Falling In Love Inside An Urban Legend

"Well ~~ ~"

In the kitchen,

Black short hair, tall man is taking songs.

Just like an uneven husband, sitting on the table while waiting for the "wife" of the meal to the meal.

"Xiao Yao, do you like to eat ribs?"

The face-to-peer-beautiful man has a disc of a hot hot dish, intimately on the ear of the ear, and the arc of the mouth is sweet and gentle.

,,,,,

"yes I like."

I heard the answer of the lover, the man seems very happy, kisses the horns of the lover, placed the meals in the hand on the table.

Looking at the man's looks like often sitting on the chair around him, the expression is soft, can not help but swallow the mouthwater.

terrible.

Ghosts are really terrible.

It is clear that it is still in a strange villa full of blood, a blink of an eye, is forced to sit in the original dining table, as if everything just just is just a hallmark.

,, sweat smoothly, the side face of his arc, he only saw himself with scars.

That is the scar of friction on the ground when escaped.

Therefore, everything just now is not his illusion.

"Small, still pain?"

The eyebrow man is gentle to close, and the tenderness in the eyes is simply judged compared with the macrower in the strange villa.

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He put his hand, his finger was violent, and the flesh and blood outside the skin was very eye-catching.

The man gently held the fairy finger, the scorpion was semi-confident, shocked the tyrannical and horror.

"Sorry, Xiaoyang, I didn't protect you, harm you so much, those guys ... died too easy."

When the last few words are spit out, the man's tone becomes a moment of distortion, and it is not a soft.

I was suffering and ghost, and the cold sweat was more joyful, but he was still not awkward. I was afraid that I was in a hurry to tear him.

"Haha, what is this, not hurt, a man, this point is not enough!" .

I heard the words, the man looked up at the smile and beautiful smile, and couldn't help but feel soft.

"Yeah, Xiaoyu is the most brave, I like Xiaoyu most."

: "..." This is the same as the child.

What I want to do, I didn't want to understand a few hours. He was full of fear until it was lying in the moment of the master bedroom.

Why can't you live in a guest? Do you have to live in the master bedroom, but also a bed with the ghost? ? ?

It is not to kill pigs and can't be so mentally tortured.

Is there some humanitarian spirit!

, prepare to show up with the ghosts, to kill you, follow him, 20 years later, it is a good Han!

"Is there any uncomfortable?"

The ghost looked at his beloved guy, the eyebrows bend, the pale skin tone was more obvious under the light luminescent light.

I just stood up and stamp it, I was lying on the bed.

It's better to live, people are worse than knowing.

I think so like this, comfort yourself, but still shivered after the ghost.

Is this a ghost to eat people before going to bed?

I looked at the gang and the closer, the face was pale.

A gentle kiss falls on the lips of .

"Small, sleep, good night."

It's stiffly to close your eyes, the brain is blank, and it has been asleep soon.

Yun Yan looked at your loved man, the appearance of the sleep, the love and paranoia in the eyes aggravate in the eyes of ordinary sick emotions.

His cold white cheek has flushed, obsessed with lover's skin, and wants to leave his own unique mark on your lover.

He loves Xiao Wei ... Xiaomang will always stay around him, right? Xiaoyao ...

The ghost love has never hidden, and the ghost gesture alone makes him more eager to get his love, like a spider waiting for the prey to get into the net, it is very patient.

In the morning, I was awake under the harassment of the sun.

Open your eyes, I looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, and I looked at the clouds sleeping on the side, gradually lost the expression.

Even the sun is not afraid, this is invincible.

I have been sleeping, I feel the eyes of love, this is satisfied, and smiles gentle.

He is eager to pay attention to your love, eager to almost crazy.

"Xiao Yu woke up, hungry is not hungry, I will give you a meal."

I nodded very well, waiting for Yunqi to go out after washing, I dare to go to bed, and I will have a simple to wash it, and I went to the restaurant.

In the restaurant, Yunfei is living in a home, and the silk tower, the handsome face will always carry a gentle look.

At first glance, it seems that there is no difference with normal humans, only that excessive pale skin shows his unusual identity.

but……

Why, don't you kill him?

The corpse is usually sitting on the table, mechanically eating breakfast, watching the hot eyes on the side of the sky, still unnaturally risking cold sweat.

