"She is here."

Xia Yanyu twisted his eyebrows, "What do you want!"

Mu Xingfeng looked down gently, "She ... very good."

Say, press the red key to shut down the mobile phone.

He approached Han Ruoli and gently stroked her face.

Preited.

Her hand grabbed his hand and murmured in her mouth: "Ze ... Don't leave Xiaoli ... Xiaoli will obediently ..."

Mu Xingfeng closed his eyes, calmed his own convulsions, and said lightly: "If you can ..." I really want to replace him for him. He loves you ... replaced him by love him ...

Pulling out his hand and opening his eyes, he saw a drop of crystal tears sliding down Han Ruoli's cheeks. He stretched out his index finger and caught her tears.

Lick.

It turns out ... tears can also be bitter to this extent ...

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The next day.

In the early morning, the first yang shot into the room, Han Ruoli, who was lying on the big black bed, frowned, opened the charming purple -red eyes, but found that he was in a strange environment.

Open the quilt and look at the clothes -intact and loss. Gently relieved.

After looking around for four weeks, black ... black ...

Everything in the room is almost black.

The owner of the room where the room can be seen is an indifferent person.

Han Ruoli remembered it -yesterday ... she and a boy went to the cherry blossom forest ... That boy was not someone else, it was Mu Xingfeng! Then what? She seemed to ... borrowed his kiss ...

Han Ruoli's face was reddish.

Borrow kiss! She can do this kind of thing!

Hmm ... then? It looks like Mu Xingfeng hugs her, and then fell asleep in a confused manner.

Then, he appeared here, so ... this is Mu Xingfeng's home?

His eyes suddenly glanced at a place -a person curled up on the sofa.

Han Ruoli froze, a ridiculous and touching feeling of feeling.

It is ridiculous, a big boy of more than one -meter sleeps on the sofa of one meter five meters, the picture is a bit ridiculous.

But also moved -he gave up his big bed for himself, and he was grieving himself on the sofa.

Obviously they are not very familiar. He can drop her on the cherry forest, or let her sleep on the floor and sleep on the sofa, and go to bed, but he not only hugs her back, but also let her sleep on the sofa ...

… Even the quilt has not been covered ...

As soon as her eyes were hot, the tears were about to fall.

But she looked up at the ceiling at 45 ° and forced the upcoming tears back.

After adjusting her emotions, she once again returned to the naughty nature, stomped to him, and stopped in front of him.

When she saw him, she was stunned--

The light purple hair was stuck on his face, a pair of deterrent purple ice eyes closed, and a full lips with white pink pink tightly pursed ...

A beautiful face! If she doesn't have a certain force, I'm afraid she will rush up now!

Han Ruoli stared at his lips, and suddenly remembered the kiss yesterday, with a hot face on his face.

Damn! She scolds herself, Han Ruoli, Han Ruoli, how can you color to this extent!

Han Ruoli shook his head and finally calmed herself, but saw that Mu Xingfeng's cumulative purple eyes did not know when it had been opened, and he looked at her coldly.

I do n’t know if Han Ruoli reads it wrong. Those cold and cold eyes have a bit of tenderness and smile.

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Chapter completed!