Chapter 830

Just opened mouth to shout his name, Yan Ling choked and couldn't say anything else, just hugged him tightly.

Feel the cold temperature on him, hold him harder.

The next second, I found that Yi Haiyin's body was stiff, and the whole person was stunned.

He didn't look back or even move. He just kept his original posture and stood quietly for a long time.

The hand holding the guardrail is constantly tightening. It's like crushing the wooden guardrail in the hand, and the green tendons on the back of the hand

Yan Ling choked, thin body, on his back, big tears, constantly dripping to his back, warm humidity, like can burn people.

I don't know how long it took for Yi Haiyin to slowly lower his head and look at the hands around his body and around his body.

Scallion white fingers, tightly entangled together, fingertips because too much force, some white.

His cold eyes, slightly moving, as if in doubt, in front of all you see, is not too miss, the illusion.

"Ling'er..." His thin lips moved back and forth, and he called softly.

The voice is very light, light will be scattered in the wind at any time.

He didn't expect a response at all. He just seemed to shout to himself.

"It's me." Yan Ling bit his lip and held his hand around his waist, silently tightening.

Immediately, Yi Hai was awakened by the reply. He suddenly turned around and looked at the person standing behind him in disbelief.

In the dark pupil, there was a shock!

"I'm sorry, Yi Haiyin Well Yan Ling's words just export, a pair of big hands suddenly hold her face, his cold lips, kiss her.

His action is very fast, but very gentle, gently close to her lips, aware of her irresistible, just slowly deep

Keep deepening the kiss.

Yan Ling felt his pity and tears from the corner of his eyes. He reached out and took the initiative to hook his neck. He stood on tiptoe and responded to his kiss.

Two people, kissing in the wind, behind the sea of flowers, as if they had become the background.

The faint fragrance of flowers lingers in my breath, as if it has become the taste of love

For a long time, Yi Haiyin slowly released her and pushed the disordered Yan Ling into her arms. Her big hand tightly clasped the back of her head, as if she wanted to rub her into her arms.

Low Nan, "as expected in the dream, you will respond to me."

“……” Yan Ling was stunned. Someone raised his head in consternation and looked at Yi Haiyin's eyes.

What did he just say?

In my dream

"Yi Haiyin, this is not a dream, you see clearly, it's me..." Yan Ling's words have not finished, Yi Haiyin's body suddenly a soft, leaning on her body.

She couldn't hold her tall body, so she was overwhelmed by him.

Holding the fainted Yi Haiyin, he was flustered for a moment.

"Yi Haiyin, wake up, don't scare me!" Yan Ling tried his best to free himself from his arms. Looking at his pale and abnormal face, he reached for his forehead and found that his forehead was hot and frightening.

He has a fever and is still standing at such a high place to blow. Is he dying?!

"Anyone, help call an ambulance!"

"Don't go to the hospital." Yihai audio and video suddenly regained consciousness, suddenly seized her hand, very hard to grasp her wrist, balderdash.

"Ling'er, don't go to the hospital..."

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