Hua Xu Yin: City of Desperate Love

I bite my lips: "But you will also. Do you feel too much about talking to me this evening, so I think I don't think I don't think I?"

He shook his head, seemed to look at it: "You play me to see you to see yourself, that is different, but."

I looked at the moon in the sky: "But want me how many times, will you like me? I want you to feel touched immediately, immediately like me, even because I like it, I don't care."

He stopped, turned back, and he looked at me in complicated. For a long time, slowly said: "You still have a small."

This night is ending in such a word unknown sentence. The next day, I ran to ask Jun Wei, a person said that you still say that you are still too small, as a result, he looked for half a day: "In fact, I said, you are not a woman, the top is a girl, no, no, no, no, The girls can't say, and I have to add a small word in front. "

I was holding a fist by me. But I think that Murmond said that he does that, he feels too small, I think I am not charming enough.

How can I be charming mature, I don't understand. If he prefer the girl like that, I will work hard. This kind of thing to lose self must not, I don't understand, such as a brother, there will be no one. But they have enough time, I have no time.

As long as you can reach a predetermined purpose, you can try it anymore. Just this T, I like it is so difficult. This also blame him, he is a slow person.

Although I was so troublesome, I was harmful to the lack of Liang Zi, and the sword after two days did not see some signs of participation.

In the reacted, he did not necessarily be the sword, and I would believe what I believe in the public.

More important than the sword, the sword will need to break the seven-star swords of the sword furnace. When the swordsman can, it is just that the main purpose is nothing to see if there is anything available. This is in line with him consistent style.

Mousse and public innocence are basically not in the inn, Junyi helped me to go to Yingchuan's largest green building to find the most clear, saying that I have a charming woman's style, it is worth it, but it is not a Good way to express.

I will imitate from a child. The results can be seen in Song Ding, and I can see Murong An. Because of the need to replace one, do not need to use the human skin mask to make the appearance of the person, but also to give the man's moderately, the people's style is depicted. The woman in Junqi came, and she smiled in my heart.

How to condense thousands of words in a faint glimpse, how to refer to the orchid and easily remove tea, and how the fan fan is hidden in front of the lips. After studying, I almost successfully replicated her gesture, and I always felt unhappy.

Until this Huacai helped me painted a delicate and strong makeup, I suddenly found the problem, I sent her away, I took my head: "Today, a day, you also barely calculate a man, there is a man Didn't find those gestures, it is full, but the dust is full, and he must see it. I am playing. I am going to learn. I have to be beaten ... "

Jun Yan angry: "What is me, I barely count a man!"

After watching me for a long time, he also a little discouraged. "You said this, it is true, you have to be charming and dignified, this is too difficult ..." Sudden eyes are bright, "Your mother is not called Why do you have a lady in the entire Bathroom? Her one moves, should you still remember? "

I stayed: "Ha?"

Jun We will continue to say: "How do your mother give your father, how do you make a speech, this is actually simple, it is a pity that this is a lot of money today ..."

I thought about it: "Then you have to be responsible for me to see if it is like."

I don't know, I don't know, my impression of my mother is in fact. The king family is indifferent, and I don't have a long side.

Since the age of sixteen, returning to the satellite, and meet her is also the number. In the impression, the mother forever makeup. The father of the father can sing, and the mother is very different, especially good for wine.

Another father brought a good wine for a good altar to make a mother's product, I have seen her to fight the appearance, very charming.

The cup and the wine are ready, the month is, I hold the white porcelain cup for a long time, Jun Hao took the needle to pick the lamp.

The side head is looking at the shadow of the right hand from the wall, just like the net bottle of the monk. I think of a child, Master is not allowed to go down the mountain to see the shadow play, I and Junyi simply find candles and curtains, and use your fingers to be in the screen to be entertaining. Push him with the elbow, and let your head indicate that he looks like a shadow like a net bottle on the wall. He looked half, suddenly took away the cup of the cup that was originally held in his hand, he also reached a hand, and it was very brave than the big cylinder.

I put a loose, and the consumption planted immediately.

Jun is angry: "Yes, let me go to the oil."

I raised my fingers: "I obviously than the big belly, I haven't got a good time, I'm got me, it is better than a rabbit, this is to play a rabbit fight."

Jun frowned: "That is too difficult, I will not be better than the rabbit, the peacock is also very good, one male peacock, phase, phase ..."

I nodded: "Well, then two male peacock grab the ground, you keep don't move, wait for me to go,"

The peacock is just going down, Jun Wei's voice: "... Hello, your nails are so powerful, I am with you!"

