Ye Daidu, who had just woken up, couldn't figure out the situation, and the drunkard in front of her took off her shoes and climbed up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info waited until he sat down next to her, the smell of heavy dew enveloping her, and she reacted. "You'an, you're ......"

When she stretched out her hand to push him down, she found that the expression on his face was pitiful and miserable, like a dog that had lost its backbone, looking at her pitifully there. For a while, Ye Daiwan actually felt compassion and couldn't bear to be too tough on him. "You'an, what's wrong with you?"

Xie Xuan rested his head on her shoulder and whispered in her sensitive ear in a hoarse voice. "Twilight, will you not want me?"

What the heck!

Ye Daidu, who originally wanted to comfort him, suddenly wanted to flip the table, where did this romance Xiaobaiwen come from, or the style of writing more than ten years ago. The bitterness is deep, but the content makes people cry and laugh. Ye Daiwan touched his forehead speechlessly. "I don't have a fever. Why don't I want you? ”

"Then do you want me?" Xie Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at her with a wink, special, especially like a meow.

Ye Daiwan held back a smile and said. "Yes. "This fool is drunk again. Heck, there's too much ambiguity in that. Ye Daidu's ears quietly turned red without obeying. He looks so foul, so beautiful, so tempting, even if he doesn't say anything, it makes people yearn for him. In modern times, I have laughed at those fan girls, and it is too stupid to chase a man so fascinated.

Now that I think about it, those words were thrown back into my face without a word, and it hurt so much. There are some people in this world who are so good-looking that people can't help but be soft on him. Hey, why doesn't this kind of good character have its own share? I deeply understand that my appearance can basically only be regarded as a woman's category, and anyway, there is a distance of 108,000 miles from being good-looking.

But people just have a love of beauty. It's like a peacock will keep opening the screen in front of the person he likes, showing all his brilliant and colorful side. Ye Daiwan also hopes that she can have a little more and be liked by the people she likes. Even if that part was just a disguise she made.

Yes, a guy like her, who carries the memories of a modern person from a previous life, has lived from the cold and cruel hell for more than ten years, how can she still retain the sacredness and beauty of human nature? What's more, she is inherently self-centered. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so stubborn as to reject that kind of warm love.

Maybe a little healed now.

Ye Dai couldn't help but smile.

Xie Xuan stretched out his hand and stroked the corners of her mouth, it was a gentle vitality, more than all the flowers he had ever seen. Can you keep laughing like that? I like it so much, I like it so much......"

The heartbeat beat violently in this meaningless repetition of the murmur, like a seed sprouting in the chest. Crimson rose on the apricot cheeks, obviously not stained with wine, but still felt dizzy. Because she was looking forward to it too much, too long, this moment was unreal, as if it was just a spring dream she had longed for too long. It's not erotic, but it makes everything around it dyed a beautiful pink.

"I like you, Twilight. ”

Everything seemed to be spinning, and in a blank mind, fireworks bloomed brightly with gifts. Ye Daiwan didn't want to blink, she stared straight at the man in front of her, her eyes widened. It's true, it's true!" she tentatively stretched out her finger, a little frightened, a little expectant to touch his hand. It's warm, it's real. Not a dream!

"I like you, Twilight. I love your voice. He suddenly leaned over and sniffed her hair. "I love the smell of you. I love the way you smile at me, and I love the way you grab my fingers when you cry. Everything about Twilight, likes, likes, I like. ”

A person's life is destined to meet someone, just like half of the soul will find the other half and eventually become a complete one.

It seems that everything that can only be imagined in a dream suddenly comes true at this moment. Ye Daiwan had missed too many things that should be eternal, too many things that she should cherish, and at this moment, she would never be so stupid to stay there and do nothing.

She grabbed his hand and responded to him with an unwavering voice. "Me too. I like you, Ann. From the first time we met, I liked you. ”

Xie Xuan looked at his girl, his eyes were full of affection, and he couldn't help but hug her, allowing himself to get closer to her, and get closer until there was no slit. He carefully kissed the petal-soft of a flower, solemnly as if he were reciting a sacred scripture. The flower shyly concealed itself in his arms, refusing to look up at him again.

He hugged her tight. The waist was so slender that it looked like his arm would break if he exerted force, and she was so weak that he was afraid. He would never, never let her be alone again, he would never let that smile disappear from her face.

The morning light shines through the eyelids and turns a warm orange. Ye Dai opened her eyes in a trance. It's dawn. She sat up stupidly, rubbing her eyes, and the surroundings were as quiet as ever. It's a dream. Ye Daiwan covered her face in disappointment and shrunk herself into a ball. How can it be so real? How stupid do you have to be to think it's real?

How could he possibly like himself? Like this self who is useless, just a troubled body, and his brain is not in water. No matter how much I tried to convince myself, the feeling of hopelessness and frustration took over all of my thoughts at once. I still like him so much. I like Xie Xuan, I like the always drunk, bohemian, free, freshly dressed and angry horse, happy and vengeful You'an.

Ye Daiwan couldn't help but think of You'an when she first met, the son of a frost-dyed family, and the stars in the sky couldn't match the light in his eyes. She was so stupid to fall in love with that skin at first sight. And then after meeting his true nature, he lost all his fiery love. She just likes him.

yes, I like it so much that I don't even miss the ethereal time like dreaming. If only he could like himself. When I think about it, my heart stings. Smiled helplessly. I know it's impossible, but I still want to immerse myself in the unreal. I'll probably never be able to get rid of this problem.

A thousand words want to be given to you, a piece of Mosang, a heart.

"Twilight, what are you thinking?"

Ye Daidu's eyes widened. In those surprised eyes, there was an infinitely beautiful figure reflected.