Leng Haofeng clearly felt Yaoyao's eager gaze. He followed Yaoyao's gaze and looked at his own "devil's claw". He hurriedly shook it away as if he was being electrocuted, but he could not shake off the soft and delicate touch left in his heart.
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Yaoyao raised her eyebrows and smiled, staring at Leng Haofeng, licking her lips seductively,
Looking at Yaoyao's red lips, like a conditioned reflex, Leng Haofeng's mind flashed in the warm pool, the passionate kiss between Yaoyao and him, and a hot current surged up in his belly... Leng Haofeng's face turned red.
Turning around, he casually said: "Have a good rest!"
Watching Leng Haofeng run away in a panic, Yaoyao couldn't help but burst out laughing heartily, making her stomach hurt from laughing. It turns out that Leng Haofeng is also a shy person! That face
It turns out that the expressionless face is also deceptive...just like the ladies in Yaoyaoding...
The night breeze was blowing gently, and Leng Haofeng was standing in front of the window with his clothes on. Ever since he came back from Yaoyao's visit to the doctor in the afternoon, he had maintained this state of standing and thinking, without moving at all...
Leng Haofeng has been thinking about what kind of woman Nangong Yaoyao is? How long can he maintain such a resistant posture? How does he feel about her?
A burst of elegant piano sound came from Yaoyao's room. The soft tune... Leng Haofeng had never heard it before. He couldn't help but pricked up his ears and listened carefully...
"It's all because of the rain falling so fast. It's all because I have no place to hide from the rain, so I plunge into your arms and fall into your deep eyes. It's all my fault that the dream is too blurry. It's all my fault that your figure is too clear... always
I hear the rain dripping in my ears, and I can't forget your gentle expression... La la... Since the day I met you, my heart no longer belongs to me... I see you no matter where I am in the world, and I miss you like a shadow (like a shadow) Guess
I don’t know why, but I still miss you. I wonder whether this is what they call love. It has crept into my heart...since the day I met you...hohoho..."
Leng Haofeng was listening to the elegant melody, accompanied by Yaoyao's sweet voice. The sound of the piano was deep and soft, with high and low rhythms rising and falling in an orderly manner... But Yaoyao's string broke...