Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

It seems that I have been like a long time, it is just a short moment, and the sensory disappears will be clear.

That feels trembled to almost crazy hearts, like jumping out of the chest.

The throat rolls sharply, and his clenched hand has been white, but he does not dare to touch her.

The girl's lips are very soft and also with rainy night.

The rain outside is gradually smaller, and she has a slight drop.

The Yingrun's light in the house fell, and the young pale face was red, and the eyelashes were trembled.

The lips seem to have a sweet fragrance with a girl, and the sharp heartbeat in the chest is not weakened. He doesn't know what it is, the wood is standing in place.

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She, what does this mean? The hot heart seems to be stopped. The brain has not been thought about, but it has already been out of mouth, "No, no."

I met her, I lost my helmet, I didn't have a principle ingredient. In his opinion, she is always the best, always in the sky, the sky is still in the sky.

The girl laughed again, she reached out with the teenager's neck, the voice is low, and it is confusing: "Then I will not let you go, I want you to be my little lover, are you willing?"

He has a red cheek that seems to be more red, and he does not know what answer.

Moral and rational tear tear teenager, he understood this is not right, but the temptation with her is too big.

Even if even is just part of her.

The girl is looking at her with the pair of hooks, and the cool finger is tightly touched by him, and every word, every word in his mouth, can instantly have his life.

"are you willing?"

He rolled two times, closed his eyes, and hinded his eyes.

The table next to it places the fragrance, the night wind blows, and the aroma is full of rooms.

The girl came over, and she also took a slight fragrance. She put his head and relied on his shoulder, whispered, "Okay, don't tease you, I don't want to make you a little lover."

The boy's body is stiff, breathing stagnation.

"What?"

The girl's small head is softly leaned on his shoulder, a few slightly filaments smashed his neck.

"I will not be with Lin Qi Feng." She said: "But why do you think so?"

A boy is placed on the side, and the finger is clearer.

"I am late in the graduation ceremony, I saw him holding you at the door of the music building."

"He and Mingyue are together, but also sent her a small moon bracelet."

The house is silent, the girl is face, and the soft white face is scratching his shoulder.

She tightly, looking at the young eyes, "I only like you alone."

When the night wind blows the curtain, the outer faint light is falling.

It can be the silent black night, like a fireworks blow.

This is, do you dream? He opened his mouth, but he found dry in the throat and no sound.

The girl reached out and hooked his fingertips. The little voice said: "You also like me, right?"

He still stayed, his thoughts were disturbed by the three words of the girl, and even breathing was stopped.

"It should be, I think." The girl's beautiful peach blossom is falling into the stars, just a slight flashing.

Time seems to have been drawn in an instant, and the teenager heard the blood in the body, gathered in the chest, and rushed into the brain.

He quietly wrapped in red, and his dumb sound was in the night, deep polar.

"Like, I like you."

All the love words were blocked in the chest, those who did not dare to declare it in the mouth, and tall the melting in this pale confession.

The girl is very happy.

She buried her head into a young chest, whispered: "Then you don't hug me."

The stiff fingers seem to be bonded because of the one sentence of the girl, the chest, the verge of the chest, let him breathe.

I am cold in the night, he is hot, trembled with the girl.

The second day, Cheng Chu started very early.

The sky is still just a bright, and the air is thaw after the rain.

She pushed the door, just hit the Song Song.

"Good morning, Song Dynasty." Cheng Chu gently said.

"Good morning, but why do you sleep in the room?" Song Hao had some doubts.

Cheng Chu's footsteps, smashed the lips, looking for a reason: "I watched the movie last night, I was too sleepy, I was too lazy to go upstairs."

The audio-visual room is close to the room. She took care of her room last night, so Cheng Chu can only find this reason.

Song Hao did not doubt, nodded, "I have been so early today, then I have to go to make breakfast, what do you want to eat?"

Cheng Chu keeps with her footsteps, "I want to drink sea fresh porridge, how can I get it, can I teach me?"

"Why can't you, you come to the kitchen, I will teach you, soon it will be done."

