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Chapter 40

Chapter 40

    "I... just crave your body."

    Li Qian was stunned.

    But soon, a suspicious red tide quickly appeared on his brows. He approached Mo Mo and tugged at his collar: "Sister is my elder sister, so I think I'm not progressing fast enough..."

    "You misunderstood." Mo Mo He grabbed his wrist that kept going down, and said with a blank face, "People who are greedy for meat don't eat meat, do you know what this is for?"

    "What?"

    Mo Mo said seriously, "to lose weight."

    Li Qian: ...

    Mo Mo continued: "With your body, which woman is not greedy? Do you want to let them eat it all over again?"

    Li Qianzhong said, "I only let you eat."

    "So you just want to talk to them. Do I maintain this relationship between greed and not greed?" Mo Mo said seriously, "If you feel happy, I can cooperate with you."

    Li Qian's eyes followed Mo Mo's red lips slowly cruising, passing by her white neck, sweeping She passed her graceful figure, and finally returned to her face.

    As if he had made up his mind, he swallowed and said, "I don't want to be just like you, I want you to be like me because of love."

    Mo Moyu patted his shoulder earnestly: " Boy, you still need to grow up."

    Then he slipped away.

    Tuliu Li Qian was in a daze alone.

    After thinking for a long time, he realized that he was being frightened by Mo Mo.

    Who said that there is only one kind of relationship that is greedy for love? He could completely relieve Mo Mo's cravings, and in the end he couldn't stop and couldn't do without him, so he fell in love with him!

    This is a shortcut!

    Li Qian felt that he was very witty, so he took action immediately.

    in the bar.

    Mo Mo had just found a clean place to sit down and was about to listen to the little girl on the stage to sing and relax when he suddenly saw a familiar figure on the stage.

    I saw Li Qian replaced the girl who was singing and stood in the center of the stage holding the microphone.

    He was wearing a soft white shirt with a few buttons on the neckline, and he could vaguely see the curvature of his chest muscles.

    The originally obedient little milk dog's hairstyle has also changed, with a few strands of broken hair floating on his forehead, which has the taste of an amorous prodigal son.

    Immediately afterwards, four players of drummer, guitar, bass, and keyboard entered the field one after another. A burst of manic music sounded, and Li Qian held the microphone and played a curved rock.

    His voice is very pure, and singing this kind of more impetuous rock has a unique flavor.

    Originally, the residents of this clearing bar were all folk singers, mainly small, fresh and soothing. Suddenly, Li Qian was so irritable that Mo Mo thought that the audience would leave because it was too noisy.

    Who knows that those who usually clamor for cleanliness have already begun to shake light sticks with the rhythm.

    When Li Qian sang, he kept staring at Mo Mo's direction, his eyes piercing and discharging.