MTL - The President is Being Shameless Again-Chapter 326 It's a shame to talk about love and swap accounts!

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326 It's shameful to talk about love and exchange accounts!

I don't know if this group of people have been guarding Weibo all the time, there is nothing else to do.

He just paid attention to Xu Moyan, and Han Zhuoli's private message came over, "Brother, hello, I'm Han Zhuoli, just follow them and call me Zhuozi."

Wei Zilin: "..."

He moved his finger and uttered a sentence, "Who do you call a sibling?"

Han Zhuo Li stayed, ah, brother and sister's temper is not very good, this is Wei Zilin's.

But before he answered, Wei Zilin sent another one, "I'm Wei Zilin."

Han Zhuoli: "..."

He originally wanted to quietly find Xu Moyan's suit, and let her take care of Wei Zilin, and don't show off his loneliness to his old lady.

Who knows, it was Wei Zilin's Weibo on Xu Moyan.

It's a shame to talk about love and swap accounts!

Others obviously did not stay on Weibo like Han Zhuoli, but also later, they sent private messages to introduce themselves to Xu Moyan.

Wei Zilin pulled her directly into the WeChat group of "eighty-sixty-four".

This time, the WeChat group also followed the excitement.

Wei Zhiqian: "Welcome and welcome, congratulations to Linzi!

Han Zhuoli: "Is Xu Meiyan or Wei Zilin now?"

Nan Jingheng: "Why, is Zilin up?"

Han Zhuoli: "They exchanged accounts to show love! It's so shameful!"

Chu Zhaoyang sent a welcome expression, in which there was a cheese cat selling moe, which really did not match the cold image of Chu Zhaoyang. It was too dramatic.

Yan Beicheng: "Lao Chu, don't sell cute, we are not used to it."

Qi Chengzhi: "Well, you are still the same as before, just put a period."

Yan Huaian: "Lao Chu sells me well."

Wei Zilin used Xu Moyan's account to post: "It's still me, Wei Zilin, she's baking a cake, and my cell phone is with me."

Everyone: "..."

Han Zhuoli: "Hehe."

Wei Zhiqian: "Hehe."

These two people have a very hard feeling.

Wei Zilin ignored them. In fact, Han Zhuoli's are too lazy to ignore him now.

Wei Zilin held the mobile phone, looking back at Xu Moyan's creamy back, and took a picture behind her.

In the picture, Xu Moyan is standing upright, her back is beautifully curved, she lowers her head and applies cream to the cake, revealing only a thin and fair neck and ears on one side, and a small half of the cheek.

People can't see her face, but can see her beautiful and quiet side. Just a fair complexion can make people think.

The action standing in front of the countertop seemed so quiet and beautiful, like a beautiful picture, Tian Mei made Wei Zilin's eyes open.

Until Xu Moyan moved, went to take the melted chocolate and poured it on the cake surface, Wei Zilin was reluctant to take back his gaze. Head down to open the Weibo client in Xu Moyan's mobile phone, and send out the back view of Xu Moyan's cake, with text.

Silently: I'm Yu Linling.

There are only these five simple words, no more. It is enough to match the photo he just took, which is enough to explain everything.

Wei Zilin waited patiently for the fans' comments, and it really lived up to his expectations. After this Weibo came out, the response speed was faster than any previous Xu Moyan.

"Oh my God, I'm dumbfounded!"

"Big God, don't abuse the dog like this!"

"Well! How can you prove that you are Yu Linling!"

"If the morning video is just a hint, this is a public confession of love!"

"Actually, I still don't understand how the two are together."

"Sure enough, my goddess is so beautiful."

"The goddess is really killing in the back."

Wei Zilin smiled slightly and clicked this comment to reply: "She is also very positive."

Just such a reply made the comment explode.

"Great God can't help it!"

"very sweet."

"I was flopped by the Great God."

Of course, there is also a not very friendly voice, and one comment said, "It's not the silent word that is fine."

