Stretched out his tongue and licked it, salty, with endless bitterness.
Brother Yi, every New Year's Eve in the past is that I accompany you.
However, this year, I can only be here to depressed the vast night sky, suppressing my thoughts and hate.
At that time, you had no surprise and no joy in your eyes.
After all, let Ning Xiaotong walk into your heart.
Brother, why isn't the person who can walk into your heart?
Why? Do you really care so much about the concept of world?
But you, obviously a person who is so unwilling to the world's vision and views!
Ignore the blood full of blood, and the pace of Rongsheng is a little stunned.
The heartache cannot be added, especially on this reunion day.
The concentration of red wine is far from paralyzing the heart of the heart, the pain of the heart.
Walking on the street, countless passers -by will turn their eyes frequently, and men who are in a pace.
But the man turned a blind eye and saw a place with golden light in front of him, a flash of body, and went in.
Rong Sheng often comes to this bar. The bartender has been familiar with this charming man. When Rong Sheng came in, he consciously led Rong Sheng to the second floor VIP private room.
You were so polite to kill the Jiu Bao who wanted to help his hand, Rong Sheng's eyes were cold, and he faintly flashed.
How can you allow others to touch themselves casually.
Jiu Bao was chilling by Rong Sheng's cold eyes, and he paused subconsciously. He watched Rong Sheng go upstairs.
At the same time, I was a little strange. Obviously, when I came a few times, the expression was not so terrible.
"Give me the most intense wine." Like his expression, the sound was cold, as if the temperature of the surrounding air dropped a few points.
Carefully put the wine down, and the wine insurance was unwilling to stay more at a moment, and disappeared on the long, dim corridor.
Unlike the noisy atmosphere of the lobby downstairs, the sound insulation effect of the bags upstairs is very good. It isolate everything outside, showing a bit of desolation, and loneliness.
High -concentration wines are poured into the throat and fell straight into the stomach.
The burning temperature, corroding the heart, the pain of pain.
Time seemed to return, the year when I first met Huang Fuxun.
He overlooks himself, but there is no contempt in his eyes. He even gave himself a name.
Rong Sheng means the rising sun to east.
He was the first person to be good to himself.
But now.
A glass of wine is all into the abdomen again, and the heartache is numb. If it really doesn't feel how good it is.
But even if the heart has been numb, it can still feel that the pain of the love that does not get a response.
The hazy, flashing light slipped over the light and shadow in his eyes, and he could see his elegant figure.
However, in a blink of an eye, a beautiful face appeared around him.
That person is Ning Xiaotong.
There is a strong aroma in the air, which can be clearly heard, the sound of teeth friction.
Under the long eyelashes, the hatred in my eyes.
Ning Xiaotong, why is it that at this time, you are still entangled with Brother Yan.
What qualifications do you have, stand beside Huangfu.
Brother, if you have always been like before, how good it is.
At least, I will always look up at you, at least, I will always stay with you.