Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Qin Shiting's tone was already very bad. He wanted to struggle while reading the song, but he hurriedly put the pen down and ran away.

When she arrived downstairs and went out, she couldn't speak at all, and Qin Shiting took her back to the villa across the street.

When she entered the door, she was pressed to the table: "Sit here and wait. ”

Tiny singing struggled with words: “I've gained weight over the past few days, and I feel like I've got a big face...”

Qin Shiting glanced at her face, obviously very small, ignoring her, and went straight to get her food.

He had been used to cooking food for her before, and she had just made half of it, and suddenly she ran away. Now, of course, she would continue very quickly. Soon, she would put some of her usual favorite food directly on the table.

When she swallowed and swallowed spit, she didn't eat at noon. She was already hungry. Her eyes were going to glow green. She ran away because she was afraid that she wouldn't survive under so many scents. Now she can't resist the temptation of this kind of food. Confusion.

Later, she picked up the chopsticks with tears and touched the bowl. She accidentally ate a bowl and a half of rice. She was desperate to hold on, but she was satisfied. She felt that this meal had made up for all that was missing at noon.

After the meal, she suffered and leaned lazily on his couch: “If you feed me like this every day, if I continue to gain weight, sooner or later, or lose weight, can't you make less good food and let me control the amount of food? ”

Qin Shiting walked by the couch and glanced at her: “Where's fat? ”

When I read the song, I poked my finger in my face: “Look, is my face fat? I feel like it's all turned up. ”

Qin Shiting did not move to look at her, and then walked over and bowed down. He reached down and pinched his hand on her face. He sat up hurriedly as he recited his song. “Ah, it hurts. ”

Then she looked up at him unbelievably: "Why did you suddenly have such a hard hand? You never used to squeeze so hard when you were messing with me. ”

Qin Shiting glanced at her coldly: "Next time, are you still secretly hungry? You don't eat at midnight. Don't you want your stomach? ”

“ …… ”

She hasn't spoken yet, Qin Shiting said another word to her: “The other day at school just went to visit the lab to finish scrapping organs, especially a can of stomach you should have seen, often eating irregularly and losing weight, can't you see? ”

Reading songs: “…”

When I think of the organs I saw at the time, I can't speak directly from reading the song.

She closed her eyes and felt stunned. She just lay back on the sofa. “I can't stand the pain right now. I can't eat or drink too much. If you do less later, I'm not hungry, can I lose weight? ”

“No.”

“Why not?! ”

Qin Shiting held one of her hands and pinched it in her hand: “Too thin, don't mention the words" weight loss "until I have successfully fed you to fat. ”

“I found myself 92 pounds yesterday!” The song buried my face on the sofa, my face was painful: “I gained two pounds! How much more do you want to make me fat? ”

Qin Shiting pinched her slender wrist again: "See if you can feed it to 100 kg a year. ”

“Then kill me anyway!” When she read the song, she hurriedly abandoned him. She felt that Qin Shiting was about to become a professional pig farmer. She struggled for half a day, but felt his men exerting force. Suddenly, as she struggled, she bent down directly through her inertia. When she resisted burying her face in the sofa, she pinched her chin and forcibly turned her face.

I was still staring at him when I read the song. I said, "I don't want to be fat. I don't want to eat so much. If I reach 100 pounds, I'll be fat... ”

Suddenly she was kissed. She was suddenly covered in a spiritual spirit. Her eyes opened just after she died and fell directly into an inky abyss beneath him.

More than a month after the start of school, we have entered the busiest phase of knowledge acquisition in the medical university, countless medical and cultural classes every day, countless experiments, countless organ analyses and things in the student council, squeezing their time, we can also occasionally look at each other when we meet at school, or we go to school together every day and go home together, then tired long ago to rest at home.

This was another kiss after he kissed her in the spa hall on the last cold vacation. She gently kissed her on her lips. When she opened her eyes and looked at him with amazement, she thought he would let her go, and lay still on the sofa. She just stared at him with her eyes open. However, just as her eyes opened more round, Qin Shiting suddenly closed her eyes and pressed her tightly, even deepening the kiss.

Feeling the tongue. When the pointy touch occurs, the whole person singing the song gets tight and the warm blood goes straight to the brain from the bottom of his foot.

At the end of the day, I didn't even know how to get home. When I got home, I went into the study. The scene in my head was just on the sofa at Qin Shiting's house.

That's so sweet.

Really, damn it.

Qin Shiting usually doesn't sound like an old cadre. I didn't expect him to be enthusiastic yet... it's quite unpleasant.

Sitting back to want to continue writing the information, but when she looked at the information page next to the book, she couldn't read a word. Even the boring and odorless words jumped on it as if Qin Shizhi's name was strong. Finally, she couldn't stand it. She hurried up to look in the mirror, and then saw herself in the mirror. The eyebrows were a different kind of bright color, and the color of the lips was much more red than usual.

And thinking about that feeling, she ran straight to the balcony and looked across the street, and the light was still on, not knowing if she was taking a bath or busy doing the information as she did.

Life is really busy, I can't even spend 24 hours in love to love someone, there are so many things to do.

Otherwise, she really wanted to leave directly at his house.

While reading the song, I was still thinking about what Qin Shi was doing. Upstairs opposite, that is, the master bedroom where Qin Shi stood was lit up. There was a figure walking in the curtain that was not closed. Her bedroom and his bedroom were almost directly opposite each other. She looked over with joy immediately.

Qin Shi was quite ready to take a bath. He was about to pull the curtains. Just walking up to the window, he saw the young girl with the full spring light waving her arms in this direction. Then, because she looked at him, she was happy as if she had gotten a sugar-eating child. She smiled brightly. At night, the street lights in the villa area reflected in her eyes, as if there were countless stars.

“Qin Shiting ~ Qin God ~ Dear Da ~” singing like a passionate little fan waved his hand at him, whispering constantly in the direction he could see, convinced that even if he could not hear, he could see what she was saying.