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back home, as soon as her parents saw her, they immediately welcomed her and asked, "Niu Niu, did Yang Hong not embarrass you?"
"Dare he?"
Yang Zimei eyebrow slightly picked.
"How much money did he give you? Are you really not going to donate all that Grandfather asked anxiously.
Yang Zimei looked at his grandfather, "I won't take a cent. It's their blessing that they can donate those money. If they can't, it will be a disaster."
Yang Bai listened, anxious, stabbed at crutches and scolded, "it's really stupid, how stupid to even don't want money?"
"Grandfather, not all the money in the world can be obtained. It shouldn't be your money. If you want it, it will bring disaster."
"Dad, Niuniu is right. Which money of Yang Hong's family is clean? We're not rare. " Yang Qing patted her daughter on the shoulder, encouraging the way, "Dad supports you!"
"Thank you, Dad. I went in and took a bath."
Today busy day, coupled with the abnormal constant absorption of Yin Sha Qi hesitation, let her feel a little tired, just want to be quiet as soon as possible.
She went into the room and put the ginseng box on the table top. Thinking of the wooden sign she saw in Min Yulin, she took her mahogany card out of the drawer and examined the strange pattern on it with a magnifying glass. However, she could not understand it. She did not know the age and significance of Tao.
At this time, the curtain moved -
her heart was happy, and she turned her face to see a red rose swaying on the windowsill, reflecting her expectant smile.
She locked the door, went over, reached for the rose, held it under her nose, closed her eyes and sniffed.
It was the first flower she had ever received in her life!
Happiness is in her heart, sweet
The Dragon jumped up from under the window day by day, stretched out his hand and directly hugged her from behind, his chin against her hair, and asked in a deep voice, "do you like it?"
"Well."
"I'll send you every day. I'll send you different ones every day." The Dragon bowed his head and kissed her hair every day.
A soft, from the top of the hair directly diffuse to the whole body, a tight breath, heart lake rippling like tide
"Sleep Dragon said to her day by day, a pair of old husband and wife's tone.
Hearing this, Yang Zimei's face turned red again and said in a shy voice, "you go to bed first. I haven't bathed yet."
"Oh, then I'll wait for you!"
Day by day, the Dragon let go of her waist, took off his shoes, and lay lazily on the bed with his hands on his head.
Yang Zimei saw that he was wearing a black shirt and jeans. He hesitated and asked, "isn't it comfortable to sleep in this way?"
"Well, it's really uncomfortable. Why don't I sleep naked?"
The Dragon raised his eyebrows day by day, and picked out an evil smile from the corner of his lips
When he does not smile, he is cold and serious, like an ancient sword out of its sheath. When he smiles, he is like a spring flower blooming, reversing all living beings and confusing people's mind.
Yang Zimei's ears were burning red, and he hurriedly stopped looking. His tone was a little hasty. "I mean, let you wear pajamas."
"Pajamas? Are you ready for me? " The Dragon smiles day by day.
"No There are It's your own thing. You prepare it yourself. " Yang Zimei escaped into the bathroom in the room. She was so red that she almost burned.
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