No. 1892

Little William was still thinking like this.

He had never expected that the other party would come to him on his own.

Because that little oriental demon said in a light voice: "It's okay to shake hands."

Little William straightened up all of a sudden, his red hair changed, and his whole body exuded a kind of breath, since you have fallen into the trap, I will give you a profound lesson now!

Qin Mo was wearing a black down jacket, and his scarf was pure white, wrapped around his neck, like Mo Feiran, and he stretched out his hand.

Little William smiled, thinking that he was very evil and unruly, and his hair was still red.

At the moment when his fingers touched, Little William used his strength, waiting to see this person kneel down and beg for mercy.

Wait a minute.

This... this... this doesn't seem right.

Because of the pain from his fingers, Little William's eyes became bigger, and the child couldn't hide his emotions, and his face was full of surprise.

He wanted to use more strength to fight back.

But the other party didn't give him this opportunity at all.

His right hand began to go numb!

However, just when Little William felt the pain and wanted to bend down,

The person on the other end suddenly loosened his hand, then raised his lips and said in a very light voice: "My hand hurts a little, William, you are so strong."

Little William whose hand was numbed by the pinch: Excuse me????

It should be him who cried out that his hand hurts!

Little William was furious and just wanted to pull up the collar of this little demon.

On the other side, Bo Jiu directly grasped his wrist, his big eyes were still black, and his little face asked a serious question: "William, do you want me to beat you again?"

Little William: ... This is not the date he imagined at all!

He seemed to tell Jiu that the little demon was acting.

But, look at the demon turning his head away, as if he was really pinched and hurt.

Little William was about to cry.

Are all Chinese people so good at acting!

"Jiu..."Little William's eyes were red.

Bo Jiu patted his shoulder like a little tiger, and said angrily: "William, don't pretend to be weak, come on, go in, and give you some Big Macs you like to eat."

Little William: Why is he crying to pretend to be weak! ? So angry!

Wait, what does it mean when that little demon sweeps towards his shoulder again and has murderous intent in his eyes?

Hehe, is he not going to pretend?

Just when Little William took a deep breath and prepared to fight.

Unexpectedly, the person standing opposite him half-closed his eyes and shook his hands. From his angle, he actually felt that the other party was a little lonely.

If he was not the person involved, he would think that the other party was really injured!

But he knew that the other party was not injured!

I really want to speak!

However, Jiu has already made a move over there: "Mo Mo, are you okay?"

"Yeah." Qin Mo's mood seemed to be very low, as if he was in pain: "It doesn't affect eating hamburgers."

Little William wanted to say, if you pretend like this, won't your conscience hurt?

It doesn't affect it in the first place, it would be a ghost if it would affect it.

Don't think I can't see through your routine.

You just want to confuse people.

Little William turned his head away with despair, and saw Jiu's distressed face.

He watched with his own eyes as Jiu pulled up the hand of the little oriental demon, put it to his lips, and kissed it, with a babyish voice: "Momo, I'll kiss you and it won't hurt. Next time when little William shakes hands with you, just look at him. He's so strong that it's easy to hurt you."

Little William, who had been stabbed countless times: ...

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