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Owl back to God.
Just go God, convergence live.
Look at her, she was the first step to go. His house, apparently regarded familiar, accurate find the hall light switch. Moment, the hall lights up, high-end furnishings and decor, greet the eyes of white millet leaves.
Tang Jue also a very tasteful. See, here every display are hand design masters.
"All things here are not to tinker with, most of the Tang Jue to install a hidden weapon." Owl side to go down, while she confessed in a low voice.
Sure enough, she had expected.
Tang Jue this weapon genius, of course, will not spoil your strengths.
"Ah." White Su Cheng Ye shall cry, followed owl behind. Owl took two steps stairs, holding out his hand toward her. She froze for a moment, did not wait recovered, Owl natural that her hands holding in the palm.
Her lips bent a shallow arc, tight forward step, to work with him down the stairs.
"Owl." She suddenly call him.
"Ok?"
"You ...... now still prefer the pure type?"
She did not ignore that he had just watched her go God's way.
Owl surprised her sudden question. Look at her eyebrows, then, it looks drawn back. Only faint: "I do not like."
"You lie just your eyes, but you will betray ........" White millet leaves paused, before continuing:. "Owl, I actually already past that white millet leaves for me now, you take burst into the desert to die, I'm afraid you regret it. "
"After that I do not regret a thing, and you it does not matter."
Owl also think they like the type, she probably had that. Some naughty, some cute, some pure, will be spoiled, be angry, and he would be trouble, but, ten years later, he came to understand ......
He is her favorite, is just the man only.
No matter what she became, good and bad, people feel happy or hateful, and ultimately can not escape 'white millet leaves' these three words. Nalan was whole again, like, it was not her. Excites his heart, even a glimmer of ripples.
............
kitchen.
White millet leaves himself Daolebeishui, Owl did not come in, just sit out on the sofa.
Manual edge of the sofa is more weapons, he readily turned over. From her point of view in the past, only to see the beautiful side of Yan owl, white millet leaves holding cups remembered that he survived this, he remembered those words in his ear from heaven he said. Always overbearing, strong, but she often thought of the heart called the lake will swing out in waves.
She Daolebeishui in his hand, end out and brought to him.
This Owl looked up, will receive a manual weapon aside, look at her.
White millet leaves sat down beside him, "You drink of water."
"Ok."
"We ...... when to go?" White millet leaves discretion under, and asked out loud.
Owl paused to drink a little action.
Long before dark secluded asked: "can not wait to go back?"
White millet leaves some breathing tightened, did not say anything.
Out of this desert, they can also be such as Enron to right now? ...... maybe even a chance to meet again,There will be no ......
Think of these, my heart unconsciously sour. Eyes, covered with a thin layer of fog.
Owl Chen Sheng said:. "If you want to go, tomorrow ...... Tang Jue can arrange for you to get out of here."
"How about you?" White millet leaves some boring voice, "You're still back still city?"
Owl deep eyes a bit, "...... That is my home, if S is your home country."
Yes……
His mother, adoptive father, fiancee, career and all the brothers are still in the city. Naturally he is still to return to the city.
She felt that she asked a stupid question.
White millet leaves the hands of the cup down, lift head to look at him, then looked away to go, seemed relaxed asked: "? ...... After that, we can also see it again."
"You want to see me?" Owl eyes deep. That look, like you want through her body, saw her heart go.
White millet leaves breathe a tight, long silence.
The silence, regarded let him know the answer. Lost, Qin Liang, caught his heart.
"Now that you've drank the water, went upstairs to continue to rest, the hour is late." Owl deadpan put down the cup, the first to get up. Every word export, reveals a touch of cool.
White millet leaf watching his back, twisted his chest pain.
"Owl."
She soon call him, to hear his voice, a bit choked.
Owl footsteps stopped, did not look back.
White millet leaf stepped forward, walked over to him.
"This thing, I did not say thank you."
Thank you?
Owl feel upset, he would not listen to the word.
"Go to sleep." He pushed her to.
Hands down on her arm that moment, she suddenly took his hand. His instinct to broke away, but was holding her tighter.
The next moment, only to hear her gently spoke up: "I miss you ...... ......"
Owl Yizheng.
My heart waves had a touch complicated affair.
He felt that he was not hallucinating.
"I really miss you ......" White millet leaves without looking at him, but the eyes fell on his hand. Her voice is very low, like himself whisper. Tried to restrain the emotions, however, still shivering violently lashes betrayed her. She repeated, "Owl, every day I think of you ......"
Owl breathing tightened, next moment, the long arm of a hug, she will hold directly into his arms. His strength is very heavy, large palm pressed on her lower back, her whole body soft, have arrived in generous on his strong chest, he Diya with sound, asked: "Do you know what you're talking about? "
Two people, the unusually closer.
His nose, almost all posted on her nose. Bright lights, white millet leaves both hands tugging at him robe, eyes far-reaching stared at him.
That moment, she suddenly did not want to be too sober, too cool. Heart too hard for too long repressed emotions, needs a vent port. She nodded, "I said I want to want you ...... you still want to believe me again?"
Owl bright eyes in Yangchu circle, gazing at her eyes, it seems to think hard.
The next moment, he was forced to bow suddenly kissed her lips.
Also willing to believe it?
he does not know.The so-called 'once bitten, twice shy'. For her, he has been in a huge contradiction, this contradiction torment him and let him suffer.
Two of them, it is like standing respectively at both ends of the balance. When she would he Rocker high, he instinctively wary she would not be as sudden as a decade ago to withdraw and let him fall to pieces again.
And yourself? He knew, regardless of her stand much higher, he would never be willing she fell off! The first to get out of that, will not he!
On pay feelings, more so unequal, the more he did not feel safe, the more worry about the outcome.
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