“……” Monsoon smoke looked at his eyes, put delicate food, but no appetite.

"Not used to eating?" Star Tower saw the monsoon smoke did not start, can not help wondering asked.

Monsoon smoke felt that she had a headache. She raised her hand and rubbed the eyebrows. She looked at the serious Star Tower. He sat very close to her. She could clearly see the reflection of his eyes.

In the flickering fire, the indifferent but tantalizing eyes of the Star Tower, like a wisp of warm wind, brushed the heart of the monsoon smoke.

"Guoshi, you Don't do it. " Monsoon smoke tries to find its own voice.

She can't be confused by beauty!

The brow of the Star Tower is light and wrinkled, with a little trouble in its eyes.

"Which one?"

Monsoon smoke refers to the food in front of you.

Star Tower looked at the food, and looked at her, of course: "I still remember, you can't use this thing." The fingertips of the star tower are slightly on the knife and fork.

Monsoon smoke feels like it's been lifted

She can only stop talking, quietly lower her head, eat Eat

After eating, she can be free. Anyway, she knows that she doesn't understand this.

Unfortunately, she thought too simply.

Star Tower never took a bite, just sat by and watched someone like a hamster, frantically stuffing something into his mouth.

However, no matter how fast the monsoon smoke is eaten, the food on her plate will not be reduced.

Every time she was about to finish eating, Xinglou replaced the newly cut plate

There is no end.

The monsoon smoke is eating and vomiting.

"Enough." When the Star Tower is ready to add food for her again, the monsoon smoke finally can't bear to raise its hand and stop the Star Tower's action.

"I can't eat Burp Yes. " The monsoon smoke never felt like it.

The Star Tower chuckled.

This is the first time that monsoon smoke sees the smile of Star Tower.

Like lilies in the valley under the moon.

She never knew that someone would look so good when they laughed.

The monsoon smoke is a little crazy.

The smile of Star Tower is like a flash in the pan, a moment is gone, he suddenly saw the bright eyes of monsoon smoke staring at himself, he saw himself, the only

The ghost makes a difference, the Star Tower suddenly has a kind of impulse, he slowly near that pair of eyes with his shadow.

Closer and closer.

Thin lips, in a flash, touch the red lips, soft almost drowning warmth, let the startower eyes suddenly become deep.

Also in an instant, will be awakened by the magic of monsoon smoke.

Bang!

The monsoon smoke stood up directly from the chair. She opened her eyes incredulously and stared at the leaning Star Tower.

Lips, as if still retain a slightly cool feeling.

Star Tower raised his head and looked at the panic of the monsoon smoke. There was no panic in his eyes. Instead, he was brewing a greed.

He likes it. He kisses her.

The heart has never been as hot as it was at that moment.

"If this is your thank-you, then in the future, you don't have to bother the national teacher to do it again." The sound of the monsoon smoke is heard in the ear of the Star Tower. The cold tone suddenly pulls the star tower out of the beauty.

At this time, Xinglou found that the eyes of monsoon smoke became very cold, that cold, which he had never seen, full of preparedness and anger.