His breath was still a little heavy, his cheeks were burning red, all the way to the tip of his ears.

Li Jin an didn't respond. Her voice trembled. She untied her coat button, grasped her hand and put it on her chest muscle. "You touch it, I keep it very well..."

Qiao Yanran took back her hand.

Li Jin'an lowered his eyes and hurt his eyes. "You said that Jin'an belongs to you alone. Don't you want Jin'an?

It's clearly you who are the first to provoke Jin'an... "

There was a cold liquid dripping on the back of Qiao Yanran's hand.

Qiao Yanran stretched out her hand to raise his chin, forced him to raise his head and look at herself. She bit his lip lightly and said in a soft voice: "Li, can I still believe you?"

Li Jin'an's body trembled.

Qiao Yanran stood up and took out another set of drawings from another drawer and threw them directly on the table.

This set of drawings is fake. I prepared them before.

"See you off."

Li Jin'an lowered his eyes.

"Stand in line, choose him or general? Well

Qiao Yan Ran light voice way: "this time, I don't force you."

Li Jin'an moved his steps, took the drawing from the desktop, and quickly left the room.

*

*

Qiao Yanran opened the door of the room. It was chilly and foggy at night.

She stepped back to her room and went to bed.

Not long.

"Squeak -"

with a chill, Li Jin'an pushed the door and came in. He quickly took off his coat and lay down on the bed.

Rub ah rub, rub to Qiao Yanran body side.

"General..."

Li Jin'an stretched out his hand, fingertips across Qiao Yanran's cheek, with a touch of provocation.

"Go to sleep."

Joe flicked his hand away, turned over and turned his back to him.

Li Jin'an lowered his eyes and bit his lower lip. On his curled eyelashes, he was stained with some crystal clear tears. He held himself wrongly and covered his head with the quilt. The turbulent liquid soon made a corner of the quilt wet.

Xiaoyu Wan 】

I love it so much.

Qiao Qiao, a double standard dog, has never done a few things he promised others. He even said that he forgot the past.

Why do you ask his father to do what he says?

╭(╯^╰)╮。

But it's not easy to plug in at this time. After all, sometimes Qiao Qiao is quite stubborn, and he can't pull back what he has identified.

It makes her even more angry.

"Crying?"

Qiao Yanran looked at the shaking bedding, it is difficult to ignore.

Li Jin'an tried his best to restrain his movements, covered his head and said nothing.

Qiao Yanran really can't do anything with him.

She stretched out her hand to encircle the person in her arms, patted him on the back, and coaxed: "I'm good, don't cry, go to sleep."

Qiao Yan Ran felt that her words were not very useful - her skirt was all wet, and it was very wet.

She raised her hand and pinched his chin.

Li Jin'an's Phoenix eyes were swollen. His clear eyes were very red, with a strong light, and the tip of his nose was red.

Qiao Yanran pointed to the abdomen and wiped off his tears. "Don't cry, good."

"I didn't cry."

"What's the matter with the red eyes? Well

Li Jin'an pursed his lips. His voice was a little heavy. He said stubbornly, "something has fallen out of his eyes."

"I can't help you."

Qiao Yanran sighed and hugged her tightly.