Chapter 667

Mu Feng's height was 165, while Qiao Yi was 172. The advantage of her height magnified her aura several times.

Mu Feng felt his eyes dim, and a scent of grapefruit smelled down on her.

Qiao Yi deliberately leaned over to Mu Feng, she saw her widening eyes and eyelashes trembling because of nervousness. Suddenly it was fun.

Is your fiancee?

I'm really sorry.

It wasn't until her lower body was almost attached to Mu Feng's body, and the tip of her nose almost touched, that Qiao Yi barely stopped.

At that moment, Mu Feng heard his own heartbeat.

Taking a closer look like this, Miss Mu doesn't seem to be bad looking, with a round face. For some reason, Qiao Yi suddenly felt familiar with this look.

"Shh! Miss Mu, don't bring the camera in, I just want to be alone with you for a while!"

"you you you……"

The three stammering you exposed Mu Feng's embarrassment at this time, she was wrapped in Qiao's arms like this, unable to move.

The cold wall behind them also became hot with the intimate distance between them.

Qiao Yi's breath sprayed on her face and neck, warmly stirring a pool of spring water.

Mu Feng felt that he was about to lose his breath.

Qiao Yi reached out and gently pinched her chin, forcing Mu Feng to look at him.

What kind of eyes are those? The squinted eyes are full of anger, but the black pupils are clear and clean. Mu Feng found his own shadow in it, and only his own shadow. She looked at him so intently and gently. Own.

Oddly wrong...

"You, do you like He Yunting?" She heard herself asking.

Qiao Yi snorted and looked at Mu Feng softly.

Does this mean you don't like it?

Mu Feng's heart moved, like a child who would not give up until he got the result, he eagerly grabbed the hem of Qiao Yi's shirt: "What about He Yuncheng? Do you like it?"

Qiao has always been asked with a smile by her, "Do you mind if I like someone else?"

Mu Feng blushed and lowered his head.

She also didn't understand why she was asking this question.

My heart is so messed up, I can't figure it out.

"What about you? Is there anyone you like?"

Mu Feng was taken aback by her question, and bit his lip as if he had something to say.

"Like He Yunting?" Qiao Yi asked tentatively.

Mu Feng was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head: "Actually not."

I thought that Mu Feng would hop her feet to keep her away from He Yunting, but he didn't expect such an answer.

Qiao Yi's curiosity was aroused, and everything related to He Yunting was fatally attractive to her.

She eagerly wanted to know the final answer. She thought about it, and suddenly leaned over and approached Mu Feng again, covering her ear, and lightly touched her earlobe with her cheek. Trembling, her breathy voice slowly reached Mu Feng's ears.

He asked bewitchingly, "What is that?"

There was no one in the corridor of the restaurant, and Qiao half lay on Mu Feng's body. Thinking about that scene, Mu Feng's ears warmed up.

Since she was a child, her parents have protected her very well, so that she has never had a serious relationship at this age.

The boys who chased after her before gave things away, and they were very polite in front of her. She had never tried Qiao Yi's transgressive behavior in the past 26 years.

A sense of madness that wanted to break through the existing cage strongly stimulated her.

She suddenly stretched out her hand to hold Qiao Yi's waist, with a thin blush at the end of her eyes, as if she was being bullied, she said delicately:

"Then let me tell you, don't tell anyone."

Qiao glanced at the slender wrist around her waist, "Okay."

"Because He Yunting can only marry me, not anyone else."