I, Qing Huan

After the junction of the south, after the mandarin button, he had two yawns. Nanxun saw she tired, I have tossing for a long time today, she still drinking so much wine, now the wine is scattered, it should be more sleepy.

She is a physique that said sleeping, and the south of the first yawn when she played the first yawn, she was ready to hold her preparation.

"Let's go back." The eyes of the light and joy were suddenly narrow.

"Great."

Nanxun looked at the eyes of the face of the side, and said: "I will back."

"Just go to the garage, a few hundred meters, what is the back ..." The ears of the light, , don't look at the south.

"Don't let me carry you, then I will pro." Nanxun is rare to open a joke.

The light is back, and the eyes are back, and the eyes look at her, half of the small, whisper: "That ... you kiss me."

She really likes to kiss in the south.

As long as you kiss her, what is the reason why you can use it.

Nanxun took a step forward, with the waist of the light, and the lips came to her ear, and the sound was lowered: "I personally, listen to you, is it good?"

The ears of the ears are red, like a blood, and a small place.

The south has been allowed, and he fell softly on the light earlobe, lifted his right hand, put it on her back, gently compromising her charming curly hair. The lips are full of earlobe, smashing the side face, bringing out all the way, and finally falling on the same soft territory.

A long and gentle kiss, the two people are red, just that the movement between the lips and teeth is much more natural than the previous two times.

I can't help but hold the southern slim waist, kiss is a little leg.

When you are lingering, the door of the bathroom is suddenly "."

Emperor is immediately biased, hiding the lips of the south.

Mingyuancheng stationed in the door of the toilet, still halfway the door handle, and looked at the mirror in front of the mirror, it was still kissing, this second has been interrupted by her Tang Jun.

The air is quiet and terrible.

"I ..." Ming Tongcheng realized that he did something good, when he opened, "I me, I am not intentional, you, you ..."

Nanxun also held the waist of the light, she squatted to see the late late, licking the lipstick, the sound of the lips, and the sound was cold and cold: "Do you still continue to look?"

"Don't never look!" Ming late madness shook his head, swaying and retreat, "You can rest assured, I will call security to block the baffle, you will be slowly, slowly , No hurry! "

Light and shy, I dare not look at the late late, hugged the south, and buried my face in the south of the south.

"I am sorry for Master, I am sorry for the ancestor, I am sorry, I am really sorry, I will roll!"

I have tighten a few , almost even rolls climbed.

Nanxun touched the long hair of the light, and gently smashed her back neck, Xiao Qi: "Continue?"

The light joy shook his head in her white shirt, and the temperature of the face can be hot in the hearts of the South.

"Let me go, I will go back to the car, go back to sleep."

Light and hm, let go of the south. The south of the south and she bent down her waist. She went up, volts in the shoulders of the South, grabbed her neck.

Nanxun stabilized her back, and she went softly: "When I sleep, I will sleep, I don't worry, I will send you safely."

I nodded.

The road from the toilet to the underground garage is not long, but the south is very slow, she likes to be carrying the feeling of light. This makes her feel like returning to the past more than 3,000 years ago, in the distant ancient times, she also carrying her little apprentice, step by step and swaying in the snow.

It was the past to go through the past, because the south is too slow, hard is to take nearly half an hour. When I arrived in the garage, I was soaked in her shoulder.

Previously, the crystal red dragonfly was worn in the neck, and the right hand wrapped around the neck of the south of the south, and the plug was in the mouth, with it, and slept very well.

Like a child, you have something to do when you sleep.

Because of the jade, her mouth is slightly opened, so there is a mouthwater to her lips, soak the shirt of the south shoulder.

I couldn't help but laugh, dragging her legs and holding her.

I don't know when I sleep, she only knows that the back of the south, she is sleepy. It is clear that they know that there is no long time, but she feels that in the side of the south, she can complete the heart completely. She knows that Nanxun will take care of himself very well.

She fell asleep and biting the south to send her red jade in his mouth.

There is a dream between the misty, she seems to have a dream.

In the dream, she stands in a canyon, and the surrounding weather is dull, and she is sweaty. There is a very noisy voice around, like many people, shouting and shouting.

It seems that it is not modern.

She found a sword in her hand, and she was wearing a white costume. The skirt was full of blood.

When she was puzzling, he suddenly heard the familiar voice:

"Easy."

She looked up and saw the face of the south of the cold. Nanxun wears a white crane embossed ancient white dress, and the ink has a long hair, and the bottom is anxious, and it is also holding a snow blue long sword in his hand. She reached over and wanted to pull himself and said, "Light, follow me ..."