Wei Zilin's lips froze slightly, immediately took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo. Did not reply to that comment, and said nothing, but just reposted the "I am Yu Linling" Weibo, using actual actions to prove, directly face.

The fans of Xu Moyan in the comments were also very powerful, and responded to the message one after another, "The power of the great **** is 233333."

"Don't be ugly. [Goodbye]"

"Does anyone commit fine points? In the morning, the gods have confessed with videos and recognize the reality classmates."

"Being able to let the Great God fight in person, you have a big face."

Wei Zilin was relieved, then closed Weibo, put the mobile phone aside, stood up and walked behind Xu Moyan, putting her into her arms.

Xu Moyan made a move. Fortunately, the cake was in the final stage, and when Wei Zilin circled her, the cake was just ready.

Wei Zilin found that she was accustomed to tying her hair into a bun when cooking, which was clean and fresh. It was like he went to her house and watched her cook. Bare white slender neck.

Head down, making the back neck more slender, elegant and beautiful. He couldn't help but put his lips on her back neck and kissed them little by little.

Xu Moyan couldn't stop shaking, dropped the decorative bag on his hand, and held Wei Zilin's wrist.

"Can it be eaten?" Wei Zilin's lips didn't know when it came to her ears, so she pressed her ears against her.

Xu Moyan couldn't resist the charm of his voice, and now the sound of moisturizing magnetol came close to her ears, and she could still feel the vibration of the sound in her ears, as if accompanied by the sound of electric current. The warm breath he exhaled flowed into her ears, tingling.

Wei Zilin asked these words, and Xu Moyan couldn't help but wanted to crook.

What the **** ... want to eat?

The idea was crooked, and Wei Zilin suddenly choked her ears.

At this moment, Xu Moyan no longer needs to doubt, his "eating" must not mean cake.

"I paid attention to you just now, and pulled you into our WeChat group, Lin Chu was also inside." Wei Zilin pinched her ears and explained. "In the face of them, you don't need to be nervous. In fact, they are just like ordinary people and get along very well. They have very good personalities. There are a few people who are so ambiguous. You can just talk to them.

Xu Moyan nodded, soft and unsound, he couldn't stand up at all, all held by Wei Zilin.

"I know, you are so good, your friends must be the same as you." Xu Moyan said in a soft voice, tilting his head unconsciously as he kissed, and exposed a large area for his convenience.

Wei Zilin suddenly tightened her arms. She was so overwhelmed that she couldn't control her joy. Pinpointing her lips, she turned her head to face her, embraced her arms completely, and kissed deeply.

Xu Moyan leaned softly against Wei Zilin's arms, a little breathless. Wei Zilin finally let go of her lips, but stuck it up under her eyelids again.

Both the eyelids and the nose can feel the hot temperature, and the entire face is burning.

"Going on like this, I might make mistakes." Wei Zilin muttered, the original clear voice was deep and hoarse, tightly tight, like a string that was so tight to the extreme, it would break with a single stroke.

Xu Moyan clutched his shirt with his hands trembling. After a nap, his shirt was not as flat as he had seen earlier.

The tie was long gone, and the collar was wide open, revealing two sections of the collarbone inside, and even a small white skin under the collarbone. The shirt was even slightly wrinkled by her.

Coupled with his hoarse voice at this time, it was even more unbearable.

The tip of Xu Moyan's nose was a bit hot, thinking of the high-H note mentioned by fans previously. It's not that far, the man's voice is already so seductive, tempting and confused. Really ... Really by then, I guess she really has no resistance at all.

Wei Zilin supported her waist, and after a while, feeling that she had returned a little strength, she smiled and asked, "Can you stand still?"

Xu Mo gave him a blank look. "It could have been, but you hit me with your voice again, and your legs were a little soft."

These words drew Wei Zilin's string of chuckles, low-pitched and pleasing, such as the line that raised the pro bass, slowly flicked, a bit heavy, a bit brittle, and with an endless sound.