What do you want to do this?

Are you playing with him? I want to wait for him to relax, think that when I have n'thing to do, I will eat him again?

I thought about my own one hundred deaths, but I guess the mind of the cloud.

The clouds that have been a smile is a horrible ghost. He can only let him slaughter, and the heart is full of every second, and he will have torture.

After breakfast, I watched the TV on the living room on the salted fish.

Yunqi is like everything, sitting around him before, give him a fruit platter, help him find a game.

But there is no way to be as natural as before.

He is somewhat late to eat the food of the cloud, and the player is stiffly holding the game handle to play the game, and even the game character is dead, it is still habitually pressed the button.

Yun Kai smiled and hugged his lovely lover, not in the god of the people, full of face.

Such a virtual scene for the snake has been maintained for a while, the more I want to have a big spirit of the spirit.

He fell off his handle and looked at the price of expensive game hand shattered a place, and he was strong. "You, when will I kill me?"

If you can, it is better to kill him now, and the taste of death is too sad.

"What is Xiao Wei talking, you will never die, no one can hurt you, even if I don't ..."

The skin is marble, and the people who are in a smile, the lover, the sound line is soft and magnetic, and it is very charm.

I can listen to this pleasing voice but only feel like a crane.

Also want to continue to play this false game? Looking at him is afraid of the ugly ugly, is this weak?

,, "" "" "

"I just became a small white face of ginger, you have to kill you!"

After the emotions, the big mouth was breathed, and his head was blown with his head before he got the ghost.

After all, as long as it is a man, it is impossible to endure yourself wearing a green hat, this time he will die.

Just, the response to the face is some different from him.

I saw the smile on the face of men's faces gradually faded, and the scarlet beads looked at the squats, flashing faintly.

The pair used to tear the girl's hand to hold the cheeks. The sound suppressed many ,, like killing, it is like laughing: "It doesn't matter, ginger is no longer Will appear, after we have two, even if she has touched you, we will always be together, this is enough. "

As long as you love him, it is enough.

Xiaoyang's words, I don't have to do anything, just stay with him.

The love of the ghost is twisted and humble, and he is obsessed with the lover in front of him, and it is obsessed with everything that loving people, and it is also tolerate everything.

, ,,,,,,,,,,,, ,,, ,

He opened his mouth, just prepared to kiss the lips, the tip of the tip of the tongue.

! ! !

Feel the ghost tongue sweep in his mouth, and his face is red, and he has never had a kissing experience. He quickly caught in a mess.

Very strange, when the rich woman is slightly near him, he will have a feeling of vomiting, but the cloud is not, he even ...

Even some feelings of this skin blind date.

His heartbeat accelerates, the cheeks are red, and the arms that are ready to resist are also unknowingly caught the ridges of people from the body.

I don't know what is the feeling of myself. It is the oppression before death, which made him crazy or really fell in front of the ghost. He could only kiss his neck, chest, every inch skin. .

"I love you ... Xiao Wei? Also love me?" Yunfeng's voice is low, gas.

"Call! I ... also ... love you ..."

I hit the bright back of the clouds, and the sweat was damp, the corner of the eyes pany red.

Too strange, what is he saying!

What love doesn't love! Why be this! How can he say such a meat?

The heart is crazy, but he is unable to control his body. At the same time, it is even unfamiliar with the heart of the cloud, and the eyes are fascinating.

Yunfeng felt the response of the lover, and it didn't seem to be confident, and then smiled more exciting.

He looked at his beautiful pupil, only his shadow was reflected. The inner empty hole seems to be satisfied, love and fascination, let him hate the love people in his arms in the bones, which are integrated.

But he is not willing, but he has to kiss your lover, and the palm is stroked with a smooth skin, and it is unwilling to leave.

Whether it is a ghost or after, the only thing that Yunqi wants to do, that is, it is all the attention of the lover, and now he is finally got.

His love, got a response, his lover, also loved him.

"We will ... forever together ..." Yunrui repeatedly said that many times have been said, the singularity of the buddy, the brain that has become chaotic, and I feel that this sentence is really familiar.

It seems that there is countless times before he says countless times before his ear, and he has habitually represented: "Well ... will."

They will of course be together forever.

The empty living room sounded a sticky water and the sofa overwhelmed sound, and the wheezing was not a long time.