Chapter 723

When ou nanduo looks at Ou shaohuang preaching like her mother, he is upset at the bottom of his heart.

Do you want to go back to the original position?

Did she promise?

"Ouch, Xiao huanghuang, my leg hurts so much --" Ou nanduo exclaimed.

On hearing her painful breath, ou shaohuang stepped forward quickly, with a trace of worry hanging at the bottom of his eyes.

"I'll call the doctor." He said.

Without waiting for him to leave, onando put his hand around his neck as soon as he stretched it out, and the lip flap changed shape, and then he kissed his lips.

I'm about to hold his thin lip.

One hand quickly and incomparably blocked in the middle of the four lips they would touch.

"You want to die?" He said angrily.

If he guesses right, the medium of onando's attack is kissing.

Once you kiss

Ou nanduo's face turned, and his pink lips pouted, showing some dissatisfaction.

"Huang'er, aunt is in pain. Do you want to sit back and ignore it?"

Aggrieved, angry, sad Her big black eyes were blinking, and her little daughter's mood was instantly revealed.

Ou shaohuang's heart jumped, just like alcohol on his head, which stirred his heart.

He took a tissue and put it on her lips and gave her a kiss.

The lip petal falls on the paper towel, a different feeling follows.

His sharp heart is like a grain of wheat stuck in it, honing his heart for a long time.

Again and again the torrent full of, want to wash open that block, piansheng across a gap.

His fingers caressed her face, and he felt her beauty over and over again.

It seems that he didn't violate the God's anger.

Ou nanduo squinted, did not move, and did not struggle.

The warmth on her lips crushed the heat in her heart.

When the little girl felt his tender feelings, it was like a sweet potato baked on a charcoal fire, gurgling with fragrance and buzzing sweetness.

Young, experience of love is scarce, even if a man such a small move, like a butterfly flapping wings, brewing again and again, finally set off a storm in her heart.

In the years that followed, she looked back and missed the kiss across the tissue.

Obsession and intoxication.

Heart, soul and soul are all hooked by him.

From then on, the girl's heart was completely and strongly occupied by him.

As an adult, onando also met many people. Between many lovers, men always can't wait to poke out the mystery of women and always want to bind the other half with their bodies.

Once you get it, leave it like my shoes.

There are very few men who are as clean as ou shaohuang.

He is not easily emotional, will not easily fall in love with a person, more will not easily heart, but if he step out of that step, certainly will hold the woman in the palm of the hand.

For example, at this moment, he has thousands of opportunities to have her, to take off his fire, or to be irresponsible afterwards.

But he was serious and cautious, restrained and repressed, and would never touch her until he reached the bottom of his soul. It was precisely because he valued the relationship between the two people more than anything else.

Once identified, will unswervingly.

How can onando fall in love with such a man?

Just before the tissue was about to get wet, ou shaohuang jerked away.

Under his eyes, there are strands of mixed weight and fighting.

It seems that he has made up his mind. He turns around abruptly, so that he can leave her tender black eyes and not be sucked away by her peach blossom flying eyes.

Squatting down, he pulled out a cigarette, click, lighter lit cigarette.

The smoke spread out in an instant, just like the fragrant clouds on the plateau.

Stubble after stubble of smoke rose in the air.

Onando lay on the bed, supported his arms on the table, his head on his arms, a pair of eyes with a girl's feelings, winding his figure like a silk string.

Even though a crouching silhouette has smooth lines, the whole body is like a brilliant lapis lazuli polished by carving, with blue, gold and natural mysterious color.

His two fingers holding the cigarette are half tilted, the cigarette end is between his lips, and the lip flap is slightly forced. The flame of the cigarette is moving, and the man's good-looking side face is particularly moving when the fireworks are out.

Noble, proud, lonely and lonely.

It has the rebellious and romantic style of a poet, as well as the pyrotechnic atmosphere of a man in the world. How to look at it, how to make people moved, and how to love.

Her heart is beating.

The heart is like the tide.

Where did ou shaohuang not feel the woman's intense and enthusiastic gaze.

He smoked in silence.There was no response.

Without looking back, he took a big puff.

Smoke into the heart, mixed with her aroma of smoke was brought into the body.

At night.

Ou nanduo just read two exercises, a burst of fatigue hit.

Sitting beside her, ou shaohuang saw this and said in a soft voice, "don't force it. Let's have a rest first."

As soon as onando heard his words, a pair of moving eyes lit the star.

She hugged his arm and begged, "sleep with me tonight."

Pop!

Ou shaohuang slapped her hard, and her cold eyes shone with cold light.

"Have a good rest."

Then he stood up.

"Oh, my poor dogleg. I want to go to the toilet half the night. It seems that I have to get up by myself. Who let me drink more water tonight? " Onando is pathetic.

Her voice mixed with melancholy and sad tone, not to mention how sad.

Especially when he lowered his head, he suddenly saw her pouted lips, which were as pink as cherry fire, and moved a little in a corner of his heart.

He whispered, "I'll let the slave in at night to accompany you."

Onando stares at him.

Always peach blossom beautiful eyes, instant with the curtain of the stage, showing a trace of grievance and loneliness.

"Shaohuang, do you dislike me? Do you think I'm a burden to you? "

Then she squeezed out two crocodile tears.

"Go ahead, I can handle it myself. Let's go. Let's go. "

Onando urged him.

But the sad feeling in the words can't be covered.

In this way, the pace of Ou shaohuang's movement was difficult.

He turned and left.

Looking at his cold back, with ruthlessness, ou nanduorao is optimistic and cheerful again. In this kind of bright dislike, a girl's heart is hurt after all.

She let him go on purpose to see how he could bear to sleep alone. Unexpectedly, he really left.

When the slave came in to wait on her to wash, she couldn't help knocking over the basin.

A clanging sound came out of the door. The slave was scared to death, but no one came in.