Male God Please Lie Down

"we are good friends!!"

She said so.

Nima, this is the first time that she has become good friends with the original heroine in the plot. This feeling is really weird.

But it feels very warm, very warm.

"Let's cook together!"

There were tears in Lin Momo's eye sockets. She lifted her head slightly, condensed the tears, and looked at Wu Qingming with a smile.

"OK!!"

Wu Qingming walked to her side, and the two of them began to return to the pleasant atmosphere before.

Probably because of Lin's silent confession, the relationship between the two people has become more intimate.

"Actually, do you know Qingming? Sometimes men can't be stimulating. You stayed at Xia Andi at this time because you want to stimulate Xiao Lang, and you want him to recognize his own heart, but in the end, Xiao Lang will be even more upset, it's wrong to do this!"

Watching Lin Mo Moza talking to her, Wu Qingming was full of black lines.

Wait, didn't Lin Momo and Xiao Lang first fall in love in the plot?

Where did she know this? Right now, Wu Qingming looked at Lin Momo suspiciously.

Lin Momo was embarrassed by her for a while, "Actually...I also saw it in the book!!"

"..."

Wu Qingming was silent.

She suddenly thought, in the original plot, why Xiao Lang discovered his feelings for Lin Momo, it was because of that star!

She thought she could too!

It turned out that this case could not be used in general.

Wu Qingming fell into deep contemplation.

Finally finished the dishes, Xiao Lang did not come down.

Wu Qingming went to his room to look for him, his door was not locked, Wu Qingming easily pushed open his door.

Gently walked in, covered with a thick carpet on the ground, and stepped barefoot on it, very comfortable, as if walking in the clouds.

In his room, there was a lamp on, and he was sitting in front of the desk, lying on it, already asleep.

Wu Qingming walked to his side and saw him lying on the desk.

His eyelashes are very long, leaving a little shadow on his eyelids.

Under this kind of light, his skin also seems to be very good.

Wu Qingming looked at the drawing paper under his elbow, and it seemed that the Q version of the character was drawn on it.

It's just that he blocked it, and it was a bit hard to see.

For a moment, Wu Qingming also forgot that he was here to call someone to eat, and he began to work hard to prevent Xiao Lang from discovering it and still be able to see the painting he painted.

Her fingers, gently pinching a corner of the drawing paper, began to tug outside.

But this drawing paper still doesn't move at all, it still can't shake it.

Wu Qingming couldn't help frowning. Xiao Lang must have been pressing a bit too hard, so she couldn't take it away.

Seeing that the drawing paper could not be taken out, Wu Qingming also gave up, and her gaze stayed on Xiao Lang's face again.

Under the light, his skin is really good!

When people look at it, it feels like a brilliant jade.

Wu Qingming couldn't help but stretched out his finger and started to touch his face.

Very smooth!

This kind of feel is really good. It turns out that touching someone's face is also addictive.

After this one after another, I simply don't want to pick up my hands.

Suddenly, Wu Qingming felt the temperature around him, and it dropped abruptly. She saw it at this time, and Xiao Lang opened his eyes slightly.