My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style Chapter 852

The girl looked back at the young man who was spreading her hands to show her innocence, and then turned her head back: "Well, we have very troublesome club activities to do. It's probably busy until midnight..."

"..."

This time it's the turn of the dead fish to be stunned-you are now learning and selling now, my baby!

Tuanzi looked surprised, and then he thought it was quite comedy. He was leaning on his shoulder and chuckling. After Yukoshita finished speaking, the other person didn't seem to respond. After a long time, he turned around, handing the phone with a strange expression. To him: "Sister... I want you to answer."

Biqigu took it indifferently, and gave a feed, and the voice that seemed to be able to stab him to death from the phone signal rang in his ears: "...Kun Biqigu, are you happy now?"

Xiao Yang Nai, you can try to shoot at your mobile phone and see if you can learn the operation of the Indians and kill him with one shot!

"Don't say that, we are in Tuanzi's house after all."

It means that I have already started to fly in a different place... right?

He had never expected his morals, Yang Nao's smiling face was now distorting, exactly the same as her sister's expression when it was distorted, and it seemed funny.

"Xiaoyuna is absolutely instigated by you guy to release my pigeons, right?"

"what?"

Hachiman was inexplicable, looking towards him as if he knew nothing, standing idly under the snow beside the window with his arms folded.

Feeling his gaze, Xue Nai leaned against the window and looked out the window: "Hush..."

He threw the pot to himself again!

Although there is a suspicion of fanning the wind and making ghost fires, isn't it because you are in charge of returning home?Blame the sticky dumplings with too much starch!

For me with such a big temper, I think you are embarrassing me!

Yawata was quite displeased: "Yes, I instigated it, how come?"

How can Yangnao drip under Xuexia, she can only go to your mother to drip!

Sooner or later it will make you look good, arrogant bastard!

Yang Nai resisted and didn't throw the phone out of the window, but kicked the foot of the sofa angrily. With a cry, he didn't get angry, but kicked himself in pain.

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In the short time before the meal, the two girls were talking on the soft bed full of princess style, probably Yui was taking out the things she treasured and sharing it with her favorite Koyuki.

Both of them are smiling, they are in a good relationship, and Yui's favorite small company is standing by the window, looking at the distant sky.

The dotted street lights and the red lights of tall buildings in the distance are not enough to illuminate the dark night that is coming. After the wind blows, the young man closes the glass windows and reflects himself on it.

Even in the dim light, it can be clearly seen-still so handsome!

Leaning on the cushions that dumplings usually use, Biqigu tilted his head to look at the two of them. One was full of vitality, and his mouth never stopped, spitting out language like a machine gun, while the other was mostly silent. I only say a few words when I like them. Most of the time they are words like "um", "ah", "good", "kawaii...".

The differences in personality are too great, but fortunately, they all understand each other's points, and they can accept each other what they like and can tolerate what they don't like.

Looking at them, Biqigu jumped out the word "real thing" in his heart, and he also understood one of the roots of Lily.

However, this kind of harmony and beauty became quite strange when it came to underwear-especially Yui, a fool who left his underwear casually.

Xuexia stammered at the red: "So... so big?"

Tuanzi also blushed slightly: "Um...this is from last year..."

The implication is that this year is bigger, do you want to see it?

Although she didn't care much about her figure, Yukino still turned away slightly angrily and met her boyfriend's playful gaze.

"Look... what are you looking at?"

Hachiman cleared his throat, and chanted in a low voice: "Small and cute, I stared at the white and tender little thing in front of me, I really want to take a bite..."

The girl flushed immediately, and the blood rushed towards her forehead, fearing that it was not going to come to a three-flower gathering...

"you……"

"Ah—then I really took a bite, tusk tusk, the sweetness spread all over the body along the taste buds."

Tsk tusk is onomatopoeia.

Yukino wanted to rush to block this big pervert's mouth, but was held by the fool around her shoulders and rubbed her head over: "Eh eh? What are the small companies talking about? Weird?"

"The slightly undulating curve, the bright color in the morning light, one after another outlines the tenderness of life, ah, in the living room, in the kitchen, I taste in the morning..."

"Hey hehe..."

Mr. Higiya closed his eyes and chanted intoxicatedly...

Xuexia is even more drunk...

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wo de sou gou shu ru fa chu wen ti le,da bu chu han zi

baobao hao ke lian a

ni men zhe qun rou bian qi__ying gai ren bu chu lai ba……

Chapter 48 I, like poached eggs the most

The big man was wet, admiring the beauty of the poor breasts, and the person blushed.

"Hey~"

"You perverted!"

Biqigu board raised his face: "Where am I?"

Xuexiaxiao blushed: "Biqigu, don't think I don't know!"

Blindfolded and tilted his head like cuteness: "Ah, what does Xue Naochan know?"

The girl was embarrassed for the first time, those words... those words she knew exactly what this guy was talking about!

It was a few days in Okinawa, and I let go of all scruples. Anyway, there are no acquaintances here, so they played very happily-although Hachichan is a dead man with little experience, although Koyuki's body shape at that time has always been It's a child.

However, this does not hinder, right?

It doesn't matter who does something more intimate, right?

The girl bit her lip, her hands involuntarily protected her chest, thinking of that itchy and slight pain, especially when her fingers touched her chest, those messy memories would drag her shame out cruelly Fight hard...