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"Zhu Ge玥!" Chu Qiao pushed him angrily, "You bully people!"
He suddenly hugged her, so unprepared, so strong, the quilts on her body and the cotton on the top of the head all flew.
He pulled her face and kissed it hard, hugged her, as if she was about to push her into her body. He breathed low, his hand stretched her waist, and the two men's bodies clung together, and even felt the other's heartbeat.
One, two, three...
"Chu Qiao." He looked at her and suddenly called her name. It seemed to have a big fire in his eyes. His eyes were stunned, but he fixedly said, "Let me be married."
Chu Qiao suddenly stunned, and the lights shone on Zhuge's face. His face was half bright and the other half was hidden in the shadow. It looked unreal. She felt like it was an auditory hallucination. Some of them were at a loss, and they wanted to say something. They opened their mouths but didn't know how to answer them.
"Star." He looked at her quietly, and called it again.
She was a little dizzy and said: "Well?"
"I love you."
Like a bomb blasting overhead, Chu Qiao feels that his face is burning, his body is heating up rapidly, his thoughts are like cement that has been added with water, and it will solidify at once. She looked at him stupidly, and there was a pleasant but flustered thing in her chest that jumped hard. Chu Qiao was busy with his hand, as if he didn't hold it, it would jump out.
"I have been in love for a long time, do you know?" He asked her so gently, as if they were discussing other people's affairs, there was no rush and panic.
Chu Qiao nodded, "know."
"What about you?" His eyes were too bright, and Chujo felt that he was about to suffocate.
She braved the courage and whispered, "I am."
He refused to let her go, smiled and asked: "What are you?"
The boat is really small, Chu Qiao thought this time, why the room is so small, so hot, she has to breathe!
"Say." He came up very aggressively, gently pinching her pointed chin and said, "What are you?"
"I also..." Chu Qiao shook his fist hard, and many pictures came from thousands of miles away. "I love you too."
I love you too……
The voice was very light, but it suddenly penetrated the darkness of the night and illuminated the smile on his face. He kissed her forehead and asked, "When did you start?"
When? I don't know, maybe it was the reunion at the Xizhao Mountain. Maybe it was the time when the Yinyang Lantern Festival was on the light, maybe it was the "slow" of the sound under the lake.
Maybe, it’s been a long time ago, the hug in the Meishan Mausoleum was the misunderstanding of Dock Pengcheng. It was the tacit understanding and mutual support of the side-by-side battle. It was Tang Jingcheng who took her from The tears that Zhao Yuer saved in his hands.
Or retrospectively more than ten years ago, in the room full of bluegrass aroma, the stubborn teenager wiped her tears and snots with her white handkerchief, so she went down and down, and arbitrarily, stubbornly and savagely entered her. In my heart.Do not say hello, nor ask her if she is willing or not.
"I don't know." She reached out and stroked his eyebrows, which was slightly wrinkled because of dissatisfaction. "Maybe it is a long time ago, I didn't know it for a long time, I don't know which time it was." She leaned in his arms. And said softly, "Maybe many times, a little bit accumulated, I can't remember."
"It's a fool." He hugged her and suddenly smiled. "I don't know."
Yes, maybe that's it. No one knows which time, love always comes quietly, and when you find it, it is already ingrained.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips, cheeks, earlobe, neck, spread a little, and kissed the thin clavicle.
Chu Qiao’s body is getting softer and softer, and he gradually leans on him.
Zhuge's body became hot, and the waist's hands gradually moved up, like a raging fire, gradually burning Chu Qiao's remaining reason.
"Yeah!" Chu Qiao suddenly exclaimed, and when he turned around, he was hugged and pressed across the bed.
The clothes have been wet most, and it’s not much to wear and not wear.
He just looked at her, his eyebrows were contemptuous, and he seemed to be thinking about it, but his eyes were burning.
The heavy breathing sounded on the ear side, the wet lips contained her small earlobe, and the electric shock-like sensation suddenly came, and the belt on the side of the placket was detached by the dexterity, revealing the small beige coat inside. There is a goose yellow bird embroidered on it.
The sleek shoulders were bare in the air, slightly cool, and the slender fingers swept past, provoked a shuddering softness, traversing all the way, the little finger picking up, the band on the neck unfolding, and the clothes fell. Chu Qiao was shocked and instinctively pulled, but only for a short chuckle on his head.
"shy?"
Chujo struggled to leave his arms, stupidly pointing at the candlelight at the foot of the bed, the voice of the scorpion was so dumb, and pitifully said: "Blow the lights."
Zhuge Yu suddenly smiled happily, still his usual appearance, turned his head and did not say anything, but he could see the curvature of the corner of his mouth.
Silent and silent in the four times, I can only hear the occasional waterfowl passing over the river and flapping the wings.
He took her waist and whispered in her ear: "Don't be afraid."
The brocade was smooth, and the moment when his kiss fell, she was suddenly suffocated and suffocated, her body was getting hot, and the clothes were unloaded layer by layer, leaving the shy body.
Smooth, snow-white, like a jade of colored glass, carved intricately.
