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By Yi Wu Qing Kuang
The body is her own, she naturally knows how to grasp the scale, if it is not, she will not be hard.
There will never be what Meng Ziheng said, dehydration and death.
But this kind of rhetoric is more like arrogance and sophistry when the other party hears. Meng Ziheng does not know what he is angry with, and he slams his sleeves and screams: "You are free." After that, I will never look at Song Ye again. Stride away.
Song Ye was helpless, and she did not know where Meng Ziheng was more tempered than a woman. She was lying on the bed, blowing a fan, gently vomiting her breath and closing her eyes. The five kilometers really made her tired. broken.
The wind gently rolled the curtain, casting a half-shadow shadow in midair, and the jasmine fragrance on the window sill was sent indoors.
When Qin Zhan came over, the doctor had already taken care of the other students. The room was silent, and the white curtains showed half of the delicate faces behind them. At this time, the teenager on the bed had fallen into a deep sleep.
Close to the past, you can also see the two blushes generated by the excessive movement of the little face. The red scorpion completely subverts the youthful cold breath and looks a lot more feminine.
Qin Zhan stretched out his fingertips and opened her wet hair. The soft hair crossed the fingertips. The teenager still didn't wake up. The long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face and slept sweetly.
I remembered the appearance of the boy’s face on the plane, and Qin Zhan couldn’t help but touch the curvature of the corner of his mouth. The light was softened in an instant, leaning down and leaning gently, and the body bow was ninety degrees. A little bit close to the face of a teenager sleeping.
The hair of the teenager still has the smell of sweat. The thin body between the breaths floats up and down gently, and there is a trace of exhaustion between the eyebrows. When I look at it from a close distance, I can appreciate that her facial features are small and delicate. The beauty of the whole face is like the artwork that God has carved out. It is tender and tender, full of the sweet taste of youth.
At the moment when the thin lip was attached, Qin Zhan couldn't help but utter a long sigh in his heart. After confirming his own mind, every time he met, every miss, every time he remembered, he was secretly recollecting. Reminiscent of the pair of frozen pink lips under the water pool. He was repenting, regretting that she did not remember her taste more clearly, and did not extend the kiss longer.
The juvenile's lips are beautiful, the thin two pieces with a touch of fans, often sharp because of the coldness of the look, but now the kiss, but the touch is beyond the imagination of soft and clean, it seems that there is still a touch of faint aroma At the nose.
Qin Zhan originally wanted to see her body, but the ghost made the nerves worse, the body moved first than the brain, and the people were kissed.
After he kissed him, he found that he still wanted to be more eager and wanted to get more teenagers.
Ming knows that Song Ye is a very sharp and vigilant person. It is dangerous enough to stick to his lips. Qin Zhan is still the same as the devil. He opened her teeth with his tongue and drove straight in. He tasted her gently and meticulously. Everything in detail.Hey, his heart seemed to be hit by the current, and he began to madly, and the deafening sound covered the melodious humming sound on the outside tree.
He gently closed his eyes, feeling that his cheeks were hot, his hands on the sides of the bed pressed against the sheets and the blue veins violent, this twenty-six-year-old late kiss, obviously feels too strong.
In his sleep, Song Ye noticed that there was a breath close, and the body instincts wanted to respond. The body that can dehydrate and fatigue is the same as that of the lead. It is difficult to move the fingers together, and it is better to avoid the heavy eyelids. It can't be opened.
Suddenly, she smelled a familiar faint smell of tobacco on her body. The familiar taste made her stiff and defensive limbs relax again. There seemed to be a voice in her heart telling her that this person would not hurt her. .
The lip has a soft touch, the warm breath slams her eyelids, the itch makes people want to avoid, but the next second, the lips are separated, the soft touch of the softness is a little heavy With a hint of hegemony invading her mouth, indiscriminately invading her tranquility.
The mouth is filled with the familiar taste, the slightly bitter, but not unpleasant smell of tobacco, is a feeling of peace of mind.
The owner of this taste will not hurt himself, so there is no need to resist, so she gave up the resistance and passively and calmly accepted the gentle care of the other party and arbitrarily encroached.
Just, the owner of this taste... Who is it?
The tired brain turned back and forth thinking about it, but she couldn't find the result until the tongue was kissed a little numb, and she wanted to protest.
"Oh..." The protest was a subtle shackle, weak to almost negligible, but after the sound came out, she felt the touch on her lips disappeared.
The faint smell of tobacco lingering on the nose was replaced by another breath. A slightly cool hand was attached to the forehead. Song Ye’s heart suddenly slammed into the air and slammed his eyes from his sleep. The shot was lightning fast. He buckled the other's wrist, and the pair of unfocused scorpions stared at the chilly star.
"Hey, what are you crazy about?" The man came down with a sigh of relief and groaned in pain.
In the blink of an eye, Song Ye was already awake and saw the face of the coming person, Meng Ziheng.
Realizing that the other party was just trying to find a temperature for himself, Song Ye then silently let go, and the dry scorpion was hoarse and asked: "Who is here?"
Wen Yan, Meng Ziheng stunned and shook his head. "I don't know, I just saw that the school doctor was not there. I didn't see anyone before or after."
no one? Song Ye slightly frowns, always feels like when he falls asleep, what happened?
Love... Hey, I remembered that it was forgotten by Meng Ziheng, but I forgot all about it.
She coughed twice and sat up straight.
Meng Ziheng turned his head and turned to pour water. "You don't move, the doctor said that you need to rest." Although the mouth is hostile, in the end, looking at Song Ye's weak face is still a gentlemanly manner to take care of people.It was only after the water was over, he only groaned. When he went out, there was no kettle on the table, and the water was still warm. He looked up and swept around, but did not find a half-personal shadow, his heart flashed a trace of doubt, but did not care too much.
The person on the bed was sipping a little bit of water, and the lips were red and bright like a little girl. Meng Ziheng didn't expect such a person to be so stubborn, and it was still a temper.
"I still have something to do later, do you have friends coming over to see you?" Meng Ziheng asked.
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