703. I'm Afraid You Really Don't Want Me Anymore 14
Lying on the bed, Ning Xiaotong rolled around, and after countless body couldn't sleep, he opened his eyes simply.
The faint moonlight came in through the gap of the window, and the whole room was bright, raised my hand, and could clearly see the fingers.
Ning Xiaotong covered his eyes with his hands. Why, before going to bed, what he had always thought about was that in the hall, he took the initiative to kiss Huangfu Yan.
As if from the heart, seeing him, without controlling it, slowly gathered.
The corners of the lips were still residual, and the hand touched it, and the pain was painful.
As if reminding, how ambiguous the scene was just now.
When he decided to face the wind and rain with Huangfuyu, he agreed to Huang Fu's request and moved to the Midi Mountain Villa to live.
I have lived here for a while before, right here, it is naturally familiar.
The hall is quiet, and everyone enters the sweet dreamland.
One figure, the cat's waist, and the big eyes of the dark eyes, like being a thief, slipped out of the room, secretly approaching another room.
He was so soft at the foot of his feet, and surprised the shadow of the waist.
However, seeing the only Persian cat on the ground, there are big eyes that are exactly the same as the owner, and the figure of the person on the head is definitely stretched.
The shadow patted his chest, compared the gesture of the Persian cat, and continued to approach the room.
The Persian cat was ignored, and was very dissatisfied with the meow, scaring the shadow, squatting down and covering its mouth, whispered, "If you dare to call again, I picked up your skin, know not?"
The cat shivered, and the poor look at the figure.
Seeing this petite figure, I nodded with satisfaction and continued to the room.
If you have moonlight irradiation, the curtains in this room will cover the windows tightly without leaving a trace of light.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, Ning Xiaotong groped, climbed to the bed, opened the bed, and drilled in.
The figure next to it was motionless, and the surrounding was full of hot, familiar breath.
Ning Xiaotong felt at ease, closed his eyes, and after a while, he entered the dreamland.
The limbs are still holding the hot pillow next to the hot pillow.
The uniform and long breathing came, and the person who closed his eyes and moved motionless suddenly opened his eyes.
Such as ink's eyes, in the dark night, it looks particularly bright. Between the rolling, thousands of light slipped.
The petite figure next to it was tightly held in her arms, and her head was buried in her shoulder nest.
The corners of the lips are helpless, mixed with a feldling.
This little thing is really a small fairy,
Looking at her, I unconsciously moved closer to herself. Huang Fuxi slowly fit the eyes that surged around and fell asleep.
Outside the window, the roaring cold wind, the dead branches on the tree sounded.
In the house, the two people who hugged each other seemed to not be aware of it. They hugged each other and slept steadily. They were not awakened by the outside wind.
Nympho
In this compartment, when Song Gang returned to his warm little home, he looked at the window that exudes soft light, and there was a warmth in his heart.
Previously, and Luo Qian told her through the phone that he would come back today, but the time may be later.
Open the door and see the nest on the sofa. When the shadow of the puppet, Song Gang slipped through the boundless distress.
I do n’t care about my body at all. In the winter, I fell asleep on the sofa.