his fist and half heard him bite his teeth and say: "Shu Tianlang, don't tease me anything else. Let me ask you something. What did you do with the chill? ”

Cold?

Ink leaned surprised. She looked at the cold and moved her gaze to Tianlang's face. Does he know the cold?

“Cold? Who is it? Oh... I remember, that snowy fox.” Tianlang frowned, thought, and made a sudden enlightenment, "she said," I told her to go back to your tribe. Now I'm afraid she's eating incense and drinking spicy in your family. ”

“You... open your mouth!” There is some wind and rain hidden in the cold, "she said," she did not return to the clan at all. Did you kill her? "”

“What, are you coming to get justice for her today?” Neither admitted nor denied, the more this attitude irritates the cold. If you look at the ink spills next to you, you can't help but catch the cold and take the lead.

But it was stopped by ink.

“What are you doing?” Cold watched as they stopped their ink, more so with no breath. Are they really together? Did she really forget herself? Is she really going to do it for him?

“Stop.” The ink poured softly.

When his gaze touched a cold pair of red eyes, the ink poured into his breath - the fox was still so indiscriminate and impulsive.

“Let's talk about it when we're clear.” The ink poured gently.

“Things are clear enough, there's nothing to say.” The cold voices are filled with fury. He hated himself for being so impulsive, but he couldn't help but get angry when he watched the ink slide behind him.