Is the kind of liking that is spicy to be the same as the kind of liking that is spicy? Being said to like by this person turns out to be much more beautiful than imagined. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She suddenly didn't have the courage to find out. That's fine, just give yourself a little more time to feel happy before you get it?!

Excitedly looked at her - although she had been watching it for nearly four years, black was really good-looking! From the first glance, black and white were especially suitable for her, and at first glance she couldn't help but want to be close.

She crept over and dropped a kiss on the black cheek, which was as white as white jade.

"Like. ”

Black covered his face, looking incredulous. What does this kiss mean? Why do you mess with my heart like this every time? When I took my child to say goodbye to her, this person didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, just smiled and sent himself away. Why? What do you think?

"Radical ...... Spicy?"

"How much does black like me more than he likes your son?" she didn't quite understand her feelings, she only remembered that when black said goodbye to her newborn son, the pain in her heart - what happened to her? Why did it hurt so much? Black obviously found someone she liked, and she and her favorite children could live happily ever after, why didn't she want to bless her, but felt the pain to her bone marrow first? She didn't understand, she didn't tell others, and no one would answer for her. She just vaguely felt that she was not good like this, and she didn't want to disturb Black's happiness, so she left without asking anything.

Now that I think about it, I'm still in my heart.,Black, who has always been gentle only with himself, will also be gentle with the person he likes and the son of the person he likes.。 I feel a little uncomfortable, a little sour, is this sad? Is this sad?

"How can you ask that?"

"It's nothing ......" Ji Lai lay back on the bed, his back to the black, wrapped in the quilt and his voice was a little muffled. "You must like your son more than me......"

Black thinks that his dynamic vision is probably too good that has caused the deterioration of his ear function, otherwise how could this obviously jealous sentence come out of a spicy mouth?!

"Nope...... I'm a big fan of spicy. ”

"Really?"

"Really. ”

The shadow in my heart disappeared at once. But--"What about the child's father, how does it compare to the child's father?" Spice remembered the child's father, and wondered what kind of person would make Black like this. She doesn't actually know her feelings, what kind of liking is this kind of liking, she just likes black that is very good to her. No one told her about the love she loved. Maybe this vinegar is a manifestation of love, but I don't understand it. Including what he said now, including the Dharma and others who beat and hurt Black at the beginning, they were all out of a spicy instinct.

"Huh?!"

“……”

"I like spicy more than anyone else!"

"Really?"

"Really. ”

Black gently shook the hot hand, and the man looked at himself with a glint in his eyes. Even if you don't understand, as long as you like me. We'll have a long time for you to understand.

Black is more confident than ever - wait until that time to tell your child about it, right?

Meanwhile. The rat girl was beaten and sat down on the ground. She looked at the center in front of her who came to save her, and for a moment all her emotions were mixed together, and she didn't know how to react.

She hates being beaten, so she stays out of it all the time and fights with her brains all the time. Just because of the pain until she was beaten, she hated that feeling, she could feel the pain of her weakness, and she could let herself feel the pain of being a little afraid, very annoying. So she knew how painful it would be if she hit the center now.

Why came to save her?

It's obviously full of dangers here, and you may not be able to go back when you come.

It's really stupid to come just because of a phone call.

But it was herself who let her save herself.

Friends? Is it because they're friends?

No, it's not. center, I don't want to be friends with you. I'm just using you, calculating you, using your strength, calculating your heart.

Do you like it?

What do you like about me? like me for being cunning, like me for being calculating, or do you like me for being as dark and vile as my father?

Center stood there, looking at the rat girl who was more than a dozen steps away, feeling guilty and warm in his heart. Fortunately, I caught up, although I was injured, but I should be fine.

But why do you have that expression? Even if you call me, you don't believe that I'm coming back to save you? Why do you keep thinking about why? Even if I tell you over and over again that I think you're my friend, even if I tell you that I like you, you still don't believe me?

I don't care. No matter what kind of person you are, I'll take it. It's like accepting yourself. Looking at you trapped in such a cage, looking at you hating yourself, looking at the shadow similar to me on your body, how do you want me to let go of you? Looking at others with such lonely eyes, don't you understand that you are actually very lonely?

I like you. It's like liking myself, no matter how filthy and disgusting I am, I'll like myself. If you don't like yourself, then what's the point of living? If you don't like yourself, then I like you, I need you, and I give you the meaning to live. No matter how many times you count me, no matter how many times you plan to use me, until one day you can free yourself, you can like yourself, and I will still be by your side.

It's like the other half of yourself, the other side of the mirror. Now, rat girl, you should be more confident when you like this.

I won't leave you alone, and please don't leave me alone. The taste of being abandoned by the person you like - the experience of protecting the person you like so desperately, but letting that person go away from you, only needs your mother's once.

It doesn't matter, I like to fight. The pain of a fight, the feeling of blood boiling during a fight will make me feel like I'm still alive. What is needed, cared for, and the meaning of living. Don't look at me worriedly like that.

Your friend center I'm strong.

No matter how painful it was, no matter how much blood I shed, I would never lose, and I would never collapse.

Until I stand at the top with you and fulfill your wishes, I won't fall down for a long, long time. Absolutely not.

Alone? Don't leave you alone? Obviously you left me, obviously you chose to be hot, obviously just for her and wanted to stand at the top and overlook the scenery.