Top-notch Master Masquerading As Cannon Fodder Female Companion

Wei Zhiqian took a step towards Tan Mo, and there was only one fist's distance between the two.

Wei Zhiqian was already tall, and so close, Tan Mo could only lift his neck with difficulty, and his neck was sore.

Wei Zhiqian also clearly saw the rosy red on Tan Mo's face.

Her eyes were also slightly distracted.

The focus is still on Wei Zhiqian's face, but Wei Zhiqian's face is a bit fuzzy, like a soft light filter has been added to soften his facial lines, not so sharp and clear.

Wei Zhiqian frowned slightly, seeing that Tan Mo's face turned redder and red.

He raised his hand and touched Tan Mo's forehead with his finger.

The strange thing is that when first put it on, it was not hot yet.

But after a few seconds, it started to heat up.

Wei Zhiqian felt strange, so he stayed for a few more seconds.

As a result, the temperature under the back of the finger is getting higher and higher, and there is a tendency to continue to rise.

"What's the matter?" Wei Zhiqian asked nervously, "have a fever?"

He took Tan Mo's arm and walked in, "I remember there is an electronic thermometer at home."

Wei Zhiqian walked in a hurry, but after only a few steps, he heard Tanmo say, "I don't have a fever."

"Uncle, you forgot, I have the power to heal. Unless the ability is too high, I won't get sick." Since childhood, except for the time when Wei Zhiqian was treated during the college entrance examination, she never gave birth. Any sickness.

Wei Zhiqian had forgotten this.

I just tried to talk about how hot the ink face was, and I became nervous.

Now when I think about it, it really is.

Wei Zhiqian finally stopped, and tried to talk about the temperature of Mo's forehead again.

When I first tried it, the temperature of Tanmo's forehead seemed to drop a little bit.

But within a few seconds, the temperature of her forehead rose again.

"Why is it hot and cold?" Wei Zhiqian became surprised.

It's not sick, how could it be so strange?

Looking at Tan Mo's red cheeks, Wei Zhiqian's fingertips touched it again.

The delicate skin carries the temperature of ironing.

Wei Zhiqian just wanted to ask something, but when his chest sank, he saw Tan Mo's forehead directly hit his chest, and he was lazily as if he had no bones.

The body was light forward, and when viewed from the side, he leaned against Wei Zhiqian's body, resting her forehead on his chest to support her weight.

"What's the matter?" Wei Zhiqian was surprised, and gently wrapped Tan Mo's shoulders, but didn't let her stand up straight, just let her forehead touch his chest.

"Um... I don't have the strength to stand on my own." Tan Mo's forehead was pressed against his chest, and he rubbed it left and right.

Wei Zhiqian chuckles, this little girl is so cute even when she is lazily.

I was about to sit down with Tanmo, and I saw a bottle of RIO on the coffee table.

Next to it is Tan Mo's notebook.

Sometimes Tan Mo puts his notebook on the coffee table, sits on the carpet, and writes by leaning on the sofa behind him.

The carpet is soft, thick, and fluffy.

It is very comfortable to sit on.

From time to time, Tanmo would bend his legs, rubbing the soles of his feet against the soft carpet.

Because it is a long-haired carpet, the foot will almost never pass the back of the foot when stepping on it.

Coupled with the fact that the carpet is white, it is more like stepping in the clouds.

At this time, Tan Mo didn't wear slippers, and stepped barefoot on the white carpet.

The carpet is creamy white, and it looks like her feet are not white yet.

Tan Mo's feet are white, with a little pink, and they look very clear.

Wei Zhiqian clearly remembered that although Tan Mo's feet were white and translucent, they were not pink.

I don’t know if it’s because of drinking.

Not only the face is red, but even the back of the feet is filled with the color of the juice milled out by roses.

It's really tight.

"Did you drink?" Wei Zhiqian simply held Tan Mo's waist with both hands, and with a little effort, he pulled her into his arms.

After moving both hands to her waist altogether, the long and distinct fingers of both hands crossed together, like a lock, locking Tan Mo in her arms.

It was fine when I first drank it.

Now after a while, the wine spirit began to come up.

Tan Mo's eyes were even more distracted.

With a "hmm", she nestled in Wei Zhiqian's arms, rubbing her cheeks against his chest several times with affection and trust.

Finally, the whole lazy person was attached to Wei Zhiqian's body.

"Just drank a few sips." Tan Mo smashed his lips, the red on his little face became a bit deeper, "It's quite delicious, sweet and sour, and it doesn't smell like alcohol."

Wei Zhiqian helped Tan Mo sit on the sofa.

He also sat next to Tan Mo, leaning over to pick up the can of cocktail on the table.

Wei Zhiqian had no choice but to drink just a few sips?

Most of the can is gone, only a little sloshing at the bottom of the can.

However, you can get drunk by talking about it, and it's okay.

The little girl's drink volume is really small, which makes people worry.

If she went out by herself, even if she just took a sip, she would be drunk and messed up.

How can this be reassuring?

In this case, how prone to accidents?

Now the little girl is not very sober, after Tanmo becomes sober, he has to talk to her.

Tan Mo took Wei Zhiqian’s arm and rubbed his small face on his arm a few times, “Today Mr. Zhu went to school to give me mooncakes. It was brought by my grandfather and grandma. I am worried that my roommates will have a short holiday. , So there is no way to go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival, so let them eat some mooncakes at school."

Wei Zhiqian chuckled, "The second old man thinks very carefully."

This has to be how much he likes to talk about ink, so that even Tanmo's roommate can take it into consideration.

"Yeah." Tan Mo nodded obediently, and there was a bright light in his misty eyes, "So I called my grandma right away."

Tan Mo tilted his head, his chin resting on Wei Zhiqian's shoulder, remembering what the old lady said, "Grandma too asked me to ask you something."

"What?" Wei Zhiqian turned his head and faced Tanmo's small face close to his eyes.

The white, flushed face, also exudes a sweet and sour fragrance.

The sweet and sour aroma seemed to come from the cocktail that Tan Mo had just drunk, and it seemed to come from her breathing, and it seemed to come from her own sweet scent.

The faces of the two of them are now close, and Wei Zhiqian can see clearly even the long and dense eyelashes on Tan Mo's eyes.

Wei Zhiqian couldn't help counting one by one.

But it didn't take long before he gave up.

Tan Mo's eyelashes are too thick, so they are so clear.

Wei Zhiqian's nose pointed at Tanmo's high nose, and the breath of the two of them intertwined.

It is the two different breaths, entangled with each other, getting hotter and hotter.

Wei Zhiqian swallowed and his throat slipped.

His eyes fell on her red cheeks, then on the tip of her nose, and finally on Tan Mo's slightly opened lips. The latest chapter address of the full-level boss dressed as a cannon fodder female match: https://www.readwn.com/book/159790. htmlFull-level big guys dressed as cannon fodder women's full text read address: https://www.readwn.com/read/159790 /full-level big guys dressed as cannon fodder women with txt download address: https://www.readwn.com/down/159790 .htmlFull-level big guys dressed as cannon fodder women with mobile phone reading: https://m.readwn.com/read/159790 /In order to facilitate the next reading, you can click "Favorites" below to record this time (Chapter 520 Eyes on Mo Weizhang's lips) Read the record, you can see it next time you open the bookshelf! If you like "Full-level Big Guys Dressed as Cannon Fodder Girls", please recommend to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.) This book, thank you for your support! (www.readwn.com)