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1018. Writing a confession 26

His hoarse voice blew on the Buddha on her hair, his hair was light, soft and charming. [】

At that time, she closed her eyes slightly, leaving only her slender eyelashes slowly and slowly trembling. In this way, it looked like a flower bud, slowly, slowly blooming, wisps, quietly

, Just wait for the wind to blow, it will soon bloom...

His breathing was so rapid. He suddenly thought of the small dark room.

He himself didn't know why that night was so happy, as if a small drum was pounding in his heart, just like a child's New Year's Day.

Since that night when she possessed her, this intense joy has never left. It was like a person who climbed up to the highest mountain and finally picked the first blooming snow lotus.

That was the first feeling left to him that night.

After that, this feeling just became stronger and stronger, never faded and faded.

I even felt that it was greater joy than just as I ascended the throne and took the dragon throne.

Rights, **, these are still invisible, but the happiness that time was real, and the great joy and madness he had never experienced in his life.

The madness caused by excessive shock is like a huge piece of gold falling from the sky and hitting the instep of a pauper.

So, after this, no woman can replace her anymore.

If it weren't for this wild place, if it wasn't for her pregnancy... I couldn't wait to get it.

The wonderful taste that I have been thinking about for so long.

Her head slowly turned from his arms and looked at Heye.

After looking for a long time, I found that a lotus flower was blooming in the distance. The bright red buds had just spread out, standing tall and beautiful.

He looked at her eyes.

I slowly let go of her, stood up, and stepped on the lotus leaves with my toes.

She exclaimed, afraid that he would fall.

However, he was not in a hurry and just flew like a lotus leaf, with a chic and a bright expression, passing by like a slight step...

I reached out and picked off the lotus that had just bloomed.

At that moment, Shui Lian held her breath.

But seeing him lifting weights as light as light, stepping on the snow without marks, the young man in green clothes stepped on the small stone slabs raised between the wide green lotus leaves - of course not the Lingbo microwave, but the stone slabs hidden below -

A gorgeous lotus in my hand.

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