Chapter 258

Name:My Guardian Mr Bo Author:Fu Jiu
She was holding a black phone close to her ear, and she was slowly putting it down

Slightly curly long hair like seaweed floating in the wind, wandering, a few wisps of green silk brush in front of her eyes, it seems that she has a bit more messy beauty.

Under the white knee length outer garment, two slender white legs are slowly approaching him step by step.

Is still that pure and charming face, peach blossom like wave light eyes, very cocky nose, purplish small lips, everything is so familiar, if not for her white face stained with a little ash, and that wipe the blood under the corner of his eye, he would even think that her appearance is a dream.

It's one of his hallucinations.

However, when Angela saw him again, her eyes were hot, and then her nose began to be sour. She did not feel aggrieved for herself or afraid of the previous events.

But because, at this moment, the uncle, she has never seen.

She didn't know if he should worry about it. That's why

At this moment, she saw his pale, charming face, which was a kind of abnormal, almost transparent white.

The original clear and cold fundus is covered with a layer of invisible fog.

Cold sharp thin cold lips, the dawn of the afterglow misty fall, fall on that piece of lip, spread a layer of blood color halo

“…… Uncle

An Ge'er's heart suddenly awoke a little bit, gently called, the next moment ran past, suddenly, hard hit into his arms, hit his chest.

Bo Yan's body was bumped back two steps by her, feeling the temperature in front of him and holding him tightly. He suddenly closed his eyes, raised his hand slowly, and held her tightly

An Ge'er tried to hold back the tears of sour missing.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered a sentence.

I don't know where to know such a sentence: the happiest thing in the world is that when you hug a person, he hugs you more tightly.

……

It's like embracing your life, embracing your love.

Hugging him tightly, Angela still can't help feeling pain. It's summer, but his body is cold, only the heart under his chest is beating violently.

Angela slowly looked up at him, his hand on her hair, gently stroked, it seems that he seems to be pacifying her, but only she felt that he stroked the fingertips of her hair, slightly shaking.

An Ge'er finally couldn't help sobbing, red eyes, and then in his obsessed, grateful sight, she stood on tiptoe slightly, her hands around his neck, purplish little lips pasted up

Touching his cold lips, an'ge'er was astringent, tender, but delicate and gentle. His feather lashes trembled, and his eyes closed slightly, but he slowly shed two lines of tears.

She really didn't want to shed tears.

He was worried enough, afraid enough, but she couldn't help it at this time.

It's just so hopeless.

Tears slide down her cheek, across the lip, she tasted the salty taste, the bottom of her heart is more and more painful, she clumsily kisses his thin lips, and in the moment that the salty tears enter between the lips and teeth, his hands caressing her hair suddenly tighten up.

Tightly clasped behind her head, he bent over and left her lips, rubbed her ear and said a word

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