Come to Douluo, you're not a scumbag

Tears gradually uncontrollable with the pain of your heart.

The tears of the big droplets were poured in the eye, and they were different from just now, this has reached the extent that Ning Rongrong is completely uncontrolled.

It is said that women are water, and Ning Rong, who is in front of them is the best example.

The tears under pour is completely unable to stop, and there is a growing trend.

It is aware that he has not stopped from being stopped. It is not allowed to find Tang Dust to find other girls, and it is unable to stop.

She still can't live, the inner painful gates are generally fallen.

The crying sound from the small sound is high, and the tears dripped the sound is so loud in the silent room.

Just like generally hit the heart of Tang Dust.

I always make me sad, I hate you.

[Go away, don't come to see me again.

Although both hands are stunned at the eyes, there is more and more tears, just like excessive accumulation now, now a lot of disclosure.

And because of the mood, her hand is not a lightweight, very fast, the little hand and delicate pretty face continue friction, the corner is presented is the color of the ruddy.

"You look at me."

Tang Mu Chen low voice came.

At the same time, his big hand is not idle, take the initiative to hold her face.

"The cattle will open."

Ning Rongrong took a thick nasal sound because of crying, and it was not right.

The big hand of Tang Mu dust was blocked by her with a small hand.

However, Tang Mu Chen's soul is not unreasonable, continues to move forward, like it is necessary to hold her little face.

Rongrong students will naturally not agree.

Thus, this room presents a very strange situation.

A crying little girl is red, using his own little hand to stop the big hand of a boy, but it is like playing, and has a strong contrast with her red scorpion.

"go away."

She glared at the red and happy, there were some angry looking at him.

Ning Rongrong's little hand grabbed his big hand and did not let him continue halfway.

But she knew the next moment, Tang Mu Chen, the purpose of this love monster is definitely not for his own face, this is a feeling of catching his hand in Ning Rongrong.

Because he didn't use any strength, he took himself to grab his hand.

In other words, this bastard is to let himself catch his hand.

[Soul.

The heart is secretly jealous.

The expression with strong dislikes, the movements in the hands are not slow, and they will thrown it to him.

The face blooms unhappy look.

But the tears on the face did not continue to flow because these movements did not continue.

Looking at Ning Rongrong in front of Tang Mu dust, I'm secretly thinking: "Sure enough, let's not see girls cry."

"I am still a man in Assi."

The body is slightly close, he wants to test the idea of ​​honor.

She did not refuse, or said, because of the just crying and stopping Tang Dust's actions, she has spent most of her strength.

As everyone knows, the girl who is a little drip will lack your strength after a big cry, this time is a can be the multiply of some boys.

Now Tang Dust is the soul of those who hate to teeth.

The big hand is quietly extended, this time, Ning Rongrong did not refuse.

His hand is easy to apply her delicate white.

Touching ice is cold, delicate skin is smooth, and there is a refreshing fragrance that smells.

Tang Mu Chen's movements were extremely gentle, and the sound of her cheek was slightly, and the movement was slightly moving.

The movement is very slow, the opposite Ning Rongmei is big, and the eyes are not staring at Tang Dust, which seems to have fallen into some confused states.

Slowly reach out of the thumbs and caress her tears.

The head is close, and the eyes are focused, and he carefully carested her tears hanging on the scorpion.

"Oiss, don't you cry?"

His voice is very gentle.

She looked at his eyes with a touch of confused, in short, did not refuse his action.

Tang Mu dust is rare, she also wants to enjoy some.

He did not further, just touched her round and touched pretty face.

"Sorry."

The tone is a strong embarrassment, he apologizes.

"Ok?"

Ning Rong has a little bit of his own scorpion, which suddenly broke away from the sadness of just now, but there is a little not knowing this.

The two met for six years, Ning Rongrong didn't know that he had loved him in a few years old, but she had been used to watching him for a long time.

She is used to looking up at him behind him, looking at his power, witnessing his growth.

But there has been no change, it is his absolute power.

Whether it faces anyone who is a deep look, no matter who fights, it is able to win.

Perhaps, every girl wants to have a person who can look up.

But if this is, you can't touch her.

Really let her like him, it is the feeling between the two people who don't make sincerity, and he is only special attitude towards yourself.

She wants, but he is only his special attitude towards yourself.

Until the matter of the men and women, she understood that this is the so-called possession.

However, I know that I only have this thing, she can't lose.

Douro's continent is not against the three wives and four sorrows. Even her relatives also have a three-wife four sorrows. Tang Puthen is a child's ability to show a girl, it is destined to have only one girlfriend.

At this point, she knows and understands.

But why did you just show such an angry look, just a district saw him grabbed her waist.

[No, actually, let me feel sad, when he grabs, the infinite gentle and careful wing of the girl.

[Imprinted this, it belongs to my power.

Ning Rongrong fell into the whirlpool of thinking.

She thought, in the bistro, Tang Mu Chen smashed her slim waist, her face was gentle, and the two opposed, everything was in the middle.

But this is how glad to yourself.

......

The opposite Tang Mu Chen did not leave.

Help her sort out the tears on the face, so a beautiful face of Bai Jingli revealed.

But the red pass-through scorpion is still red.

Seeing this, Tang Puthen suddenly went up and gently close her slightly closed big eyes.

Extending his tongue slightly squatted.

She can feel the feeling of roughness and moist.

This action seems to have hooked her memories and became a key to Tang Dust.

Slightly vent your body, still by him to kiss himself, even with many of his Ti solution on his face.

I seem to have returned to a certain day in the past.

She had a long time for her for a long time, and she ran out of the door, and the sky was drained.

The fine rain is hit on his own hair, and the whole person is wet, it is very uncomfortable.

But you still don't go home.

I don't want to blame my father: I don't want to go, I want to go, I don't want to leave him.

Although I have already planned to live in a place, but because of the horses and tiger, there is no wallet.

Some sad kneeling in a place, looking at the fine rain outside, a sad feelings flow quietly in the heart.

A cold blown, I couldn't help but play a cold battle.

At that time, the autumn wind October, I wore a thin skirt, quietly squatting under the roof.

Outside the door is clearly a car tall dragon, but it is nothing to do with me.

I smoked in the outside, I bowed slightly, and didn't let the small face * affected by the cold air.

Suddenly there is a footsteps.

A burning big hand has quietly appeared in front of me.

(Ox, I reviewed the god of elementary school to play the world today, and the results have been playing a day.