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After a long night of thought, Shen Mian felt that He Xing had a good idea. +++ Popular novels: www.wuxiahere.com

So when I woke up in the morning, after Shen Mian washes, I looked at the mirror and looked at the He Xing who was unbuttoned behind him, suggesting: "Today Friday, I have no class this afternoon."

Marshal He wobbled in front of Shen Mian every morning to show his (chest xiong) abdominal muscles and neat shoulder and neck lines, but most of the time, he only showed his eyes with open eyes, In the face without changing (color) what (dry gan) what (dry gan).

Today, President Shen will take care of him, and he always feels suggestive.

No class in the afternoon... Is that a hint of going out on a date?

He Xing coughed softly and hugged him from behind Shen Mian, slowly shaking like a tumbler, all smiles in his eyes: "Just right, I have no class this afternoon. I heard that a new In the restaurant, we can go to have a meal first, then..."

"I mean," He Xing did not successfully receive his hint. Shen Mian had to say clearly, "Want to get a certificate?"

He Xing froze for a moment before reacting, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, staring at Shen Mian for a while, then suddenly turned away.

Shen Mian posted on the body and the weight suddenly disappeared, and then saw He Xing turned away from the mirror, and did not even greet him slightly stunned-this is the first time He Xing has shown (uncovered) such an obvious unpleasant in front of him .

Look at that expression... probably still very angry.

As for what makes him angry, Shen Mian thought about He Xing's toothbrush cup for a while, but still didn't figure it out. He looked at the time and decided to coax him to wake up first.

Shen Mian took the bathroom door. He Xing was sitting on the chair with her back to Shen Mian. Zhinao threw it on the table and buzzed for several times. He Xing ignored it and just looked at the direction outside the window.

Shen Mian stepped up her footsteps and walked over, picked up He Xing's wisdom brain and looked at it. It was Yan Yan's message, and a Yan Tan painting was sent, saying that it was to be sent at night.

Shen Mian lowered her wisdom brain, put her hand on the armrest, and lowered her jaw against the top of He Xing's head. He Xing's hair was a little longer than before. Field Marshal He kept her hair a little carelessly before going to the army. I made a hairstyle, although it was messed up by Shen Mian that night.

Shen Mian called him: "He Xing."

He Xing said nothing.

In fact, Shen Mian leaned over like this, and the fire in his heart was almost extinguished.

Shen Mian had never coaxed such a big dragon, and felt nowhere to start: "Did you ignore me?"

He Xing was bored for a while, then he said: "...what did you say just now."

Shen Mian repeated: "Go to get the certificate."

He Xing: "..."

Jay's sluggishness must have fallen asleep. He Xing said that he didn't want to hear Shen Mian repeat what he just said.

Shen Mian didn't understand, so she stood up and asked, "Is it bad to get the permit?"

He Xing is only a little less than the degree of hate marriage. He usually doesn't hang on the head. When he is passionate, he still likes to come over and stick to two things related to marriage.

He couldn't get upset. If he was in the dragon form now, the scales should explode: "Are you just agreeing to marry me for the dragon cub?"

Dean Shen had to admit: "...a little."

From the end of the age, he has experienced the period when the law and social morality collapsed to the extreme. He does not care about the sense of the ceremony of the wedding, and often ignores the effectiveness of the law.

Shen Mian cares more about getting along with her than holding a wedding.

There is nothing more worthy of his attention than staying so calm.

The line of He Xing's jaw tightened sharply, and he stood up and walked out.

Shen Mian failed to coax the older baby. Fortunately, although he was not sensitive in this respect, he responded quickly, and he immediately remedied: "Mainly because I like you."

He Xing had unscrewed the door of the dormitory. Hearing this, he stopped again and hesitated to turn back: "Really?"

Shen Mian probably (Mo) knew what He Xing was annoying: "Why don't you like to get married?"

"If it's just for Jie Xingfei, why don't I just find an alpha to get married?"

"I think this opportunity is just right, I don't think marriage is not important, and I don't think it is a tool. It may indeed be a little less formal..."

Shen Mian walked in front of He Xing, gently opened He Xing's hand on the doorknob, and closed the door with his backhand. The door of the renovated dormitory only made a slight metal bite, and the dormitory was so quiet that there was only breathing.

Shen Mian looked directly at He Xing: "Do you want a marriage proposal?"

He Xing stopped breathing.

Shen Mian lowered her eyes: "It's a bit hasty... I forgot to prepare, I hope you like this."

He raised his hand, and the silver (color) power factor poured down between his fingers, forming a ring of two prime circles. He took one and put it on He Xing, of course the size was just right.

He Xing has been with him for so long, for the first time to teach Dean Shen to play romantic skills. The power factor touches the skin, of course, there is no sense of touch. These power factors that have not been transformed by sleep are completely free of the fierceness of the hands. The sheep is cleverly wrapped around He Xing's fingers.

He Xing squeezed his sleeping hand tightly, pulled him to his front, bowed his head and kissed him: "Don't just coax me."

Shen Mian: "...not to coax you."

If he is coquettish, he will not be single until he meets He Xing.

"What I say is sincere."

He Xing raised his head and looked at Shen Mian shiningly: "So let's go get the certificate now."

Shen Mian: "???"

Are you getting too fast?