Fall In Love With A Substitute
Chapter 132 (21)
Especially Hua Xue, lingering, but also hearty.
This night, Yu Yu is feeding, whether it is Dantian and meridians, or another place.
Similarly, her smell of Song, in the mouth of her nose, the tongue is numb.
The sachet can only play this long-term utility. The eyes of Yu Yi still lick the lips because of the slightness, but still is still unfinished. She glanced over the eye, slightly dissatisfied.
Song Yizhen followed, the sound is lazy:
"No?"
"..." Yu Yan avoided the sluggage of the bed, put the sachet in the hands, "My sister also gave me angry?"
Song Yun did not answer, from her in her hand, the things that let themselves are subject to people, carefully, feel the breath:
"There is it, I can't have memories?"
Yu Yan collapsed his waist, his head was in the Song Yizhen shoulder, and I was here:
"My sister is not angry."
Song Yan pushed her away from the shoulders, and Yu Yi immediately leaned again, Song Yan did not move, said:
"Now I know wrong?"
Lu Yu nodded.
Song Yushen sighed, but did not say this again, she looked to Yu Yi, just what to say, suddenly.
Yu Yi's face ... change?
Previously, Yu Yi has been in front of himself, and she did not find something different.
At present, this face is in front of Yesterday, Yu Yi, who is absorbed before, and the face is very different.
From the forefront of the front, the five officials are exquisite to the beautiful, and there is a delicate and breath.
In the eyes, her bright apricots have become narrow, and the lips beads are stunned, and the cheeks are fragrant. The eyelids are gentle, and it is a charming style.
Song Yan stretched out the side face of Yuyi, smooth with soft face, tall her down.
Yu Yi also wants to make a mistake, and it is not dare to say about the line of the Song Dynasty:
"how?"
"You this face ..."
Yu Yan is a meal, this remembers what you have forgotten in the world.
She is already a golden Dan. At this time, she will go to Dantian. I can see the black cat in Dantian, who is in my head, and my tail is getting angry. I look at it. Black shadow of golden eyes.
But ... look like growing?
It is also a small animal.
Yu Yi face has no expression:
"This is the side effect of exercises."
Song Yan did not have a sound.
"Is it ugly?" Yu Yan did not confidently touch his face.
Although she didn't pay attention to her face before, she was particularly intended in front of Song Yu.
Song Yu shook his head, but there was a smile in his eyes: quit:
"I always feel ... and I am a bit like I."
"Ok?"
Song Yan is here, and Yu Wei is coming to the enchanting. It is more likely to give people like this.
But after the exit, she said that Yu Yi is now a bit like himself.
I think about it, Song Xiang see Yu Yi to get closer, the sound is as soft as the smoke, and it is fluttering:
"That ... is like a sister like a sister?"
Emotional thinking with the moon, the Mingyue quietly returned, and the morning light was ignorant.
The original appearance has been restored, the two are lying in bed, hands with hands in the chest and abdomen, if everything is calm.
When they were asleep, there was only half an hour from the morning. In this very short time, Yu Yi did a dream.
It is said that it is a dream, it should be said that she was in the dream in the dream, and I saw the previous Song Yu.
Yu Yi looked at this Song Dynasty, and Song Yu's face is not the same, but Yu Yi knows that this body is tough, women in a long skirt, is the smell of me.
She is surrounded by a gorgeous novelty home, steel forest-like city, driving on the road -
It is the same as the Song Dynasty, which is the "foreshirt" of Song Dynasty, and she can see the name.
Yu Yi rose vigilance, and then look at Song Yun, but found that Song Yizhen was standing on the side of the road, and a dark car stopped in front of her, the door opened, Song Yushen smiled and walked over, holding the car One hand reached out.
A woman's hand, exquisite wrist, finger bones, exception.
"Wait for a long time? For a long time, I am sorry."
"Nie Jiajia is big, my sister is a busy person, I will wait for a matter of not tightening." Song Dao said, the relatives in the words can be seen.
Song Yu ... is spoiled?
Yu Yi sucks tones, and his head is dizzy.
Have you seen Song Yan so embarrassed? At this time, I saw my sister to give other women, she was very condensed, and her eyes were like a ice pose, stabbed to the place where the woman was in the place.
If she is true at this time, this moment has been killed.
For this, Song Yu and women are unknown.
Song Yizhen lifted the dress and put the car. Yu Yi looked at them to leave, perhaps it would have a role. Her perspective is finally changed. She immediately moved, go see the woman's appearance -
Dark car window close up in her eyes.
Finally, in the continuous narrow perspective, Yu Yan only saw a red brown as a dark amber eye.
She looked quietly.
"-"
Unlimited dramatic trembling, dividing the dreams and reality, Yu Yi sits up from the bed.
"Yu Yi?"
Shikou is still a question that is still sleeping, "Dream?"
The long Yu Yushen in Yuyi is still in the brain, and the sea is like Yunhai rolling, and even the thinking is slow, she slows the slow, this is to see the Song Dynasty on the side.
Song Yan also sat up, but compared to himself, I tasted the sweetness of my sweet, and I was a big experience of the big fell, and Song Yan did not know, only this is an ordinary early morning.
Song Yan is very easy, Yu Yan bite the back to teeth, but then she has to admit that Song Yu is so this is because of her hand.
Thinking of this, she hangs down, can't help but descendantly, and want to sway the paw, tear the dream - or say, Song Yu's future of the world.
"What happened?" Song Yun saw she didn't talk, very concerned, "Do you want to talk to me?"
"Did not say."
This time Lu Yan replied quickly, almost a speed of reflex, Song Dynasty donned, said:
"This."
"Ok."
Yu Yi's crucifiduous interception, extensive.
Originally she thought, after getting up, put everything with the Song Yu and the tray.
but now……
She didn't say it.
Thinking of the pair of eyes, Yu Yi took the lips, holding the quilt for a long time, one word refused to say.
Under the bed, the small black cat clamp hugs the pulled cat ear, and the committee wrote into a ball.