Chapter 767 (2/2)
Shu Jue's figure is getting closer and closer
Their distance is shrinking.
When they were about to face each other, he turned his steps, bypassed Shi Sheng, directly got into the car, vigorously closed the door and slid the window up.
”No... what do you mean.” Shi Sheng turned and walked to the window and patted the window, ”at least give me a response!!”
”Sister paper, the revolution still needs efforts.” Cheng Ming stepped into the car with one foot and rushed to Shisheng to clean up. ”Xiaomengzi, see you when you're free.”
When Cheng Ming drives, Shi Sheng can only get out of the way and stand in place with his hands on his hips. Why do you think fengci is so bad?
……
Cheng Ming opened a distance and looked at the person next to him, ”what's the feeling?”
The carriage was very quiet. After a while, Shu Jue said, ”it's uncomfortable.”
”You're not angry.” Cheng Ming's fingertips knocked out a rhythmic voice on the steering wheel, ”for the first time, you didn't get angry because a woman touched you.”
Shu Jue looked straight ahead, and the scene quickly retreated into light and shadow.
He reached out and touched his heart. What he said was not physical discomfort.
It's the heart. It's like when a heart patient is ill, he can't breathe.
He didn't want to throw up, but he couldn't help the instinctive reaction of his body.
He didn't even dare to look at her face just now.
A stranger
How ridiculous that he should be afraid of a stranger.
”An interesting girl.” Cheng Ming's eyes flashed slightly, ”shujue, try it. You're not in our circle.”
Shu Jue looks at Cheng Ming.
Cheng Ming turned his head and smiled at Shu Jue. ”If you were my friend for so many years, I would have done it long ago. Shu Jue should not force himself.”
Shu Jue hangs his head.
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Shi Sheng: I kissed him and he threw up!!! He just hates me? Where's my sword!
Fairy: calm down, girl. Maybe she's pregnant.
Shi Sheng: shit, I haven't slept with him. Who is he pregnant with?
Fairy: that's disgusting you.
Shi Sheng: where's my sword!
Feng CI: daughter in law (poor face)