Pick up the garbage can ready to move to the appropriate foot of the Ling ye, the action is so rigid in the air.
…… Gan!
This man is faster than the love task he has ever seen, and the wearer will!
Qin Wanyan's eyes are full of disbelief.
Why is a man so good to her who is far away from her?!
She should be the chosen girl.
Tian Zhi was smiling at his uncle, as if he was taking the lead to knock CP at close range.
…
Appropriate Leng next, shake head, signal dirty.
Shi Sui said, "it doesn't matter. I'll wash my hands later."
His words seem to be with the magic of bewitching, appropriate unconsciously, spit pickled pepper in the palm of a man's hand.
Clear palmprint, stained with food residue.
Originally there are clean people, but at this time the face does not change, eyebrows and corners of the eyes are gentle spring.
Out of time, CP fans called out: "Mom, I hit it again!"!!! 】
it is appropriate that the whole person is immersed in a pot of honey water, sweet and warm, and her small face is no longer as tense and calm as usual, and she is smiling brightly at this time.
It's full of girlhood.
Ling Ye looks at the small interaction between the two people, the bottom of the eyes, passing a touch of yearning.
Not everyone is willing to wear fast all the time.
Fighting, intriguing, parting between life and death One world after another, it seems that there is no chance to breathe.
No matter how deep the friendship is, it will vanish when it reaches the next world.
The more memories, the more painful.
Ling Ye's inner desire to stay in this world is becoming stronger and stronger.
Xiangyi has a fatal attraction to him, not only the feelings between men and women, but also a sense of belonging like a nestling.
He could feel his jealousy.
Ling Ye coughed twice and raised his hand to serve the pickled fish. However, he was in a trance and accidentally knocked over the soup bowl with sky blue color!
In an instant, fish fillets and sauerkraut all poured out, and the soup flowed down the table.
Ling Ye seldom had such a mess, he was embarrassed to wipe the table with a paper towel, but the tissue was soon used up, he was in a hurry, ready to wipe with the pendulum, was appropriate to block.
The young man raised his eyes, and his amber eyes were filled with mist: "sister..."
Appropriate: "sit still, I'll get the rag."
In the process of her taking the dishcloth, Ling Ye is on pins and needles. He seldom fears anything, but now, he is a little afraid.
He was afraid to scold him.
However, Xiangyi just took a few rags and gave Shi Sui one.
When Sui skillfully wiped the table, a look is usually not less housework.
Xiangyi handed another rag to Ling ye: "here, wipe your hands."
Ling Ye was waiting for her to come down, waiting for a long time, only waiting for a sentence: "what's the matter? Is it hot? "
“……” Ling ye could not accurately describe his mood at that moment. He pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry, I knocked over the dishes."
"Anyone can make such a mistake." The girl rubbed it again at the place where Shi Sui had wiped it. "And there's still in the pot. Can you fill it up again?"
However, how can you play the piano with Qin ye
She thought she was talking about Ling Ye's heart.
The next second, only listen to Ling ye, do not want to say: "I can!" Said also squint at Qin Wanyan, "man's hands, what work can be done!"
Qin Wanyan?????
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