Chapter 308 Joyful Fireworks
If you don't understand, just ask, what should I do if the boy I like kisses another man?
Ms. March 7th could not see Hua Huo's face, but she could see An Ming hugging and kissing another person behind the terrace, which reminded her of the cold and arrogant Sunday she had seen before.
How terrifying! How terrifying! Who would have thought that the succubus An Ming's ability could capture even someone like Sunday, and even transcend gender.
At this time, Sanyueqi was in Xing's room telling Ah Xing, who was happily eating melons, everything she had just seen. For some reason, as long as she stayed with little Sanyue, she would have endless melons to eat.
Who can refuse to listen to a fresh and big news before falling asleep?
"Sunday? That's not good." Even if we use the most stringent scoring standards and a critical eye to evaluate Sunday, I'm afraid we can only get a perfect evaluation. If we have to pick out any flaws from it, then only a little bit of sister-con attribute is worth criticizing.
Xing looked at Sanyueqi with a sad look and murmured, "Sanyue, look at all the opponents you have. Now not only women, but even men are trying to snatch Anming from you."
"What's more, that guy is the head of the Oak family and the person who apparently has the final say in the family."
"Wait, this isn't the point, is it?" San Yue Qi's mouth twitched slightly, "Even you think An Ming would French kiss a man?"
"why not?"
Xing showed an expression of awe, "That's the immortal An Tianzun, even a man can accept it," she sighed with emotion.
But when I think of that scene, I still feel a little uncomfortable.
"March, the task of reshaping An Ming's sexual orientation is something only you can accomplish!" Xing pressed his hands firmly on March's shoulders and spoke in a serious tone:
"We must let An Ming experience the charm of women. Only in this way can we pull him back to the right path!"
Xing looked at Xiao Sanyue's not-so-small plumpness with an expression that showed she understood everything, her face full of solemnity, "This will cost you everything you have, use the facial cleanser to launch an offensive against An Ming!"
San Yueqi's cheeks flushed slightly, but after thinking carefully, she realized that she had already kissed him, so it was time to move on to the next step. As long as she could grasp the points...
"I understand!"
San Yueqi showed a determined look of being ready to die, and his look was even more resolute than when An Ming faced the Insect King alone.
This time, she pressed her chest into the gun chamber!
This is the last lesson!
"Let's name it - Tie Zi Jue!"
Therefore, the immortal master of love, A Xing, passed on the second move of love to his only beloved disciple, San Yue Qi, believing that with this, even An Ming would not be able to resist.
Who said March 7 can't win? She wants March to stand and win the final victory!
Xing is determined to give her all to complete this last dance for March 7th.
An Ming naturally didn't know what happened on March 7th. He didn't plan to set off fireworks and leave so easily. There were still many things he hadn't asked, so how could he let this little devil lady escape like this?
After all, what is the current situation of Pinocchio, and what kind of deal has Robin reached with Hanabi? An Ming lacks a lot of information about Pinocchio's script.
"Want to know?"
Hanabi put her head close to Anming's ear, bit his ear gently with her red lips, and breathed out warm air.
Those eyes that were like a kaleidoscope and could make people lose themselves in them, stared at An Ming like a succubus, without hiding the lust in them at all.
Hanabi doesn't care about what others think. As the Envoy of Pleasure, all she needs is to make herself happy, and her happiness can only be achieved with Anming's body.
An Ming was also unable to expect that Huo Huo would be so straightforward. Normally, the previous reunion scenes should have been a touching hug, and then they would talk about everything that had happened in the years without each other.
Why does everything fast forward to the love part when it comes to Fireworks?
Isn't this right? The fireworks in An Ming's impression were far from being so bold. Could it be that this was also Aha's fault?
Aha protested his innocence, saying that his joy and the joy that Hanabi pursued were obviously not on the same path, and the only one who could make Hanabi truly happy both physically and mentally was Anming.
The last time that Hanabi and Anming were intimate and distant was so many Amber Ages ago. The fact that she has not been suffocated to death until today is a result of her strong will.
This can't be blamed on Huo Huo. After all, it's An Ming's fault. Huo Huo doesn't think there's anything wrong with her. She just wants her own man. Is there anything wrong with that?
When she saw the beautiful girls around An Ming with the mask of Sunday, she was already a fool for not losing her temper on the spot. As an elegant lady of the envoy, the pleasure that Hua Huo truly recognized would never be so simple and crude.
Even if we need to punish An Ming a little, we should wait until Lady Hanabi has had enough fun.
Also, she is the only one who can bully An Ming.
Director Hua’s advantage is that no one knows about her relationship with An Ming yet. Even a robin would never guess that she personally welcomed her biggest love rival into Pinocchio.
"Oh, are you shy?" This time it was Hanabi's turn to repeat to himself what An Ming had just said to "Sunday". The lively girl like an elf held An Ming's hand and showed a teasing smile.
"The hotel room is right next to it, why don't you go in and try it?"
"Would you like to see Hanabi-sama's body?"
Hanabi pushed An Ming to the edge of the cliff step by step, not giving him any chance to breathe or think, just like a hunter slowly forcing his prey into a desperate situation.
An Ming was brought into the rhythm of Fireworks without realizing it. The surrounding environment began to melt into a dreamy space. Colorful fox masks appeared on the walls of the hotel, as if each one was Fireworks' smiling face.
The Hua Huo in school uniform kissed An Ming gently, the Hua Huo in dancing costume hugged his back tightly, the Hua Huo in a beautiful suit rubbed his chest obsessively - all kinds of Hua Huo appeared in various places in the corridor, wearing different costumes, touching An Ming rudely.
There was a look of satisfaction and happiness on every firework's face, as if they had encountered the most beautiful moment in the world.
They laughed and surrounded An Ming. Each of them rushed up and kissed his lips with a happy smile.
An Ming knew that he had fallen into the illusion of fireworks. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then shouted to the sky:
"Xuan'er, I like fireflies!"
Hanabi: “?”