"Xiao Qi, how do you two know each other?"
"classmates"
"Oh, how to get together?"
"Thunder and lightning hook the fire king to see mung beans"
"Well, how far have you two come?"
"… guess?"
Perfunctory mother in another bunch of cold eyes staring at her face, but really devastated.
His eyes are too biting and burning.
Finally …
The trial is over
With a sigh of relief, she went back to the bedroom along the familiar stairs with an eyebrow eye smile.
There is no one on the third floor at this time.
The night is as black as coal ash.
She didn’t pass the light, except when she passed the closed door, and she was relaxed in the dark.
She is not afraid of the dark.
Or she is used to the dark.
It was always so dark at night in those years, even the firefly light was very weak. At that time, when she came home from night lessons, she could giggle at the endless shady path alone.
Whew!
Touching into the bedroom relieved her.
About thirty minutes later, she came out of the bathroom with her long hair wet, a big bath towel and two glistening tender legs. At this time, she put her mobile phone on the bed and screamed.
"Hey …"
On the other side of the conversation, her pupil miniature lip angle smile slowly gathered until she closed the phone, and she didn’t say a word. Her fingers were clenched tightly, and the flip phone, which had been eliminated by the material for ten years, slipped from the long hair to the porcelain cheek.
Drop by drop on the floor!
Before-
Suddenly the French window made a light sound.
She twist her head and bumped into that man’s cold and sharp eye.
Her eyes were intertwined for a second and she came to her senses.
"Second Uncle, remember to take the main entrance."
Say that finish no longer take a reason he turned around and went to get a big towel to wipe his hair, only to find that the body was slightly bent but not straight. Feng Ling swept the body and was firmly overturned by a man in the big bed.
Not as strong as half a sentence.
Her face is slightly cold. Shut up and sit tight.
Gave her a cold sweep, and the cold owl’s face didn’t change color, and most of her body pressed hard.
Is he crazy? certainly
Familiar with male breath, Bao Qi’s back is stiff
"Hey, don’t go too far!"
Looking down at her rest, the man’s iron arm is slightly closed, and her soft body is locked. The commanding cold eyes are slightly staring at "the mobile phone should be changed."
"no money"
"where is the money sent to you?"
"Take care of the elderly!"
In the face of his questioning, Bao Qi’s voice was a little louder and he struggled slightly. This little movement made the man’s blood surge, and his line of sight was too sharp to see her moist, pink and white skin after bathing
Inch by inch, my heart is swaying
He cursed the half-length, unreliable thing, and hated being teased to death by her unconsciously. He felt that his big hand was locked in her waist and felt tight and tight.
He returned to the topic while his reason was still there.
"Who’s coming?"
"Strange! What should I tell you? "
Treasure and pure smiled in his cold eyes memory in rewind …
-digression–
Girls, you have the cheek to come back than deep love and stupid brocade! Where’s the palm? Pa pa ….. This chapter more than three thousand words I am interesting? Grinning!
What’s the same as usual? It’s no accident. It’s updated on time at 955 every afternoon-
Ps wenzheng energy positive rules are positive and positive. What? Or follow the route that a brocade has always spoiled coquettish, but there is no logical pet that flies from the sky, does not spoil, and is omnipotent. You must be cautious when you look at such girls.
Wake up, into the pit, don’t scold, while scolding, you will delete!
Yao Yao, each of you has a 36-degree spinning kiss! Make up three blessings!
☆, 3 meters back to the text-
Yannian Village is located in the southwest city.
The city, also known as Jincheng, is taken from Du Fu’s’ Flower-heavy Jinguan City’. Of course, its most famous is not Du Fu, but the devastating earthquake that shocked the ball and killed hundreds of thousands of people.
The epicenter of the earthquake is a poor and remote village.
Baoqi was 1 year old in the third year after the earthquake.
The rural soil and water not only did not hinder her from growing up, but also made her slippery and intelligent like a loach. After the earthquake, the small village day lily was not cold, and it became a tourist attraction historically.
In his spare time, Baoqi will step on the ruins buried deep in bones and tell the love story of the earthquake to the tourists who come from afar to remember the dead and’ visit’ the scenery after the earthquake, and then smile and accept more or less money from them.
In the end, she always gives a bunch of wild flowers thoughtfully.
That flower is the only local product in the village-wild rose covered with thorns.
Baoqi loves money, needs money, and longs for money to the point of being boring.
When I was a child, I watched Kyoto send me life and put it in my cousin’s pocket, so she became the warmest thing in the world.
Take what you need. She never refuses to suffer.
……
"Sister Bao, are you here?"
On hearing the typical name Bao Qi in the red chamber, I couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of my mouth, turn around and cross my waist and shout "Hey! How many times have I told you not to call me Sister Bao? "
厦门夜网,厦门拿网,厦门品茶,厦门夜生活论坛 品茶网 Bao Qi sat back on the sofa for two hours after failing to implement the sneaking plan. Bao Ma’s questions were outrageous.