The Man Who Was Buried Alive by Me

Son asked: "What about this?"

Ling Chennan patiently explained: "It is an olive vegetable, delicious."

White is full of face: "Oh ..."

Ling Chen is laughing: "What is good, you eat."

White shakes shakes: "I will do so much better."

Is this not very basic enough? Ling Chennan is thinking, saying that there is: "I often eat after eating."

Bai Hao stunned, it is a bit shy, and it is a bit unsure that he means he means that the support has turned two laps, and the vegetables in the south end of Ling Chen said: "Flash."

Bai Hao immediately stuck the wall stood, Ling Chennan also said: "Take the bowl, below the cabinet."

Bai Hao is very good to open the cabinet door and take out two bowls. Ling Chennan looked at it. "Is this small bowl to get your 'so much?"

Bai Hao drums, and exchanged two big bowls. Ling Chennan began to call him a sauce, hot meat, and installed, and sighed after he gotten: "Oh, I have a small white meal."

Bai Hao listened to him, but I am still very happy, I feel that I am helping to have a busy. After you go to the table, you will swim at the table. Ling Chennan is simple to clean up a stove. After washing your hands, you will touch it. Sit down his hair.

This guy has something to have a body, just a touch, Ling Chen, but it is too late, keeping a distance.

Anyway, I can't do it, give up, he raised his own idea, he didn't want to struggle again.

Ling Chennan sat opposite him and blended his face, looked at the other party ate, and smiled at the eyes: "Etwood!" I couldn't help but smile.

It's just fine, he said in his heart.

The two were silent for a while, and Ling Chen has ever remembered, "How to feel with you, you are not eating, you are sleeping."

In the mouth, I was biting a green vegetable. I heard the description of this description of a pink meat. He looked at him. Ling Chen laughed and said: "No, eat fast."

Bai Hao wohes the noodles in the bowl, thinking about it for a long time: "I, I will wash the dishes, and I will wash clothes."

Actually, I really worried, Ling Chen South felt funny, picking up a eyebrow: "Oh?"

White wrinkled: "I will make money."

Ling Chennan laughed: "Yes, I know this."

Bai Hao came around, it might be to think of Ling Chennan's income status aware that the other party will make money, caught in a new round of hard thinking.

Ling Chennan looked at him and smashed the soup with chopsticks.

White is anxious: "Ah! I will learn!"

Ling Chennan put a uncleary thing, Bai Hao quickly added: "I am today, I will come in the bus today! I can go out, I will buy things, I still draw a few drafts yesterday, I ... I will be very good. Get up! "

Look at him serious look, Ling Chennan heart is sweet and bitter, staring at him for a while, he also staring at him.

Ling Chen South Q: "What is the painting?"

The white ears were red, what is it, Ling Chennan, "Well?", He whispered: "You."

Ling Chennan felt paralyzed from the shoulders to the fingertips, as if the top is suspended, it is like the foot of the volcanic rock, and the body is chaotic, but the sensory is very clear. He is very rare to move the body to the brain - he stood up, bypassing the table to Bai Hao, as if the two people handed over to a tough and transparent fish line, tightened them together.

Ling Chennan fingers inserted into his hair and told him to look up and kissed again.

Bai Hao fingers grabbed the clothes on his waist, slightly opened his mouth and descended, the tip of the tongue was soft and sweet, and the nose was contaminated.

One thousand needles are all in the spring rain.

Ling Chennan is gently bite and bites his lower lips, but it is not palapped with his arm, but buried his face in his belly. Ling Chen south touched his hair, and pinched His neck.

It's too bad, and Ling Chen is like, it is captured the wild deer or captured by the wild deer.

Ling Chennan patted his arm: "I said ... you lift your face."

Bai Hao smashed his face, under his abdominal muscle, looked up, and the eyelash brushed the last thin air between the two people.

Ling Chennan is probably pro. It is probably he thanksgiving. It is usually asking for the self-calling: "What can I do?"

White moved his arms, hugged him tightly, as if he was afraid that he left him again, ignoring the eyes and scared like a tamery, he said: "Also like me, good Great……"

Ling Chennan took a breath and asked: "Is it enough?"