This is a territory where no one has ever set foot, swaying young vitality and lingering, he gently covers it, and when the skin is in love, it is like a hot fire burning.
The breath was completely engulfed, her face was stuck on his shoulder, and the sly wound was suddenly seen. Her body was cold and she had a chill in her life.
He felt it, quickly grabbed her eyes with his hand and whispered, "Don't look."
She opened his hand and held a trembling hand around his shoulder. The soft skin of his cheeks clung to his wound, and the tears flowed down and slammed on the black-red scar.Zhu Geyan silently took her into her arms and did not speak, just watching her crying quietly.
On the day when Li Ce was buried, she vowed never to cry again. But at the moment, looking at the scars on his body, looking at the place that was repeatedly stabbed by herself, she still had a hard time adding. She hugged him tightly, and for fear of letting go, he would disappear. It was like the ice lake that was a long time ago, she let go of her hand and couldn't see him.
"Zhu Ge, sorry," she cried.
"Stupid." Zhuge 玥 kissed her hair like a cloud, said with a chuckle, "I was broken by you, you have to be responsible for me."
Chu Qiao knew that he was joking, and while he was sobbing, he said, "It hurts on the shoulders, not counting... not breaking."
Zhuge whispered a smile, and if he was dark, he couldn't see the bottom of the pool. He could only see her light shadow like a lotus flower. His soft lips gently kissed the tears on her cheeks and whispered, "No matter what, you are responsible."
His arm is so powerful that it almost hurts her, but in the pain, she is so happy, like immersed in a huge ocean-like joy.
How good, there can be today, once upon a time, she thought that everything was so abruptly stopped, buried in the cold waters of the lake, everything has no room to look back.
The lingering is getting deeper and deeper, and the fine sweat falls off the forehead. The rivers are blue waves on all sides. I can't hear the human voice. The time seems to be still at this moment, and the wind stops blowing. Only they are left, in a group of beautiful embroidery. in……
Chu Qiao could not help but scream, painful to bow the body, with a warm suffocating from the legs, a little red, like cinnabar.
His movements suddenly solidified, and the eyebrows flashed incredibly. Immediately, he looked at her deeply, as if through the layers of fog, to the path of the lights in the distance.
Her face was red and her lips were red and swollen. She stretched her hand on her bedclothes and covered her chest nervously. When she saw him, he was so screaming.
He suddenly smiled, Chu Jo has never seen him laugh like this. At the beginning, I just opened my mouth gently, but gradually laughed out of the sound, and then the voice became louder and louder, so that Chu Qiao quickly extended a small hand and tried to lick his mouth.
He suddenly buried his head in her neck and whispered, "Xinger, I am so happy."
Her arms are as thin as he is around his waist; his figure is so good, like a ck jeans model on TV. She opened her mouth happily in the darkness, and the red candle was gradually extinguished, and the candle was tearful. She smiled and thought, this is my cave.
After so many people, so many things, for a long time, the national hate, hate, life and death, time and space, this life, step by step, still came today.
She buried her head on his shoulder and shed tears.
It rained in the middle of the night, pounding on the ship's board, smashing in the boat, swaying through the waters of the mountains and mountains, faintly able to hear the wind and the wind, and the deep autumn rain, playing in the quiet river .Chu Qiao woke up late at night, the blue silk scattered on the neck, cheeks red, sleepy eyes, skin like white satin, hidden in the splendid. She stretched out her slender arm and touched her hand, but it was cold. She was shocked and sleepy, and suddenly she got up and saw that the room was empty, only she was alone. The window was still dark, I don’t know when it rained.
Suddenly she panicked and turned to bed. However, the toe was just a little bit, the knees were soft, and the faint pain of the lower body spread all over the body. It seemed to remind her that everything has changed.
Chu Qiao put on a dress with water blue embroidered with light white flowers and leaves, with a shawl like a cloud sleeve, pick up a bamboo green umbrella, open the hatch and go out.
There was some cold outside, and the rain was like silk. It was like the drizzle of the cow in the early spring. It was slanted by the wind. Even with an umbrella, there was still rain and naughty on the skirt, and it was lightly swirling under the night wind. She hurriedly ran across the empty deck, the skirt was already wet, and the black clouds on all sides rushed over, the peaks on both sides of the river towering high, and occasionally I could hear the hustle and bustle.
He stood in the windy bow like that, and seemed to have stood for a long time, a white long gown, straight and clear, in the shadow of the twilight, faintly revealing a few repressed low. He heard the footsteps and he turned around and saw her, and he was not surprised. He just reached out and quietly called: "Come here."
Chu Qiao quickly ran over and covered the umbrella on the top of his head. Although the rain was small, it would be wet if it stood for a long time. His clothes are already in the air, and the water is cold and cold. She frowned. "Is it raining?"
The mountain wind whimpered through them, and the large robe sleeves were slightly bloated by the wind. He holds her fingers clearly, slender and powerful. He suddenly held her in his arms, and he kept silent, and he held it quietly, but he did not use force, but it seemed to have the strength of steel bars to hold her back, so that she did not dare to have a little action.
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