Chapter 3115

"Absolutely."

"People who don't like girls for 800 years can fall into the world. Tut tut Tut, love is really magical."

When the boy pushed the door in, he could see his figure on the sofa.

Jiang Yuyan slightly bent his slender and beautiful eyes and stepped forward. Because of the car racing just now, the young man's white forehead oozed some crystal beads of sweat and slid down the side face lines, looking sexy, bewitched and beautiful.

The girl seemed to sit there quietly, sitting upright and straight, like a benchmark, and couldn't find any problems.

But it just feels different.

Jiang Yuyan picked a delicate dark eyebrow tip and walked over, "little sister?"

The young man stood in front of dye Bai. He was tall, slender, handsome and abstinent. He was born with a bit of cynical ruffian.

The girl half narrowed her peach blossom eyes as hazy as looking at flowers in the fog. Her eyes were broken and bright. She was drunk. Looking at the young man in front of her, she seemed to see two shadows in a trance. She tilted her head and stared directly at Jiang Yuyan.

With such a light and quiet appearance, it looks like a newborn kitten.

Jiang YuYan's subconscious palpitation missed half a beat.

Moyo is not used to looking up. The girl stretched out her thin white fingers, gently pulled a section of the young man's sleeve and pulled it down. Her strength is not light or heavy, but it seems to fall on the tip of people's heart.

Jiang Yuyan reached the tip of his tongue to his upper jaw, bent down with the strength of dyed white, half knelt in front of the girl and looked at the pair of drunken peach eyes at a close distance.

The boy wondered, "how can you get drunk..."

He glanced sideways at the table. His vision finally stopped on the can of wine that had been pulled open. The smell of wine was faintly filled in the air.

Jiang Yuyan: "

I'm drunk after drinking so much. Miss, I'm not very good.

The young man smiled low, and the evil cunning was very provocative. He asked ranbai, "who am I?"

Dye white and look at him.

Jiang Yuyan also tilted his head and looked at ranbai.

The two men looked at each other for a long time, their eyes intertwined.

No one spoke.

"It seems that she is very drunk." Jiang Yuyan sighed gently and muttered to himself. She only felt very cute. When the girl was drunk, there was a little less ice and cold air than usual, which was a childish contrast.

The boy bent his long, narrow and deep eyes, as if they were full of stars. He spoke softly and coaxed in a low voice. Every word seemed to be the sound of a heartbeat, magnetic and provocative: "will you take you home?"

Ranbai stares at Jiang Yuyan for a long time.

No one knows what she's thinking.

Just when Jiang Yuyan didn't hope to get a response, the girl suddenly stretched out her hand and jumped out a syllable: "hold."

Voice in the air cold, a bit drunk slightly dumb, fell on Jiang YuYan's ear, fell on his heart.

The young man's eyes were a little deeper, as if he could not see the end like the deep sea. He paused and suddenly smiled. He was romantic and evil, "hold it for you."

When you leave here,

The others said with a smile that Jiang Yuyan was good.

Only Jiang Yuyan knows,

Where he came from was Liang. It was clearly the man who dyed white.

It's neither too close nor too far to get home from here,

In fact, you can drive people back directly, but Jiang Yuyan is always so selfish.

It's really hard to see the appearance of dyed white and drunk, so it's even more rare to take the initiative to hold.

Jiang Yuyan just wanted to take this man home step by step.

The dark sky is boundless, with stars around the moon, dotted with stars, falling all night.

The cold wind roared past, rolled up the cold broken snow and fell on the boy.

On the street that can't see the end at a glance and seems to have no end, in the dead of night, it's cold and empty. On both sides of the road, only the old and dilapidated road lamps scattered a dim light and fell on the ground, and the brilliance spread to the distance.

On the ground, the two shadows are slanted and long, overlapping together.

The slender, lonely and proud boy carried the drunk girl on his back and walked away in the cold, white, clear and gentle moonlight.

The girl's delicate jade like jaw gently pressed against the boy's cold and beautiful shoulder line. A little movement, the peach colored lip flap inadvertently rubbed the boy's neck, as if it fell a kiss. The breath crossed his ears. The shallow breath wrapped around Jiang YuYan's ears, burning with temperature.

Dyed white hands gently encircle Jiang Yuyan. Her slender fingers also hook the young snow collar. She occasionally touches the cold and delicate skin and the radian cold, hard and delicate clavicle.

She was drunk and lost her heart. She completely regarded the youth in front of her as the only dependence. With a little childish, she gently blew a breath in Jiang YuYan's ear like a prank, and then smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes.

Jiang Yuyan was completely stiff and didn't dare to move around. He was greedy for such love and walked forward without saying a word.

Ranbai whispered his name and was drunk, but when he read the name, his words were clear and incredible, word by word: "Jiang Yuyan."

"So you still remember me." the boy smiled with bright eyes.

The rose fragrance on the girl carries a bit of tipsy wine. Through the winter night wind, it lingers around the boy. It is intoxicating without knowing it. She continues to call: "Jiang Yuyan."

"Yes."

"Jiang Yuyan."

"Yes."

"Jiang Yuyan."

"I'm here."

In the endless repetition of dyed white and the boy's response, they bathed in the moonlight and walked away.

The moonlight was clear and the wind was gentle.

The boy hugged the moon and his whole world.

Just later

Do not know how long, ran Bai suddenly asked him, "how many voices?"

"Fifty one."

The young man's falling voice is low and indifferent, clear and pleasant, as if the notes jumping on his fingertips were floating in the cold wind.

"Jiang Yuyan..." when ranbai clearly called out such a name again.

The young man's steps suddenly stopped, then quickly put down the girl, turned around, and put the person against the street lamp next to him. The long eyelashes covered the deep eyes, and Ze Yan's bewitched thin lips kissed the girl's lips, followed by a light fragrance and fragrance, which was reassuring.

Among them, the existence of fierce and aggressive possessiveness belongs to the young man's heart and sound disordered the heartbeat and hot temperature. His voice is hazy between lips and teeth, low and dumb, but it is still clear and exciting. Every word is as important as the whole world on such a winter night, which is unforgettable.

"Jiang Yuyan likes Ju Bai. Remember."

The distance between the two is close at hand.

After dyed white, there was a cold street lamp, and in front of her was a teenager who covered her.