Coming of the Villain Boss!

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Mingshu wanted to cut Duqin's long hair, but every time she touched it, Duqin touched his ancestral grave, staring fiercely at her.

"You're so weird." Ming Shu said with a long focus, and took out pictures to teach, "Look, people don't have such long hair now."

Duqin's cold eyes swept across the phone screen.

Then he looked away and ignored Mingshu.

Mingshu reached out and touched the hair behind him, and Duqinyu glanced at her, not as big as before.

"I cut it for you, OK?" Mingshu said with a smile.

Duqin dragged his hair back, and a few flashes disappeared into Mingshu's sight.

Mingshu: "..."

Leprechaun really can't get used to it.

Mingshu talked to Duqin for several days. Duqin seemed to be annoyed by her and sat down reluctantly to let Mingshu cut her hair.

This craft is a bit rusty, and Mingshu had a moment on the scene.

"Come on, I will cut it for you."

Duqin pulled away the phone in Mingshu's hand, and quickly flipped out several pictures, pointing to a certain one.

Want this!

Mingshu touched his nose, "I'll take you down to cut it."

Duqin's anger increased, and he clearly stated that he could not.

Mingshu: "..."

I don’t think so!

Duqin refused to go down the mountain, or that he would not allow others to touch his hair.

Mingshu returned early and returned late, and Duqin didn't know what she had done.

Until a few days later, Ming Shu again hit his hair idea.

Mingshu held scissors and a pair of masters.

"Come on, little zombie."

Duqin: "..." They said not to call him a little zombie!

Duqin sat under the eaves, Mingshu stood behind him, her hair held in her hands.

He lowered his eyes and watched his hair fall to the ground.

Mingshu is stealing teachers to learn art... No, I learned it well, so it's a good cut.

Mingshu showed Duqin the mirror, and she came around from behind, "Look, is it beautiful?"

Duqin felt the temperature in her.

He glanced vacantly at himself in the mirror and landed on the person around him.

Mingshu fiddled around with the mirror, satisfied with his work.

I can't catch ghosts in the future, and I can cut my hair.

Mingshu's wrist suddenly froze, and his eyes turned in a whirlwind before falling into the cold arms.

Mingshu shuddered.

But the colder is still behind.

Duqin's cold lips came close and blocked her lips.

The heat on Ming Shu quickly disappeared, and the blood coagulated.

cold……

The tip of her cold tongue pryed open her lips and teeth, and began to attack the city with a domineering momentum.

After the initial loss of mind, Mingshu quickly dispelled those chills with Reiki, and his face gradually improved.

Duqin didn't close his eyes. Mingshu could see the anger in his eyes. It didn't feel like a kiss, but like to take her down.

Mingshu shrank, but Duqin hugged her tighter.

Mingshu: "..."

Mingshu tasted a **** tongue, and Duqin seemed stunned. Then he seemed to taste something delicious and began to suck.

He closed his eyes slightly, blocking the cold anger in his eyes.

The kiss softened.

Ming Shu's tongue was tingling.

Despite the aura body protection, the coldness in Duqin's body continued to invade, mixed with the stimulus brought by him, making the body soft.

Duqin's fingers flicked away the green silk on Mingshu's neck, and the lips moved away, slowly approaching her neck.

Fresh air enters the lungs.

"Little zombie, you bit me and try it." Mingshu didn't stop his movements, but said with a gasp.

Duqin's lips were touching Mingshu's neck, and he didn't bite for a while.

The cold lips followed her beating blood and moved slowly. He touched from time to time, kissing like a dragonfly.

Spread from the corner of the mouth to the lips.

Suddenly, Duqin pushed her away and left quickly.

Mingshu was pushed to a stagger, almost standing still.

When she stood firm, Duqin was gone.

What are you doing?

Mingshu held up the mirror and looked at the torn blushing lips, his eyes slightly deep.

Since Duqin took the initiative to kiss her, Duqin appeared again, as if nothing had happened.

When Duqin Dang did not happen, naturally this scum of Mingshu would not take the initiative.

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Mingshu took over the job this day and was going downhill.

Duqin hugged her doll and followed her incessantly.

Mingshu stepped back three times.

"What are you doing with me, little zombie?"

"Sword." Du Qin said concisely.

It means that if you don’t return the sword to me, I will follow you.

Mingshu groaned, "Then you follow."

Duqin was a black hukou. When he took the bus, Mingshu only bought one ticket. He didn't know how he rubbed in the car. In short, when Mingshu sat down, he also sat down.

Fortunately, they didn't have many people on the trip, and there were many places left.

The person who bought Duchen's seat was glanced at by Duchin, and he shivered to take a seat next door.

The destination is the city next door, which takes several hours.

"What did you do before." Mingshu bored and chatted with Duchin.

"..."

"General? Emperor? Or what?"

"..."

"That sword is important to you?"

Duqin finally shifted his gaze from the doll to Mingshu.

Ming Shu's figure is reflected in the ink pupil, and the rest of the scene is blurred.

"Yes." He opened his lips lightly.

"How about I keep it for you?" Mingshu raised an eyebrow.

Du Jingding looked at her as if he could see the soul.

He coldly refused: "No."

Ming Shu was rejected, and he said with two smiles, "I won't give it back to you. I will strangle me if you have the ability."

"Hi... How come it's so cold suddenly?"

"Is the air conditioner broken?"

"so cold……"

The passengers around suddenly complained.

Duqin pinched the doll's hand tightly and loosely, loosely and tightly.

He leaned over suddenly, imprisoned Mingshu between the seat and his arms, and kissed when Mingshu was puzzled.

Kiss without any skill.

Mingshu felt his hand on his neck, clasped vainly.

He only needs a little effort.

He did not, however, until the kiss ended.

The cold fingers slipped a little and landed on her collarbone, and her fingertips flicked twice, unconsciously or intentionally.

Then he evacuated, the sense of oppression disappeared, and Duqin sat down as if nothing else, and continued to pinch his doll.

Mingshu reached out and touched his lower lip.

Didn't he dare to strangle himself, would he kiss himself?

When getting off, many people looked towards Duqin.

The man refuses to be indifferent, but there is an abnormal kawaii doll in his arms, which has caused many girls to be insane.

"so hot!"

"He actually hugs such a kawaii doll, ahhhh, so cute!"

"Quick photo."

"Ah, it's going too fast..."

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【Harmony】

Nine Shao: I can kiss you if I can’t pinch you! Humph!

Ming Shu: Pay back the money!

Nine Shao: What is the money, when did I owe you the money? Don't throw me the pot at random!

Ming Shu: Pay back the money!

Nine Shao: ...No.

Mingshu: (touch the knife)

Nine Shao: (Hugging the thighs) Can the meat be paid?