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Ice The five girls' faces were pale and their eyes were filled with horror. Looking at the white fingers pinching Murong Qingqing's chin, looking along the side of her arm, Wang Yue's face appeared in the pupils of the five girls. [For more exciting novels, please visit]

A man pinched a woman's chin, which has always been a conquest. At this moment, Wang Yue pinched Murong Qingqing's slippery chin. The five girls already believed the facts in front of them, but they did not dare to think about what they would have had next.

I remember that a famous entrepreneur once confessed to Murong Qingqing and placed ten Lamborghini at the entrance of West Asia University. He held a bouquet of human-sized roses, and there were ten Lamborghini car keys on the roses to propose to Murong Qingqing.

What I got was that Murong Qingqing took off her high heels and threw them on his very handsome face, because he was dirty and entered her cleanliness range and polluted her fresh air.

Murong Qingqing looks enthusiastic and naturally charming, but in fact she has a cleanliness obsession with men. To be more blunt, she dislikes any man except her family.

It’s just that this disgust was hidden in her heart and would not be revealed casually. Just now, Wang Yue pinched Murong Qingqing’s chin with his fingers. This was no longer a matter of polluting the air, but a direct defilement of Murong Qingqing herself.

Ice five girls wanted to speak out to persuade Murong Qingqing and told Murong Qingqing not to be impulsive, but they did not dare to speak. Murong Qingqing's temper was unpredictable. She was happy, she would make everyone happy, and she would make everyone unhappy.

Murong Qingqing pinched Wang Yue's face, and Wang Yue pinched Murong Qingqing's chin. The two of them were frozen, motionless, like two trees that were rooted but entangled together.

Jiang Zhishui narrowed his handsome eyes. A few slight waves appeared in his calm eyes, his ears trembled slightly. He heard a subtle sound of footsteps, and his eyes instinctively followed the sound of footsteps.

A gentle face as jade, a gentle and gentle scholarly temperament, a gentlemanly style in his steps, and a heroic look in his chuckling. At first glance, he was a scholar. When he looked closely, he was an emperor. When he looked again, he seemed to be just the most inconspicuous one among the ordinary people. He was shrouded in mystery and walked slowly.

"Brother!" Jiang Zhishui stood up and shouted at the man who was walking slowly.

The person who came was Jiang Zhishui's biological elder brother, Wang Yue's ultimate enemy, Jiang Xuanye.

Jiang Xuanye had a smile in his eyes and nodded slightly. A touch of gentle breeze and clouds surged on his gentle face, and a soft voice slowly sounded: "Is the ugly drama good?"

Jiang Xuanye's light words freeze everyone into clowns. What is clown? It's like a clown who makes a fool of himself just to make people laugh. Sometimes he can't even make a joke, and in the end he's in vain.

This question, which should have been easy to answer, became very difficult to answer because of the dramatic twists. Jiang Zhishui shrugged and said helplessly: "You can see it yourself."

Jiang Xuanye shifted his eyes and finally freezes his eyes. In his pupils, there was a portrait of a charming woman pinching the cheek of a pretty boy. The handsome boy pinched the chin of a pretty boy. He lowered his head slightly, and his slightly longer bangs covered his eyes and blocked half of his handsome face.

His lips slowly pursed. When he pursed to a certain arc, he suddenly grinned and revealed a small row of white glittering. He should have been very handsome, but no matter how he looked at his gloomy teeth, the light seemed to be like the shining light of death in the moonlight.

As Han Jinhe, who is familiar with Murong Qingqing, she seems particularly relaxed compared to the five ice girls who are so nervous that they tremble all over. Because Murong Qingqing pinched the fingers on Wang Yue's face, her body slightly raised up. And because Wang Yue pinched the fingers on Murong Qingqing's chin, she slowly fell down. She sat on the soft chair surface, and her delicate body leaned against the comfortable back.

Han Jinhe never said that she knew Murong Qingqing very well. Even if Wang Yue asked, Murong Qingqing only said a small part of it casually. But it is undeniable that Han Jinhe is the person who knows Murong Qingqing the best. Han Jinhe never knew this, but Murong Qingqing knew it clearly.

Han Jinhe's eyes were soothing, her eyes were open for too long and a little dry. She slowly closed her eyelids and wanted to moisten her eyes. She closed her eyes and glanced inadvertently. As a result, Han Jinhe's originally relaxed nerves were instantly tense, and her eyes were focused on Jiang Xuanye. Why did he come? He was in love with Murong Qing...

The atmosphere that had been silent for a long time finally broke with Murong Qingqing's speech: "Little pet, you are very unbearable, very unbearable!"

Her green jade fingers still pulled Wang Yue's cheeks, which made Wang Yue's cheeks a little red and swollen.

Wang Yue curled the corners of his lips, and his fingers still pinched Murong Qingqing's chin, without any intention of letting go. Murong Qingqing's strength was strong, and Wang Yue's strength was not small. Murong Qingqing's chin was slightly white, and his wicked eyes were a little arrogant, without giving in, and said lightly: "Sorry, I'm not your little pet."

Wang Yue knew the consequences of his words, but he still chose to say them. He would compromise and give in. However, when he touched his bottom line, he would fight back without hesitation, no matter who the other party was.

Listening to Wang Yue's tit-for-tat words, the hearts of the five girls suddenly stopped, secretly calling Wang Yue a fool, not knowing how to adapt.

Some people are soft but not hard, and some are hard but not soft. Ice Five Girls don’t know which kind of person Murong Qingqing is, because no one can truly see through Murong Qingqing, but they believe that if Wang Yue says something to surrender, even if it is not good, at least it will not be harmful. But Wang Yue just talks to Murong Qingqing in the sharpest tone.

When the five girls sighed in their hearts, Murong Qingqing's next actions surprised everyone.

One of Murong Qingqing's beautiful hands was still pulling Wang Yue's cheek, but the other beautiful hands didn't know when it pulled out a narrow black tie. The tie was very new, and it could be seen that it was newly bought.

Murong Qingqing threw the tie on Wang Yue's neck, controlled the tie with one hand, and put a very untidy buckle on the tie, like a rope cover, covering Wang Yue's neck.

She pulled the tie hard, and the tie that was put on Wang Yue's neck pulled Wang Yue forward. During the pulling process, one of her hands was still pulling on Wang Yue's face, but she adjusted her posture to swing and avoided Wang Yue's leaning forward cheek. She didn't want any barrier.

Soon, she stopped exerting force. Wang Yue's little face that was a little distance from her was now close to her pretty face. The tips of the two of them were almost pressing together, breathing and breathing on each other's faces. She recalled his previous sentence, "Sorry, I'm not your little pet."

Murong Qingqing gently opened her rose-like red lips and almost touched Wang Yue's lips. She smiled stunningly and said, "Yes, you are not my little pet, because you are my man!"
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