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Bai Weiwei eyebrows, "Yes, then let's wait."

He Nanxi is busy.

Then it is still on her head, and the body is almost pressing her. This posture is not dare.

Bai Weiwei does not seem to think more, but the face looks to the door panel, it seems to leave the paparapy waiting outside.

He Nanxi is slowed down because of the reasons.

He is reasonable to return.

The rest just ignored things, and slowly appeared in his sight.

She is so delicate ...

He Nanxi's sight has to fall to her, this height, it is easy to see the meatball head that she is random, a few irregular short hair falls into the neck.

The neck is white and the group is fine, so bright white, it has been extending down.

The collar is not big, but it is slightly, almost see her clothes, and the exquisite butterfly bone.

He Nanxi breathing screen, the eyes are trembled.

Many beautiful women in the entertainment industry, but most beautiful women are made up.

Although the five senses are beautiful.

But the skin is pitted.

Bai Weiwei, but he has seen the most beautiful people with skin.

Beautiful image is transparent, with a soft touch.

I feel ... I'm very touched.

When he reflected back, his fingers were already gently, with the fingertips, touched her back neck skin.

Slide tender and tender, bring a weak current.

Bai Weiwei is somewhat slow, beautiful facial features, exquisite eyebrows, with a few silk pure, just hit him directly into his eyes.

"Is the reporter left?"

Bai Weiwei didn't seem to find out his movements and asked softly.

Hean West is going down, the sound is stuffy, and it is not easy to spot shaking, "Go."

Bai Weiwei Song is an angry, "That's good, then let's go out."

He Nanxi immediately returned, no longer shrouded her.

She opened the door, carefully the wing probe looked outside, "No reporter, South West."

Of course, there is no reporter, it is he bored.

He Nanxi followed Bai Weiwei to the ward.

He Dongling is still that plant people.

Bai Weiwei smiled and gave him music to play some children's songs.

"Dongling is actually very childlike, I like the children's songs in front of the front group, I put more, I can't wait, I am waking up."

Bai Weiwei, a loving light, almost brighten the eyes of others.

He Nanxin is not awkwardly looked at my derailed brother, and then look at your beautiful gentle nephew.

Then see the table, the pupil is shrunk.

What is the ghost on the red rose on the table?

Just caused the monk?

He moved one, and his hand picked up the red rose and threw something to the trash can.

Throw a breath with a breath.

He Nanxi, after the lack of knowledge, it is not his derail, what is he tense?

To take care of He Dongling, He Nanxi felt that he did not take a dozen concerts.

When I went back, Bai Weiwei found that he was a bit wrong.

At the time of the stairs, she suddenly walked a few layers, returning to the following He Nanxi.

He Nanxiang looks up, one hand just soft to his forehead.

He screamed, and found that Bai Weiwei, who was high, stairs, looked at him, sweet and soft breathing, accidentally blew it on his face.

It is like a feathers and gently swearing.

Bai Weiwei frowned, worried, "do not fever, how do you face so pale?"

He Nanxi is some unable to withstand her so pure concern.

He looked with a thin lip, the thick eyelashes, covering the inexplicable emotions in the eyes.

"I am fine."

Bai Wei Wei smiled, "It's okay."

He Nanxi suddenly asked: "You are very good at my brother."

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