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When night, Xianbei turned back to the opposite side, how can you not have a little sleep?

There is always a blurred five senses in your head, laughing, talking, but she knows who is that.

At three o'clock, Xianbei still mentally, there is a must not guess in her heart amplifies and concrete.

Xianbei is flustered by himself, hurry to the pillow mobile phone, press it, online search ...

"What do you feel?"

There are a lot of reply below the problem, and there is a layout, and there is also a literary emotion.

After one by one in Xianbei, the more you can't touch it, until an answer is said.

"I think about this problem in my heart."

A voice break, Xianbei immediately bite his finger.

No way……

Will you really like her landlord?

I have lived for a few days, I have a thought of being ashamed to the teeth?

Xianbei desperate masks.

Slowly, dead pressure on the cheeks, gradually laverse ...

at night……

I just came back at night ...

The man is so angry, holding her into the tea shop.

Body cells can feel baked from all directions, hot light than around, and Xianbei can only embrace his face in his shoulders.

Xianbai heard that the different sounds called Chen Xi "boss", there is a male woman, the tone is unchanged.

Can Chen Zhenzhen, seems to have any improper, and there is any improper, and the move will take her to the building.

When I arrived in my porch, Xianbei had already turned into a steamed shrimp, curled in his arm, and did not move.

The man asked her: "Wake up?"

Xianbei hurried up, two clusters of eyelashes, such as being arrested, fan two times: "... wake up, wake up ..."

The sound is still small, can't afford a trace of air.

"The sound is so weak, I am so awake?" The man's breath is then close.

Xianbei nodded.

He deliberately teasing her: "I didn't wake up and another two laps?"

The fairy face is hot, and the head is shocked. This kind of high-altitude is too exciting ... She is shy and scared.

The man put her down and took her snow and white cat slippers from the shoe rack, handed her. The action is as smooth, natural, as if they have been living for a long time.

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On the morning of the next day, Chen Xi sat in the operation room, holding his legs, eyes focusing.

He put two paintings, the same A4 paper, painted different characters.

Zhou Deputy Shop was cleaned behind him. Seeing the boss to sit in a half day, I didn't move, curious: "What do you see?"

Chen Chong didn't look back and talked to the hook.

Zhou Dog legs and horses rushed over and asked what precautions.

Chen Chung made the body, and the two paintings can run into the vision of Zhou Qingshu, while I ask: "How is the painting?"

Zhou Qingshu: "It's very good."

Chen Chung: "You look carefully, can you see what is the name?"

Zhou Qingcheng lowned, looked back, after half a minute, he suddenly realized, a hand: "Ah - this is -"

"Ok?"

"Our cheese berries and cheese are very hunt?"

Chen Zhu satisfied, patted him: "Yes, you can see it."

"It's very image, do you draw?"

"No."

"That little gold ?"

"what?"

"The upstairs ..." Zhou Qingshu looked up, shaking shoulders: "Hold the beloved must be handed over, and he is old."

"Oh," Chen Bi smiled: "It's her painting, she is a painter."

", or artist," Zhou Qingshu: "What is your plan?"

Chen Bao, half-lifted one of them: "I want to be a series, print it on the package."

"Bottle?"

"Correct."

Chen Yang refeds to the paper: "For example, the strawberry covered, it is printing this pink little girl, we can consider a solution, it is part of her, don't do color, directly borrow the color of the drink, with customers Drinking, her color of her costume is also changing, more fun and freshness, saving packaging costs. "

"Interesting." Zhou Qingshu sink.

"Subsequent activities I also want to think about, watermelon red, orange orange, mango, apple, green, strawberry powder, blueberry blue, grape violet, this series is called Hong, set a series, you can pick a free With the theme of the Mug. "

"Yes ... I like the basic little girl who drinks desserts, packaging so cute, I should like it."

Chen Xi went back to two images: "Can it be?"

Zhou Qingshuan is more than saying: "I feel feasible."

Chen Chong got up, then he had to pay off.

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Xianbei immersed in the panic in his love, almost all overnight.

Near 6 o'clock, I listened to the bird's bird, and she went to sleep.

A burst of mobile phone ring tone, wakes up her from the big dream.

Fairy Parlaty Pan Zhang Zhang Zhang Touched mobile phone, pick up: "Who, Who?"

A call is a buse of buses.

"It is me." Familiar sound.

Xianbei took a chaotic hair and sat down.

what……

Let her deer hit the culprit of the culprit ...

When he listened to him, the fairy face did not consciously red, this is the instantaneous time of the short board to the primitive level.

"Woke up?"

"... um ..." In the nose, be careful.

