Qiming was so angry that his chest heaved up and down. He felt that he had been tricked by mo Yanchen and made a fool of himself.
"You didn't even make a sound when you were asleep. What if I really kissed you? Are you trying to use your beauty to capture me?" Qiming was furious and his face was red.
He felt aggrieved at the thought of him almost giving mo Yancheng mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
"Kiss? What's the meaning of this?" At this moment, ah ze stood up and asked coldly.
Was Qiming going to kiss mo Yancheng while they were not around? They would never agree to such a thing.
"This! Don't think too much. I think he's about to die, so I want to do mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. " Qiming said, but before he could finish, he was kicked up by ah ze.
"I'll let you touch my brother che. I'll let you touch my brother che." Ah ze was so angry that he went forward and started beating Qiming up.
