Huangfu looks at blue cloud's body at night, and the wine almost sprays out.
He coughed a few times. Where's the pheasant from?
"Six cousin, I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you miss me?" Blue cloud heart looks at him with flattery, showing a smile that he thinks is very beautiful.
Beiming cold ignores her to leave directly. Blue cloud wants to hold her arm. Huangfu quickly blocks Beiming cold at night.
Blue cloud heart some unwilling to look at the North Ming cold upstairs, some angry asked, "what do you do!"
"Miss table, pay attention to the influence. That's your cousin!" Huangfu reminds me at night.
"It's none of your business!" Blue cloud heart some angry stare at him.
"Of course, fart is none of my business, but miss LAN, I think you have a really good taste. This hair, this color is so beautiful! I really admire the beautiful clothes! "
"Of course! I know fashion best. " Blue cloud felt his hair proudly.
"That's natural. Miss Biao is a fashion expert, but I have a little suggestion, don't you know?"
"You say, no, I can remind you." LAN Yunxin is very interested.
"It's your hair. In fact, the lower part of you will be more fashionable if dyed green!"
"I think so too. The hairdresser said nothing! I'm really pissed off! I'll get it tomorrow. "
Huangfu is going to have cramps when he smiles at night.
"I didn't expect your fashion taste to be similar to mine!" Blue cloud heart a face of pride.
"I dare not. I have no taste. You have the most taste. Then I will go to work first." Huangfu immediately slipped away at night. He looked back at the fiery red hair of the blue cloud heart, and suddenly there was a layer of gooseflesh.
If he wants to see such a head every day, he may have the heart to commit suicide.
Now he knows how hard it is to find a normal girl to fall in love. He has to cherish the girl more.
……
Beiming cold comes to Gu Qingxin's rest room. When she enters the door, she sees that she is sitting on the sofa with a worried face.
He immediately went to her and sat down, put his hand around her. "What's the matter?"
"It's OK. I'm thinking about my mother." Gu chuckled at him.
Beiming cold saw her reluctance and kissed her forehead gently, "bear it again, and it will soon pass."
Gu chuckles at his lips and doesn't speak.
Beiming cold gently kissed her lips, and Gu Qingxin's eyebrows immediately wrinkled. She quickly dodged and asked, "what's the taste of your mouth?"
"What's the smell?" There was a trace of unnaturalness in Beiming's eyes. He had wiped it countless times and rinsed his mouth countless times. How could it still taste.
Gu Qingxin frowns at his empty heart. "Someone kisses you?"
Beiming cold immediately shook his head, and she stared at him. "That's when you kiss other women!"
"No, she did. I didn't dodge!" Beiming cold almost bit his tongue after saying that. He thought about it and could not admit it.
"You..." Gu falls back, lips are tighter.
"My heart, I'm really innocent. I didn't know she would." Beiming cold explains in a hurry.
"But you gave her a chance!" Gu Qingxin doesn't need to ask and know who it is. Guanyue, the haunted woman, finally appears again.
"Not so." Beiming cold feels wronged.