She smiled and corrected: "Adult, I'm watching the starlight!"
"Are you sure that night, did you see the stars?" He had the ability to forget. What was she doing that day and what was doing to pray for, he still remembered clearly.
The demolished woman covered her mouth and smiled, and she did not see the stars that night. She felt regrettable at the time.
"Okay! I was demolished, you continue, I raise my head and look at the moonlight ... What about it?"
Later, the wind condensed ...
On that day, in the moonlight, Xia Yu Orange was bathing in the moonlight, and her back was very weak. After she whispered to the moon, she opened a certain mysterious prayer.
At that time, if he had a camera in his hand, he would definitely set the back in his lens.
"Later?" Feng Yan's tone provoked Xia Yu's appetite, but she failed to wait for the answer.
"What happened later?" Xia Yumai hurriedly grabbed his arm, just touched his body, realized that he was still driving, and quickly retracted his hand. "Hurry up, say what happened later?
"
"Later ... aren't we going to bed?" His speed was fast, with a joke.
"Wind ..." Xia Yu Orange was anxious and shameful after hearing it. This man. This man. This man. This man. This man. This man. This man. This man. This man. This man. This man. This man. This man. This man. This man. This man. The most romantic expectation of her heart is the most secular concept. "Can you still be more vulgar?"
Feng Yan touched her hand and held her hand, holding it. The golden light softened his eyebrows, making her as if she was shrouded in a warm.
"Don't you like to sing" Meet "?" He turned his head and glanced at her, and the bright light was engraved in his eyes. "Xia Yu Orange, there is a kind of encounter, so you can't miss it!"
The last second was still shameful by him, and this second was blushed by him again.
"I won't let my woman wait for me. What I want is very simple, together! How can I miss it enough?" His dull and low voice lingered in the carriage with affection.
Xia Yu's heart was soft, and his tenderness would always make her unable to carry it. Her arm was subconsciously holding his neck, his face leaned slightly, leaning on his neck.
"I'm driving ..." Feng Yan quickly slowed down the speed and stopped the car on the side of the road.
"I don't care ... I don't care ..." She still didn't let go, the hot temperature of his body, ironing her cheeks, her heart jumped very hard at a moment, and her atrium hurts.
"Okay, no matter what, even if we die, we die together." Feng Yan put her into her arms and condoned her willfulness.
"Well ..." She murmured lowly, her arms tied him tightly like a water snake.
There is a kind of encounter, so you can't miss it!
In the years she and Lu Li's proportion, there was no emotional dependence around her. She always pretended to be very strong.
But at midnight dreams, she woke up in the middle of the night. She could always touch the tears in the corner of her eyes, and then touched the pillow, which was wet most.
If you really love, there will be no such sorrow. If you love enough, you will not miss it.
It was she who did not love enough, and Lu Licheng didn't love enough. How much did she thank Lu Licheng now. It was his departure and letting her go now.
"I know you hate Lu Licheng, and I also hate Gu Qianyu, but we still want to thank them, it is they let us come together."