After several years of love, Zhao Wanxi and Leng junao have long been interlinked.
What's in her mind? How can Leng junao not know?
Thick resentment, almost drowned him.
Rao is so, he did not change his mind, more did not comply with Zhao Wanxi's mind.
But deliberately slow down, lead her slowly, waiting to be complained.
As a result, I didn't hear any dissatisfaction. I was only coquettish?
Small Leng Leng, completely ignored the inclusion in which the resentment, thin lips open, mouth up. Leng junao looks back and dotes on his eyes.
At the same time, he nodded a little and didn't refuse at all.
"Good."
Between the words, fold down the waist, at the same time, let go of the long arm wave, will embrace people in the arms.
To hold up, inadvertently on Zhao Wanxi wronged eyes, a soft heart, Jun face unconsciously pressed down.
Seeing that the labial flap was about to stick to it, he stopped the action again.
Thick eyebrows wrinkle slightly.
Zhao Wanxi has long been used to this man's behavior of stealing incense from time to time.
Basically, when I saw that his eyes were wrong, I had a number in my heart.
The sudden stop was unexpected.
Just eye belt don't understand, see Leng Jun Ao a little back to retreat, low voice.
"Can you take this off?"
"What?"
At first, it's really puzzling to say something that people don't understand.
Fortunately, Zhao Wanxi was not stupid. She was slightly surprised for a moment, and immediately turned her eyes to accurately capture the discomfort on the other side's face. She soon understood.
Unconsciously attach your cheek, move it to your chin, and with a little force under your fingers, you will peel off your face.
As a result, the edges were all buttoned up, and Zhao Wanxi did not move again.
Staring at people close at hand, full of banter.
"Why expose it? Isn't it nice to take it with you? "
In this way, although people are all her, different faces will have different stimulation.
This tune Men should like it, right?
Don't go to explore carefully, almost her words just fell, cold Jun Ao's eyes, then clearly slide over a touch of displeasure.
The next second, it's concise.
"It's an eyesore."
Then, without waiting for Zhao Wanxi's reaction, he helped her uncover her face.
Then I wash and rub my face under my fingers, and I look satisfied at last.
"Well, this face looks comfortable."
Zhao Wanxi
The mask is airtight, but it's not comfortable to wear.
The reason why he deliberately disagrees with Leng junao is to blame him for pulling himself back.
By the way, it's more or less tentative.
As a result Although it was a little unexpected, it was totally reasonable.
Looking at his own opinion, Zhao Wanxi snorted deliberately to show her dissatisfaction. On the face of it, but in fact, secretly, she had a different idea.
A hundred skeletons rise slowly and walk from heart to heart.
Just like the man in front of her, it makes her feel warm.
From top to bottom, from inside to outside, everything is appropriate.
Is enjoying that kind of every pore sends out the joyful feeling, the waist body is stopped, the whole body vacates.
Relying on, is a generous and powerful embrace.
Also, Leng junao's smile.
"Well, I'll hold you. Who can't make my Xi'er walk? "