The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

Xie Xize's face is close at hand, he is so beautiful, like the sun and the moon in the sky, no one can't compete with him for glory.

He is so terrible, cold, cruel, paranoid...

Deep fear was left in Mo Yanyang's heart.

At this moment, his still smiling scenery Jiyue, it seems that there is no haze in his eyes.

But... Mo Yanyang is scared. The words on this person's face have never been the same as what he thought in his heart.

Mo Yanyang couldn't control herself. She told herself last night not to be so afraid of Xie Xize, but when people came, she was still instinctively afraid.

Xie Xize and Mo Yanyang are very close, no matter how Mo Yanyang shrinks his body, it is useless.

She was almost completely against the wall by Xie Xize, from the perspective of others, she was surrounded by him.

Even through the mask, Mo Yanyang could smell Xie Xize's body, the faint cold fragrance, full of pressure...

The back kitchen is not too big, there are a lot of things placed, the ventilation is not good, and the temperature is higher than outside.

In addition, at this moment, Mo Yanyang was scared. There was already a layer of sweat on his forehead. The sweat drenched his bangs and the hair was attached to his face. With her pair of eyes full of fear, it looked like he was forced The desperate antelope with nowhere to escape, those eyes... are almost crying.

Xie Xize raised his right hand and stretched out to Moyangyang.

She rolled her head in fright and closed her eyes.

But the next second, she felt that the bangs in front of her were gently stroked.

Xie Xize's movements were gentle, rubbing her fingers lightly across her forehead.

There are more tears in Mo Yanyang's eyes. What is the situation? If you want to break her through, can you hurry up and don't torture her.

Xie Xize's hand pinched Mo Yanyang's chin through the mask and turned her head to face him.

"What the old lady is doing, I just want to ask you two questions..."

Mo Yanyang shivered, gritted his teeth, and asked in a trembling voice: "You...you said..."

Hearing her voice, Xie Xize smiled, the gloom in his eyes disappeared.

He asked: "Why, what you made for him is different from mine?"

Mo Yan Yang...

The smile on Xie Xize's face faded, staring into her eyes: "Why, his is better? This makes me, not so happy!"

Mo Yanyang had soft legs and wanted to slide down the wall.

Xie Xize pinched the waist in advance.

Mo Yanyang shook fiercely. His hands that looked like works of art were also... tingly, right?

The waist is about to break!

Woo...

Xie Xize lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Mo Yanyang's waist, his amber eyes darkened a little: "Boss... don't you think, should I explain it?"

Mo Yanyang shook his head, not daring to speak any more.

"Why don't you speak? Huh?"

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