Young Master Mo, you have been tricked

Mo Hanchen glanced at her phone screen lightly, and said, "In principle, it's not allowed, usually such news is fake, for hype."

"What if they are real?" Su Mi asked.

"They are all newcomers to the idol group, so they are only allowed to speculate." Mo Hanchen said.

Su Mi understands that this means that no real hammer is allowed.

She muttered: "Your film and television companies are doing this! To deceive the feelings of our fans."

"Who is your fan?" Mo Hanchen looked at her carefully and asked.

Su Mi just said that casually, whoever thought it was a pit, she jumped into the pit to trap herself, she also convinced Mo Hanchen's paranoia.

She looked at him and said, "I'm just talking casually."

"Then tell me, why did you think of that sentence so casually?" Mo Hanchen still refused to let her go.

Su Mi held back and said patiently: "Okay, okay, I'm a fan of Wang Manman?"

Mo Hanchen looked at her, she wanted to pretend to be serious, but she couldn't hide her small thoughts, her eyes narrowed, and she almost laughed out loud.

Mo Hanchen took the juice away from her hand and put it on the table beside her.

Su Mi looked at his movements, puzzled.

He slowly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and Su Mi suddenly understood that she wanted to jump out with an "ah" sound, but she was a step too late, and was held down firmly by him, and then he lifted her easily, and lifted her onto his lap .

She begged for mercy tremblingly, "Han Chen, no more!"

She couldn't bear to oppress her like this all the time, and her body became weak and weak every day.

"Don't want what?" Mo Hanchen pressed her with a serious expression.

"Don't do that!" Su Mi said angrily.

"What's the matter? Why do you think about those messes every day? What about your face?" Mo Hanchen said, then went to scratch her itch.

Su Mi burst into laughter, her face was smiling, and her heart was bleeding.

It turned out that he was going to tickle her, but she thought he was going to sleep with her.

Indeed, where is the face?

She couldn't find it herself.

Su Mi laughed uncontrollably for a long time, Mo Hanchen finally stopped, but one hand pressed her firmly on his leg.

She lied on his body weakly, and blamed him listlessly, "A woman laughs like this, and the image of a woman is gone. I'm not happy."

"Where is the woman?" Mo Hanchen looked at her seriously and asked.

She figured it out, today he was determined to tease her, and she moaned with her head against his neck, so she was not afraid that she would soften his heart by humming.

Sure enough, he dug out her little face, and seeing her weeping expression, he couldn't help but said in a deep voice, "I like it even if it's not a woman."

Su Mi finally succeeded, and said with a "ha" laugh: "I just realized that the dignified Young Master Mo doesn't like women!"

Look!

This woman couldn't make him soft-hearted, and now she was ridiculed back.

Mo Hanchen felt that her brain was not good enough, and sometimes she was not good at being stupid, but she didn't realize that she was still under his hands!Do you want to do things in such a hurry?
He looked at her solemnly, without saying a word.

Su Mi smiled for a while before she felt something was wrong, the smile on her face disappeared bit by bit dryly, and she called dryly again: "Hanchen..."

Mo Hanchen held her down with one hand and made a fist with the other.

"Click it".

The sound of joints made Su Mi's whole body tremble.

Mo Hanchen was very satisfied with her reaction, but just as he was about to strike, Su Mi escaped from his hands like a little snake. She ran to the edge of the platform and leaned on the railing to look at him smiling coquettishly.

He looked at his hands with an incredulous look.