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"I'm full.c∧" Wang Dong put down the chopsticks in his hand, then straightened up, and sat on the other side of the table with a stiff face, and after eating, he supported his chin and stared at Mengmeng, saying, "Your Highness Mengmeng...that...is there anything strange on my face?"

"No, no~" Mengmeng adjusted her sitting position, crossed her hands and fingers, then placed them under her chin, and said with a smile: "Don't Mr. Wang Dong like others to stare at you?"

"Uh... if you are having a meal, it will feel strange to be stared at by someone..." Wang Dong twitched the corner of his mouth and asked weakly.

"No, people are often stared at~" Mengmeng tilted her head and frowned slightly and said, "If you go shopping, eat, or be stared at in a daze."

'That's just because you are so cute, right? It's normal for such a cute girl to be watched.' Wang Dong silently complained in his heart, then shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, then you can watch it back, I'll watch TV."

Wang Dong walked to the sofa next to Michael, sat down, leaned on the back of the chair, and said, "It's said that I bought the pirated CD of Sailor Moon for a long time ago, and then watched more than a dozen episodes, so I'd just take a look together... Don't you mind?"

Wang Dong looked at Michael who was about one meter away from him. Then he blinked his eyes and asked.

"Don't mind." Michael shook his head. Then he calmly supported his elbow on the armrest on the right, and his posture as an iceberg queen made Wang Dong shut his mouth silently - Wang Dong said that he really didn't know how to talk to him.

"Hehe, don't you mind watching it together, do you?" At this time, Mengmeng came over with a smile, then sat to Wang Dong's left, leaned over with a smile, and said, "What is this?"

"Uh... it's called an anime." Wang Dong felt that he could vaguely feel the temperature of Mengmeng's skin. The feeling of warm and fragrant soft jade being close at hand made Wang Dong's heart beat sharply. At this moment, Wang Dong even suspected that Mengmeng's mother was a succubus, because Mengmeng was so attractive.

"Hey~Anime? What is it talking about?" Mengmeng tilted her head, then gently leaned into Wang Dong's ear and said.

"Um..." Wang Dong felt a gentle air flow blowing through his ears, and he couldn't help but tremble. Then he subconsciously moved a little distance to the right side, and then said with an awkward look: "Uh, this... how to say it, comics... are things that draw people through a series of slight changes. Then he switched continuously to form a dynamic picture."

"What is that? I don't understand." Mengmeng shook her head. In fact, let alone Mengmeng. Wang Dong said something in a panic just now, even if others came.

Mengmeng looked at Wang Dong's expression with a hint of panic, and couldn't help but show a prank smile. She leaned forward again and her upper body, almost touching Wang Dong's face - at this moment, Wang Dong felt that she could feel the air that Mengmeng exhaled.

"Hey, can you tell me in detail what this thing called anime is?" Meng Meng blinked, then looked at Wang Dong with a begging gaze.

Even though he knew that this "pleading" gaze was pretended by Mengmeng, Wang Dong couldn't help but feel guilty. This guilt made Wang Dong turn his gaze down involuntarily to try to avoid Mengmeng's gaze.

So, when Wang Dong moved his perspective down several centimeters...

I know you must think I can write - from the loose collar, Wang Dong can see Mengmeng's white two halves...

But I want to say, stop dreaming. Mengmeng is wearing a white shirt with a bow tie, so she can't walk away.

Let's continue.

So, when Wang Dong moved his perspective down several centimeters, he found that Mengmeng also pressed his head downwards - these two downwards made Wang Dong and Mengmeng's faces closer.

The sudden approach scared Wang Dong and subconsciously hurriedly hurriedly backwards.

The next moment, Wang Dong felt that something had touched his butt to stop him from retreating, but his strength to retreat did not dissipate - this also caused his upper body to lean back involuntarily.

"……………” Wang Dong.

“…………” Michael.

Wang Dong looked at Michael's hand holding his shoulders expressionlessly, as well as the slightly deformed chest pressed by his left and his right palm, and the amazing touch from Michael's big white legs.

"... Do you want to see it in this posture?" Michael was silent for a while, and then slowly walked through Wang Dong's knees, and hugged Wang Dong in his arms with a expressionless face.

"...Can you ask, where did you learn this posture?" Wang Dong looked at Michael with a calm expression and said.

"In a magic girl animation I watched before, the protagonist's companion hugged the protagonist like this." Michael stared at the TV screen and said intently.

"Okay, can you put me down first?" Wang Dong felt the amazing softness coming from both sides of the place where he was cheating, and the fragrance of Michael's body that kept drilling into his nose, and couldn't help but twitching.

"No, your interaction with her has affected my animation." Michael shook his head calmly and said.

"Hey, Michael." At this time, Mengmeng, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but speak. She jumped off the sofa, then stood in front of Michael with her hands on her chest, and said with a smile: "Are you looking for trouble?"

"You are blocking me." Michael raised his head expressionlessly, then looked straight into Mengmeng's face and said, "You are the one who is looking for trouble? Do you want to fight? Mengmeng Belia Lucifer."

‘Hey hey!? What do you think... what to do!?’ Wang Dong was shocked and lay in a big trough. Could it be that he would perform a full martial arts movement if he continues like this? Damn, how can the weak earth survive the battle between two four-star demon hunters!?
Chapter completed!