The Transmigrating Beauty is Poisonous

His mixed girl said that she has a favorite person.

Song Gan feels that his heart suddenly sinks into the abyss. Song Dynasty said, he is only one listening, because he has long imagined, Ye Hao's future flowers, she will have the most beautiful future, will encounter Best people. But I don't know, when the Ye Hao is admitted, it will make him so ... pain is unbearable.

He slammed his heart, the urgent breathing, dramatic cough, he took the white porcelain with the white porcelain in his hand, and his hand shake, and he was also knocked over the white porcelain.

The soup splashed, sprinkled with the table, slipped toward the desktop.

Ye Wei shouted over, push him, and didn't let your hot soup sprinkled him.

She squatted to his legs, worried about him: "Song Gan, are you okay?"

Song Gan looked at her, he suddenly grabbed her hand, very hard, but the voice was only opened to open the lips, and she called her with lips: .

Ye Ye hit him, "Song Gan?"

His whole person looks yin, even the quiet room seems to be rendered by his low emotional rendering, it is horrible.

"Do you like him? Do you like?"

Ye Wei said: "I like it very much."

"... I like it very much?"

She replied firmly: "I have to like it all my life."

He suddenly lost his strength, his eyes were dark, and her hand was released. Ye Hao looked at him, he had to return, but he suddenly cleared her: "If, if, if ... I said if ..."

Ye Yu looked at him with confusion: "Well? If what?"

Song Gong feels that his scorpion is blocked, it is obvious that he most wants to say, obviously his most pleasing confession, obviously he said in his dreams, but he is here, he is said Not exported.

He is very old, it is still a disabled.

He slammed his legs, pinched tightly, and hated it.

Ye Wei said: "Song Gan, are you worried about me? You can rest assured, I have learned, he is a very good person, I like him very much, I want to confess with him. If it is successful, I can't stay before. "

Song Gan's heartbeat again: "... you have to go?"

Ye smiled and smiled and said, "Song Gan, you also hope that I can find a good man to get married into a family, waiting for me to marry, naturally can't live before."

Song Gan gave her more tight. He felt that he was too hard. She should feel painful. But she smiled and didn't see the slightest, but said, let him have a knife.

Of course, he has always hoped that his bid girl can find a good man to get married, good to her, pet her to protect her hurt her ... But he likes her warm hand, I like to look at her laugh, like her vigorous Mage, I like her work hard to work hard.

He even reminded the two dreams. She looked at him in the dream. She kissed his cheek and lips, she would hold his hand to sleep, sweet voice shouting his name: Song Dry, Song Gan, Song Gan.

Every sentence is happy, every sentence is all him.

However, no matter how much he is serious, no matter how many times in my dreams, my name, the concept of a word, the word of the word, but she will no longer appear, the dream is cold, wake up is even more desolate.

He can't imagine that if his world doesn't have her, he will lose her, he will be born to death.

Time is very long, you can only feel too fast in one minute when you are with his mixed teenage girl.

At least at least, he can't release her hand anymore.

He looked at the quiet look at his leaf, and he seized the hand of the thigh. He pleaded her a lot of broken hair. The first time I truly called him in my heart. Numerous words: " "

Ye Ye has a sound, bending his eyes laugh: "Song Gan, you are best to listen to me."

Song Gan said: "Hey, I have never thought to be your father."

"Uncle Song?"

"No."

"what is that?"

He looked at her, and it was rare to show a little serious and nervous. He didn't open his eyes very fast, almost dared to look at Ye Wei.

Ye Xiaoyeded his hand, he finally turned back, perhaps he did not hope, or want to leave the only love in his life, he finally gave it to the heart, intermittent, and all affectionate.

"... I don't know when it is ... I have a heart ..."

"Hey, you live in my heart."

He is very nervous, holding the hand of Ye, starting to raise the cold sweat, and even the face after the disease has become pale, even though he is still handsome and unparalleled, the momentum is stiff, but the tail is also time. Drawing path.

Ye Hao looked at him, suddenly laughed out, closed his eyes near: "Song Gan, you kiss me."

Song Gan is nervous and fearful, stiff, his pupil minus, stare at her white and beautiful face, Ye Wei opens his eyes, joking: "You have done before, don't you relative now?"

Song Gan almost shouted her: "Ye Wei!"

"Well? I like you call me."

"……you you!"

He is not looked back, he grabbed her hand tightly. His whole people are slightly trembling, as if to confirm what is very anxious.

Ye Wei smiled and hugged his neck, and his lips were attached to his ear: "The fool, Song Gan, you are so stupid."

She stuck his cheek, joyful: "Song Gan, I have to live in your heart, the year of birth."

"... Year of life?"

"Ok."

Song Gan said that he couldn't find the feelings at the moment, he only knew that since then, he didn't have to hide a jumping sugar without having a man.

He doesn't have to pray for him to meet his girl in his dream. He can talk to her for a long time.

He can call her every day: , , .

"."

"Ok."

She hugged him and sat on his legs, "Song Gan, go to the window."

He turned in a wheelchair with her. She slammed the curtains, saw the rainfall, the water flowed in the window, and she smiled and looked at him: "Song Gan, you kiss me."

Song Gan looked at her slightly, seeing her exquisite eyebrows are warm. He sleeplely flew over her cheeks broken, and the rough palm hide her face, bowing, gently Printing a kiss.

"."

She opened her eyes, leaning on his shoulders, hanging on the half-air legs gently shaking.

He hugged her hand very tightly, and the heart quickly jumped did not stop. He always looked at her, it seems to be confirmed that this is not his dream.

He finally took a little rational, asked her: "I have been sick before, you are back?"

"Ok."

"It was not a dream, so I have been dreaming of you."

"Silly Song Gong."