Wan Jia still pillowed her with his hands, running around silently, knocking the breath just now into nowhere to hide, the temperature on his arm was the same as usual, but Ning Ran felt that the neck was cold, and the blood flowing under the layer of skin was also cold.

She hadn't had that dream for a long time, this time the fog dissipated extremely quickly, the crowd dissipated extremely quickly, the figure was clear, even the faint smell of the body overlapped, they looked at each other quietly, sometimes hugging and kissing, sometimes empty.

The morning came very quickly, and when Ning Ran opened his eyes, there was no temperature on his side, and the place where he had been lying was already cold, and there was no shadow in the room at all.

Ning Ran took out his mobile phone, and the latest one was a text message left by Wan Jia, "Go first." ”

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