When Qiao Liuhua thought of the beautiful scene last night, his heart would jump out.
"The stream is cold, don't I... "
She wanted to say something to Gong Xilin, because the kiss was interrupted.
Her body suddenly softened and she couldn't sit down.
Gong xi Leng reaches for her waist and lets her lean on her arms.
Qiao Liuhua's breath is a little short. He can only lean on the cold arms of Gongxi.
In fact, she can feel gong xi's feelings for her now, which should be very deep.
His eyes were so hot with fire, as if to burn her and swallow her.
She knew that eyes could not deceive.
But when she was sleeping, what happened to gong xi, the cold killer in her mind?
And she woke up crying before she went to bed.
Qiao Liuhua is still in a trance.
Gong Xilin watched Qiao Liuhua lean on his arms, his heart would soften.
His movement is also very light and light. Like coaxing a child, he gently patted the back of Qiao Liu's painting. His movement is very light and light.
In fact, gong xi is not good at coaxing people.
But in the face of Joe flow painting, he naturally wanted to coax her to spoil her.
When patting her on the back like this, her movements are natural.
Gong xi is so cold that he wants to rub Qiao Liu's painting into his body. In that way, he can protect his heart with pain.
"Picturesque......"
A picture of Gong Xi's cold emotions.
There are too many words to say, but I don't know what to say. It seems that I just want to hold them like this, and I don't care about anything.
As long as his paintings are by his side, his heart can be saved.
Gongxi's cold voice is particularly pleasant, and its magnetism is low and mellow.
His voice, especially tantalizing people's heartstrings.
Qiao Liuhua could feel her heart shaking fiercely.
She looked up to see gong xi Leng, and her eyes were full of doting light.
Qiao Liuhua sighs inside. Gong Xilin's picturesque appearance, moving voice and doting eyes make it hard for her to resist.
This one or two months of care and doting, let her heart slowly disintegrated.
Even if she did not have the previous memory, she also gradually accepted the good of Gongxi cold.
Otherwise, they could not have had such a close relationship last night.
Because she accepted his kindness in her heart, she was willing to be like him.
But she was still uneasy, because there was always a cold and cold gong xi in her mind, which made her very entangled.
Qiao Liuhua pursed his lips and said: "Xi Leng, when I was just sleeping, there were some lights and shadows in my mind. They were about you, that is, when I was so close, but I hurt so much that you didn't stop. Your eyes seemed to kill people..."
Gong xi's heart is cold and his heart is shaking hard. Is there something in the picture?
"Don't think about those paintings. I will love you and spoil you. I will give you whatever you want."
Gong xi said this in a hoarse voice.
Qiao Liu's painting is not stupid. It will be daytime. She also has more calmness. "Xi Leng, were we enemies before?"
"No, you are my love."
"But can you tell me something about the past? What are the memories I forget? "
Gong xi opened his mouth cold, and asked him to say what he had done to Hua'er.
He can't say it at all.