Seafood porridge is really difficult, first put the shrimp peeling salt, then put the shrimp oil into the pot, put the soft white porridge to the marinated shrimp and shrimp, and finally sprinkle some salt And the place of cabbage, you can make a pot.

Cheng Chu didn't have a dish, but she is not a stupid person, and she can cook it in the style of the gourd.

The porridge in the casserole is fragrant, and Cheng Msheng has on the building.

The fragrance of the room is a good citrus, and there is a kind of fresh in the morning with the rain of the defend.

The teenager's sleeping position is very rules, it seems that the dream is promoted, it is lying flat, even the corner is completely uniform.

The light of the morning came in, Cheng Chu squatted on the window, supported him.

The boy asleep as if she took off the hard shell, and the black noodles of the dark, the eyebrows stretched with the gentle waves, did not have a cold in the next day.

The morning sun is very gentle. He seems to be immersed in the dream, the comfortable eyebrows have a smile, and there will be a few words in your mouth.

Cheng Lo is going up.

The slightly hoary voice passes into her ear.

"neat......"

Cheng Chu's heart happened, she looked at the face of the teenager, and she didn't help but reach out.

In the garden, the junior black eyes opened in the next second.

Cheng Chu screened his hand back and stood up and looked at the eyes of the teenager. He said: "Good morning, get breakfast."

Also gathered in the sleek intention, in seeing the girl's moments, Gu Yixi hurriedly sat up, and the long body contacnated in the bedside corner.

"Yes, sorry, I, I am late."

"It's okay, my bed is good." Cheng Chu smiled, "Some people are still hard to sleep yesterday."

The enthusiasm from the ear of the ear, and the teenager has a special reaction of the early morning body, and I can't hate it now.

"I, I, I." He made a bart, and the girl was afraid of the girl to see it, facing the corner of the wall.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Chu looked at the teenagers who thought, curiosity.

There are a few breeches outside the window, and the back of the teenager is stiff.

"You, can you go out first, I, I want to wash, and."

He finished this sentence, can't wait for a slap in his own. This is her room, what qualifications you have let her go out.

Cheng Chu brain is a flash, and the moment is full of red.

"I will go out first, you are taking me." She flew out of the room.

The outside sun is bright, the birds are sing.

Without the shadow of the girl, the teenager is stiff, and it has grown away.

Last night he should leave, but the girl is holding him, the shining peach blobbone seems to have a stars.

"It's very late, there is no car outside, isn't you going back?"

The teenager is planning, but looking at the girl's drums, or pulpted the words.

The girl looked at him: "You go to sleep my bed, the other things will be said early."

"No." The blush of his cheeks, stubbornly shook his head.

Why, how can I sleep her bed?

"But the room usually is my sister is sleeping, don't you sleep her sleep." The girl said.

His head has not stopped, and the stupid is denied, "No, not."

"Then you will sleep, hurry." Cheng Chu pressed him on the bed.

Under the bed, you can get up like electric shock.

The girl presses his shoulders, he is high, "If you sleep, I will reward a night."

Evening, good night, kiss?

Gu Ying's mind has a moment of blank numbness, waiting for him to return to God, it has been put into the quilt.

His nose is full of sweet flavors, the quilt is very light, softly covered, but let the juvenile's heart fierce.

"Sleeping."

His hands and feet have no strength, they can only surrender, no longer struggle.

The late wind is very cold, but the quilt is very warm.

The girl's beautiful face is slowly close, and finally kisses on his face.

"good night."

Juvenile throat rolls.

He felt that he was not only in a soft quilt, but also in the heart of the girl.

The lamp was quietly closed, and the door "flooded" sounded.

A darkness in the line of sight, but the young fire of the young man is burning, regardless of his limbs.

Everything in today is like a dream, in the night, the teenager is stiff, but I don't dare to close my eyes. He is afraid of a closed eye, all this is like a bubble.

I didn't know when I got up again, and the silk was drifted into the balcony.

Until the sky, the sky, the rush, and Gu Qi supported his eyes.

The author has something to say: Gu Quan: I don't dare to sleep, I am afraid that everything is fake.

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