Bai Hao nodded slowly: "It is better to do more."

Ling Chen is gently laughing. Bai Hao is like a fan, some are awkward: "When you look at you, you think so, if you can talk to you, if you can laugh, if you can If you like me, you can save it. "

Ling Chennan bowed to see him: "Sure enough, are you following me?"

Bai Hao bite the lips, still nod: "Sorry, have you already known?"

Ling Chennan said: "You said that he didn't spend his rest, he guess it, and later the hummingbird said to me."

Bai Hao took the eyebrows, it seems a bit sad, asked: "Do you hate me, is it afraid?" He buried his face and sent a dull voice: "I really never thought about it ... hurt you or What, I sometimes don't even sure you can get it close to you ... I just don't know what to do, you want to say hello to you, you can't do it ... "

"So ... so I can start with you, I can be happy ... Although ... The first is not to be with your own identity. I want to talk to you, but I am afraid that you know too much. I will discard me, I don't know what to do, I don't dare to face you with my own identity, I am afraid that if you don't like me, if you hate me, what should I do? "

The diagnosis and treatment have been so many times, and I talked for so many hours in one side, this is probably the most frank of Bai Hao, and Ling Chen is like.

Bai Hao stood up, and his hand was still holding his waist. He also made a close to his face with a straight nose, whispered: "But it is still not, others don't do, only you."

He is carefully paid, and pro-lingering corner, saying: "I beg you, save me, just like me."

It turned out that I have been in the trap outside, I seem to have finally understood anything, but who said that the person who is mistaken into the trap is not sweet?

He raised his arms to take the other side of the shoulders, and the corner of the mouth said: "Okay."

[Twelfth week? Saturday? Morning]

Ling Chennan should be a dream of not very pleasant.

Semi-dream, half-awake, he only felt incomparable depression, I want to turn it with a suspected by ghost bed, the movement can't, and the dream is in the dream. I have forgotten.

He opened his eyes and saw a black shadow over his head. It took half a second, a spirit, wake up.

Bai Hao's long legs score on both sides of his body, sitting in his back and span, staring at himself, face himself.

Ling Chennan also looked at him in a white expression.

Then he remembered that the two men in the first day were more than a big hand, and the outside of the world suddenly became heavy rain, but he fell by the road. He let Baisheng stayed in the next wall.

What is this?

Bai Hao is open: "It's really no vigilance, just can kill you a hundred times."

Ling Chennan said: "Good morning, hummingbird."

Hummingbird smiled - he always hooked the unilateral mouth when he laughed, looked at some arrogance, very well identified.

Ling Chen South Q: "Can you go up from me?"

Hummingbird laughed again, his neck in his fingers, "When you fall asleep, it seems to be annoying than awake."

Ling Chennan will hand over his wrist. The other party really quickly collected it. She frowned and said: "Don't touch me."

"Don't touch you?" Ling Chennan provoked eyebrows: "You ride on me, call me, don't touch you?"

The bedroom curtains are very thick, the face of the hummingbird is half hidden in the dark light, after a while, he asked: "What are you talking about White?"

Ling Chennan said: "What is said."

The hummingbird asked again: "What do you say to him, how can he live in your home?"

Ling Chennan took a deep breath, it seems that I finally felt my spirit, asked: "You don't know? He didn't tell you? Do you say that you can talk about two sentences every time 'change?"

The hummingbird is not awkward, and Ling Chennan asked: "After the last ..., how many times have you been?"

The eyes of the hummingbird squatted, and he looked at him without saying.

Cognition, this is the first time. Ling Chennan felt that the calf is numb, and the knee said: "You get up."

Hummingbird is not moving, the leg card holds his waist holds his arm, the weight of the whole body is stacked on him - after all, one meter, Ling Chennan is pressed firm.

Hummingbird is gave up with him: "What did Bai Hao talking to the doctor?"

Ling Chen's Nan wants to boast but not move, try to put out innocent expressions: "I don't know."

Hummingbirds are tightened again: "Don't know? Say!"