Ning Xuemo sleeps and drinks together. He dozes in his arms and says, "God, I think you are familiar..."

Shenjiuli: "..." He and she are already in this position, she is only familiar?!

"God, I often dream of you..." She mumbled again.

The lips of God Jiuli have a smile.

Think about it day by day, dream about it night by night. It seems that she really likes him, and dreams about him

He looked down at her in his arms and kissed her on the lips.

Recently, she is making trouble with him. He hasn't kissed her for a long time

Her lips were full and soft, with a touch of wine, and he could not help but deepen the kiss.

"God, do you like me? But why don't you propose to me... " She squashed her mouth in a dream.

Shenjiuli: "..."

His eyes were slightly deep and he sighed: "snow road, upgrade quickly!"

He can't wait

"Is it because of my status as a lonely star? You Are you afraid of me, too? " Ning Xuemo usually hides his mind deeply and doesn't show it.

At this time, she was really drunk. In this half confused state, she could not hide her words, and asked out some tangled matters unconsciously.

Shen Jiuli was stunned. It turned out that she wanted to go there --

he looked down at her, didn't speak, just tightened her to his arms.

Fool, my God Jiuli likes people. Don't say anything about Tiansha lone star. You are my sworn enemy even if you are a devil. If I like it, I like it

He held her and walked slowly to Ning Fu.

The quiet street, the girl in my arms, how about the snowy sky? As long as we keep each other, it's a paradise.

Back to Ningfu, the servants in the mansion are busy again.

After a while, Ning Xuemo has been sleeping on her own gums.

Shen Jiuli covers the quilt for her, just wants to turn around and leave. Occasionally, she looks down and sees a soft light slowly coming out of her chest.

He stopped all his movements with a single finger.

The soft light grew larger and larger, and a Xiao gradually slipped out of her arms. With the ups and downs of her breath, it moved forward a little bit, and the light was as soft as moonlight.

Moonlight!

Isn't it in the storage bag?

Why did you run out by yourself?

God nine Li Mou light falls on that Xiao, see it slip a little over Ning Xuemo's chest, shoulders, and finally automatically fall on her pillow, shining a weak light in her hair.

That rather snow Mo eyebrow peak slightly frowns, but also has no other uncomfortable symptom, only slightly turned a body, then that Xiao was squeezed under the pillow by her head

Shenjiuli reached out his hand to pick up the Xiao, but it seemed that he thought of something to stop his hand. He simply sat down on her side.

The fingers are gently pressed on her wrist veins. Her breath is smooth and her blood vessels are normal. The Xiao pressing under her pillow seems to have no adverse effect on her.

Did he think more?

This flute will slide out just by chance?

Shenjiuli sat beside her for a while and was about to look at the flute again. The whole body of ningxuemo on the pillow suddenly tensed up, trembled slightly, and the little mouth hissed softly: "God, you are lighter Er Pain... "

The voice was painful and joyful, as if the girl had been in the cloud and rain for the first time, and there was a light rouge on her face.

Shenjiuli: "..."