"Can I open a door? I have something to find you."

Xianbei is only to see the bedroom door, and after knowing the reasons ...

It must be knocked the door for a long time, no one is forced to make her call ...

When you are annoyed, will you think that she is as good as the dead dog ...

See this side, there is no sound, and ask again: "Is it convenient now?"

"Yes, you can ..." Preventing the feeling of rewarding, and Xianbei quickly promised, turning over the bed.

I wiped the hair in two, and the wind did to the pajamas outside the pair of cardigans, and the small ran passed the door.

Sudden open room, but also made Chen Zhu some uncomfortable.

He stunned, his eyes were dropped, and the top of the fairy ...

In the door, the little girl whispered, as if I just finished the long-distance marathon.

He took a cup of milk tea, took a hand, asked: "Let's sit down?"

Ok ... good ... Xianbei is not good to look at him, just nod, the foot tips, let the place.

The curtains are not open in the room.

Fortunately, the living room is coming in, and it is also shining everything.

On the bed, the quilt was only opened up, and a powder was sleeping, and it seems that I slept very well.

The desk, the number plate is oblique, next to the cup and snack bag, the display is still standby.

Window, small coffee table, there is a book, a few pieces of paper, is pressed by a pencil.

Chen Xi picked it, just two wooden chairs, suitable for talking about chatting.

Don't think about it, Xianbei follows him, the heart is seven on the top eight, will not be ... Let him see what is coming?

After all, she was panicked to finish the shoes yesterday, and the big red face rushed back to the room.

It will not be commemoled with her ... It is strictly forbidden to produce strange feelings on the landlord ...

When arriving to the destination, Chen Chong suddenly stopped.

The heart has the fairy belt of nine songs, almost hit his back, so it is in time to stop.

Chen Chong stopped at the original, and he did not move forward again.

Xianbei is confused, quietly exploring the upper part of the head behind the man, wants to find him before

Next moment, the pupils suddenly opened up, and every nerve of Xianbei bounced.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah ah!

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!

All cells are scream!

She forgot, she actually forgot -

I couldn't sleep last night, I took a tile paper to sit down to the window, while I was stupid, I was laughing, and I checked the length of Chen Xiang.

The character sketched, although it is just a semi-finished product, but already ... very clearly ...

Can you see who -

It's over finished, it's over ...

This barrage should support the head, Xianbei is shocked, the face is pale, and I don't know how to relieve the current dilemma.

It is red in my eyes, a bit bite, she three steps and two steps, go out, want to collect the sketch back.

I didn't see anything ...

You are all illusions in front of you ...

Even if you are repeatedly trying to have no effect in your heart, you will comfort yourself. The embarrassment of Xianbei, and it can't get a mitigation.

Just in her pair of white to the bloody little hand, I am trying to touch the portrait -

The man's hand is long, the arm is stretched, and she has already passed her, and the sketch is controlled to her hand.

Xianbei can only look at it, look at it ... fly to high ... Againable place ...

more……

A more embarrassing ...

dying……

It's better to die ...

Who will give her a good knife ...

Can you have a hole to let her fall in?

Especially men still deliberately put down their milk tea, raise the painting, like a heart, seriously.

The fairy head is numb, from the neck from the upper neck, all the cold flow, not only endless.

Like the knife mountain, the sea, withstand the top ten torture, Xianbei is looking forward to it, it is very expensive to be invisible.

Fantasy is just a fantasy. She can only be bundled, if they are not seen by Chen Yushu.

The tension brought by various conjectures, let the lower lips of Xianbei are biting themselves.

After a while, Chen Xi suddenly means deep: "This painting is a bit more eye ..."

Xianbei immediately killed and did not admit his head: "No ... is not ..."

The man immediately silently, and the half did not lit the lip.

Is doubt. Do you want to admit it, Xianbei is in a hurry, still admitted, death, killing her away, she is self-take.

A small number of points: "Yes ..."

Let's try to defecate: "Just ... practice the pen ..."

The excuse gives you don't believe it.

Low head, Xianbei smoked two noses, just in the eyes, I went back, she aimed that the speed is written, "practice the pen,"

Originally the hand, put the table with milk tea, and handed it to her. The owner of the hand smiled: "I thought it was a man of this milk tea."

what……

Personification……

Half of panic was confused. Xianbei's original hands, slowly released, lifted, took the cup of milk tea.

The temperature is warm, it is just posted on her cold hand.

When the line of sight is touched, it suddenly. Xianbei is in the same place, the face of pale is, gradually floating.

Because,

Tags on the cup, small black square characters, clearly printed:

The original three points.