So, she subconsciously thought that this was the dog paw of bread.

Duanmuzhe patted Mo Qingyi's head with helpless expression, and said, "Mo Qingyi, it's time to eat, and today I have your favorite crayfish."

As soon as he heard of the crayfish, Mo Qingyi woke up.

There is no crayfish in the superpower world. She hasn't eaten crayfish for a long time and has been greedy for crayfish for a long time.

"Ah, crayfish, where is it?" Mo Qingyi turned his head excitedly, and his eyes met Duanmuzhe's gaze.

In the flash of lightning, Mo Qingyi's mind went blank.

A delicate atmosphere spreads from all around.

Time seems to start to stop at this moment.

Duanmuzhe was very close to him, so close that she could see the tiny pores on his face.

Exquisite eyebrows and eyes.

The skin is like tofu.

Why does a man have better skin than her woman?

It's unfair, it's really unfair.

Mo Qingyi's brain was short-circuited instantly, and he reached out to pinch Duanmuzhe's left face like a devil, and pinched it hard, "Wow, Duanmu Xiaosi, your face is of good quality, just like the corner of the city wall."

"Is that true?" Duanmuzhe changed his previous playboy appearance and stared at Mo Qingyi like this, with his eyes very deep and his voice down.

Like a subwoofer, it can bewitch people's hearts.

Mo Qingyi also realized something, and let go of Duanmuzhe's hand, but Duanmuzhe quickly held Mo Qingyi's hand and rubbed it on his face. He looked at Mo Qingyi and said in a steady tone, "Qingqing, are you supposed to give me a title?"

"Ah?" Mo Qingyi was stunned and couldn't react for a moment. She wanted to pull her hand back in the meaning of Duanmuzhe's words, but Duanmuzhe's strength was too great, and holding her hand a little painful.

"I said," Duanmuzhe looked serious, and the figure of Mo Qingyi was reflected in his eyes. "Can you give me a title?"

In an instant, Mo Qingyi's heart beat fast.

The luckiest thing in this world is that the person you like happens to like you too.

If Mo Qingyi understands it correctly, Duanmuzhe is confessing his love to himself, right?

Even though Mo Qingyi, the tomboy, had a red face in this situation.

Looking at the handsome face that was so close, Mo Qingyi's breath was even more disordered. She used her other hand to push Duan Muzhe's chest, "Dunmuzhe, what are you talking about?"

Duanmuzhe looked at Mo Qingyi for a moment and whispered, "Qingqing, I like you, let's be together."

He and Mo Qingyi missed too much.

This confession was also three years late.
Chapter completed!