Under the gray and yellow light of the shop, Kong Feili hugged the weaving and dyeing tightly: "Don't go, weaving and dyeing, we won't escape, it's a big deal, I can die with you, I'm Kong Feili, content!"

He was depressed, he had escaped for so many years, and finally lived a stable time for three years, once his identity was exposed, everything had to start all over again, thinking of this, tears flowed, fortunately, fortunately, there was still weaving and dyeing by his side, and he would never give up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Feili cried for a while, and a big man cried like a child, still with a crying voice.

Weaving and dyeing comforted a few words, and Zhang Feili stopped crying: "Okay, weaving and dyeing, I'm fine, it's your turn." ”

This is the tacit understanding that the two developed many years ago, if they encounter a hurdle that they can't get over, Zhang Feili cries first, weaves and dyes to comfort, and then weaves and dyes and cries again, Zhang Feili comforts.

At the beginning of the exile, both of them were just teenagers, and they relied on this method of self-deception to support each other to get to where they are today.

Weaving and dyeing brewed her emotions for a while, still recalling the sweetness of Kong Feili's "Die with you, I am content", and I couldn't cry for a while.

"Don't rush, take your time. Kong Feili comforted, he didn't know that a sentence would make waves in Weaving's heart.

Brewed emotions again: "Childe, I can't cry." Instead, she burst out laughing, this laugh was not tight, the snot blew a bubble, she couldn't see, and naturally she didn't know that something was ugly.

Kong Feili was stunned for a moment, a smile rippled at the corner of his mouth, he didn't tell the bubbles under the weaving and dyeing snot, but studied it with interest, poked it with his fingers, went out and got a basin of water, the two washed up a little, and lay down to sleep.

Holding the cold little feet in his arms, Kong Feili emptied his body and mind, didn't think about anything, didn't think about anything, and gradually his consciousness began to be hazy, and between half dreaming and half waking up, he felt the little feet in his arms move, and the next moment a head drilled into his arms and stuck to his chest.

When he opened his eyes, Kong Feili saw a pair of bright eyes that were shining at night, like two shining gems in the night, Kong Feili wanted to avoid this dazzling light, but he couldn't take his eyes off it.

At this moment, the weaving and dyeing in Kong Feili's eyes had a hint of feminine charm, and the curvature of his face was kneaded into a shallow bay of water by the night.

The image of weaving and dyeing, especially in his impression, he knows, is not so.

Weaving and dyeing is not perfect, there are too many shortcomings in Kong Feili's heart, and he doesn't like to dress up on weekdays, he simply uses a soaphorn in the morning, combs his hair, that is, a day's dress, Kong Feili has purchased rouge gouache for her, but she never uses it, although the weaving and dyeing foundation is good, but no matter how good the natural beauty is, it can't withstand the years of polishing, the winter weather is cold and dry, and the weaving and dyeing hands and feet have chilblains, every year, occasionally returning to the shop after school, Kong Feili, who is a son, also has to weave and dye warm quilts, and has become a veritable "warm bed boy" , as for the dress, not to mention, the perennial plain cloth cloth shoes, even if there are some colors, are not eye-catching.

What makes Kong Feili feel depressed the most is that weaving and dyeing is like this, it has nothing to do with perennial displacement, it has nothing to do with the shyness of the bag, and it has nothing to do with blindness, but because of its personality, Kong Feili feels that even if the two of them have a lot of money, the weaving and dyeing are still dressed up now, thinking about it like this, it is really sad that he can't shed tears.

"Childe!" Weaving and dyeing called softly, as if carrying magic power, and came to the store.

Kong Feili felt a trace of fragrant warmth, a burst of heat in his chest, subconsciously tightened the little man in his arms, weaving and dyeing muttered in a low voice, he didn't hear clearly, looked down at weaving and dyeing, what came into his eyes was a red lip, an impulse surged in his heart, and there was a trace of embarrassment.

In an instant, Kong Feili's heart turned around, and he felt that something was not quite right, and the weaving and dyeing seemed to be ...... Tempting himself, he wanted to push the person in his arms away, but he was a little reluctant, the face of the person in his arms was so close, her body was so soft, her eyes were so bright, her lips were so red, and the temptation was indescribable.

Weaving and dyeing suddenly stretched out a hand, along Kong Feili's face continued to swim, at this moment weaving and dyeing seemed to become a soft and boneless snake, wrapped around Kong Feili's whole body, so that he could not break free, a hot power from the weaving and dyeing body passed over, and finally the pair of hands stayed on his chest, constantly drawing circles, gradually, the girl in his arms became a vague abstract thing.

Kong Feili reminded himself to hold back, to hold back, and kept saying to himself: "The color is not different from the empty, and the empty is not different from the color." ”

The weaving and dyeing eyes are like charm, the air is like an orchid, and waves of heat ripple in Kong Feili's ears, and finally the "color is empty" he muttered became "color eating sex".

To tell the truth, on weekdays, Kong Feili looks like a high-spirited son, and weaving and dyeing is always a gentle and submissive look, but in private, Kong Feili is a little afraid of weaving and dyeing, especially when weaving and dyeing frowning and staring, Kong Feicarp is very strong inside, and weaving and dyeing is really weak and strong.

But at this moment, Kong Feili felt that the order was suddenly reversed, and he finally had that high-spirited and majestic appearance, Kong Wu was powerful, and the weaving and dyeing were weak like a kitten that could be manipulated by others.

At the mercy of others? The four words popped into Kong Feili's head, and he couldn't wait to peck the warm lips of weaving and dyeing.

In the middle of the night, weaving and dyeing was panting, breathing in a big gulp of air, and his face was as ruddy as a big red apple: "Childe, be light." ”

One sentence, five words, but like the most violent medicine, exploded in Kong Feili's mind, and there was a loud bang, and he suddenly looked like a beast coming down the mountain, full of inexhaustible strength.

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When the lights in the house went out, the stars in the sky lit up, and they became brighter and brighter, as if it were day, and from time to time shooting stars crossed by, or drowned in the light, or disappeared into the low-hanging sky, and they trembled and galloped and turbulent with their broom-like tails, and jumped happily in the brilliant and confused starry sky, and finally after the extreme brilliance, the afterglow disappeared, and everything was calm, and those remnants of vague brilliance wrapped everything up and gathered into the form of the beginning of chaos.

A pair of young men and women who tasted the rain clouds for the first time became restless and enthusiastic again, the stars in the night sky were extremely bright, after a meteor shower, the Milky Way began to flow, the waves with a breeze, surging from the end of the extremely distant galaxy, gradually getting closer and closer, closer and closer, the huge roar was deafening, and countless splashes squeezed the end of the Milky Way into a brilliant silver white, restless, birds and birds flying.

Finally, everything settled, everything was silent, and the waves wet both sides of the galaxy.

Kong Feili was lying on the bed, staring at the roof, with mixed feelings, mixed feelings, and his back seemed to be scratched with blood.

Suddenly, Orizen's hand rested on his arm and nudged him again with a subtle and gentle push.

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