She looked down at the long sword under her consciousness, and she was ignorant to the hands of the South.

Nanxun took the hand in time, but there was still a piece of clothing to be born by her fierce sword wind, the sword blade broke the nanjing's little finger, the pure white dress took her to the blood Leave falling to the ground.

She only has a thought:

Kill her.

Kill the south.

This is her enemies and killed her.

She took the teeth and launched the strength of the whole body and raised the long sword to cut into the south. Nanxun is unbelievable to look at her, retreats after Lian, hiding her attack. There is also a sword in the hands of the south, but she has never raised themselves, she is just hiding, even if they have gradually become ubiquitous.

In the eyes of the south, tears, tone trembling: "Easy, what happened?"

I want to kill you.

You are a host, I have to kill you.

The south of the south is the unsuccessful grief: "Easy, I am Master."

But there is only one thought in her heart.

Kill her.

This is her destroyed hatred.

She must kill her.

She once again raised the long sword in his hand, Nanxun was just a tearful looking at her, which did not escape. So, the long sword in her hand passed the past, and the finite a solid into the side of the south.

The upper body of Nanxun came down, and the eyebrows were dead, and looked sadly, and the lips were overflowed.

She quickly pulled out the sword, a glazed blood spurted from the wound, smashed her face. The south of the south is two steps on the side of the belly, and the long sword is shocked to support the body on the ground.

She squatted his loneliness and spying the second sword to the south.

The third sword.

The fourth sword.

Every sword falls in the south of the waist, everything is really cut into her flesh, even when cut off, there will be hot blood splashes on her face. In the end, her long sword in her hand couldn't see the original color, and the white clothes on the south were all dyed.

Nanxun has been tightly holding her snow blue long sword, but she never lifted, she did not let the sword to be at a second.

She raised the sword again and again.

Cock it again and again.

Nanxun finally was cut into the blood of the blood, and his hand tightly covered his abdomen wound, and his eyes were scattered. Just like a shooting white crane, the double wings are folded, and no power is unable to hit the death in a blood color.

She really wants to kill themselves.

But why is you crying?

Master ...

Why don't you resist?

Why don't you kill me?

Master ...

Master, why not go?

The south is on the ground, the eyelashes are slowly hanging, and the eyelids are heavy blood stains. Her lips were slightly moved, exhausted, muttering, muttering:

"Don't make trouble ... Let's go back to me ... I will never let you copy a book, no penalty of you. The wall is ... I will never let you lose you. Let's go back, let it ... and I will go back. "

Go back with me.

go back.

Back to where?

Where is they going back?

We can't go back.

I can't go back, Master.

Master ...

Master ...

"Emperor?"

The gentle sound sounded in the ear.

"Light, wake up."

is her.

"Light joy, wake up, you have a lot of sweat."

Give and open your eyes and saw a familiar ceiling.

There is a pain between the eyebrows, and it seems to be living like her extra heart.

After ten seconds, she realized that she was lying on the bed. Nanxun hugged himself, muttered with her name, and the slender fingers careped her forehead, and the voice was full: "Do you have a nightmare? How did you always shake?"

South.

She ... she is still alive?

The light is not coming from the dream, and she climbs up and looks to the real presenting woman. Her eyes were smashed in her body, then panic and touched her lower abdomen in the road, and opened her shirt clothing.

No blood.

However, there are several long and wide long and wide. As I saw a few times a few times, I was terrible.

Nanxun saw that she suddenly opened her own clothes, the ear was red, pulled the clothes and covered it, "You ... what happened? How suddenly ..."

Just that is really a dream? Why is so real? Really, she felt that now, her face is still panging blood.

Light and strong, I have a tears that I have to flow. I went to hold the South. I used the whole body's strength to hold her back. I can't wait to take her into my bone.

Fortunately, it's okay.

She is still alive, she is still by her own. And I didn't use the sword to cut her bruises.

The south is comfortable to shoot her back, whispered in her ear: "It is a nightmare. See you sweaty, calling too. Do you want to take a bath?"

After a long time, the light is hoarsely open: "... to wash."

"I will help you put water to the bathtub." Nanxun took her shoulder and showed her to let him go.

The light is not slight, and it is still tightly licking in the south, and the sound is getting better: "You hold me."

"Okay, I am holding you." Nanxun touched her long curly hair.

Light and silence, and a small voice: "... you will help me."

In the south, the ear was red in an instant.

"... Ok, I ... I will help you."