I was shocked: "You can also take it back! What is it loud?"

The three knocks on the door, and it has not been reacted. The door has been pushed away. Mushu hugged his face and did not look at us onside. Jun's hand is in half, but also keeps that comic posture, I am also. There is no niche of the lamp, and Jun is recovering, whispered: "You are talking." Get up and useless to express me: There is something loud, I am next door.

Jun, before the foot, I'm launching the door, slowly walking, sitting next to me, letting it open a tea cup, I've been able to take the wine cup and wine pot, but what is Didn't say it.

The more you can silence, the more you are, I think I have to explain, think about the opening: "My brother of Jun, I often play like this."

He stopped the movement of the tea: "You have three brothers, Ye Wei, Ye Wei, Ye Xi, I don't know if you still have a brother called Jun Wei."

The bottom is shocked, but just instantly, I think it is, how can he let the women who are unknown on both sides. But look at his look, but it is not to be with my gossip. I swallow my mouth: "It is the same as my brother with my brother."

He turned in the porcelain cup in his hand: "Oh? It turned out to be a playmate of Qingmei Zhima."

I suddenly became nervous, and the head shake like a rigory: "We have no."

He is actually laughing, faint: "The cold moon, alcohol wine, two small no no guess, the candles are drinking." At the moment, I will show me, "Today this dress ..."

The cold sweat behind the inner shirt is wet, and how many unexlaware misunderstandings in the play are here. I am anxious to interrupt him: "Do you feel not good, then I will wash it right away."

Founded to come to the copper basin, the towel dipped in the water is going to wipe on the face, but he heard him behind him: "It is actually nothing."

At the bottom of the heart, I barely laughed, turned and asked him: "Is that I wash it or wash it?"

He is still a porcelain cup in his hand: "What is the relationship with me?"

Seeing your face in bronze mirror, I asked him softly: "Mutal, what do you like?"

The words are just exported, and the tears can't stop. I cried so many times in front of him. It didn't matter if I lost my face, but I knew that he would feel distressed, sometimes it is intentionally crying to him, this is not possible.

When I took the sleeve, I looked up my hand to the latch, and the cry can't calm down: "Not a good tea, Mu Gong is slow, I still have something, first go out ..."

The words that were not finished holding the latch were covered by the other hand. His voice came from the top of the head, like a great anger: "It's so late, what else do you need to go out?"

I don't give me a good look, I don't want to go out, I think it is a bit going to collapse, and I will struggle to make a lot of milk: "What do you like? What is you like?"

It may be scared by my look, he has always been a panic. Grasp the hands that I struggled, but the hand was banned to play, this moment, my sensitivity made him very frustrated, simply grabbed me to stay in the door tightly: "What happened?" ,calm down."

How to calm, I have been calm for too long, even the monarch thinks that I am too too much, too much.

Doesn't he say that I am like a child?

Anyway, I am a child, and I am not very angry like a child. At this moment, I was so uncomfortable with him, but he dared to let me not do it in my ear.

I have never known that I have such a big strength. He has such a big strength. I struggled to resist: "Anyway, what I do, I am angry, seeing me, I feel very annoying, not as good as the net, I am already very tired, don't you let me leave, don't you?

Suddenly, the entire room is quiet, and the soft touch on the lips gives up all the resistance, and the touch is still deepening, and people have a gentle illusion. For a long time, I heard my voice:

"what are you doing?"

His lips are posted on my auricle: "In jealous."

I stop whichept, "What?"

He left me, raised his hand to help me wipe my tears: "Don't you make trouble?"

I escaped him: "Just that sentence, you said it again."

He looked at me quietly: "I am embarrassed."

I stared at him with my eyes. I didn't understand the situation. I suddenly turned this sharply. I only felt that there wasn't even more biziencurity below the sky: "You said ... You say you are embarrassed? How can you? You, you are not Don't like me. Do you feel very annoying? Moreover, I just said that I am still playing with Jun. "

He sighed with his breath: "When did I say I don't like you, I think you are annoying?"

I thought about it, he didn't seem to say that it was so straightforward, but it was still immediately found the refutational life: "But you have not said that I like me."

He looks like it is to kill me: "Your nerve is more thick, I don't like you, don't you feel?"

I will back a step back: "I feel, I don't feel too ..."

He smashed the angle: "Forget it." The voice became strict when the hand came down, "But the door is running to find someone else, do you think is appropriate? Do you think? Why don't you come to me? "