"I won't give it! If you don't give it, you won't give it! This is my thing, I won't show it to you! ”

"Boom! ～”

"Ahh ～”

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This posture ~ chest to chest, face to face, the tip of the nose seems to touch the tip of another person's nose, ambiguous and embarrassing to make the Buddha's heart shock, I can't care about the feeling of being hurt, my face and ears began to be red and hot.

She pursed her lips tightly, and couldn't say a word for a long time, so she looked at Meng Yan in astonishment, held her breath deeply, and stopped breathing for a while.

And Meng Yan pressed on the body of the Buddha, feeling that the limbs under him with just the right softness seemed to be frozen, his body was stunned, his eyes were half-narrowed, and he grinned with a deep meaning.

"This time~ see if you give it to me!"

What he means~ You have to see it if you don't have to see it, and you have to see it even more!

The Buddha smiled bitterly, his eyes met the smug eyes, and in desperation, he had no choice but to give in.

"Give! Your photos! With his arm bent and handing the photo to Meng Yan, he smiled, and the Buddha said pretending to be docile and obedient, "Now you can go down, right?" ”

Meng Yan heard this, but just took the photo casually, but his body did not move at all.

He glanced at the photo casually, and his pupils widened.

The object in his hand is printed with a man. The man's familiar face, with a hint of tenderness in his fortitude, a hint of warmth in his indifference, a knife-like silhouette, a handsome face, no doubt is not someone else but his own face.

How could there be such a thing?

With a frown, the Buddha guessed that he didn't understand what the picture was.

"Here are the photos! You can save a picture from your past! When you were in Yushan at that time, someone should have taken pictures for you! The Buddha said with a red face, gasping for breath.

Oh, yes! It's in Yushan! When he took the picture, it happened to be when he secretly looked at the Buddha!

However, what makes Meng Yan even more strange than this photo is why the Buddha is carrying this photo.

"Why did you carry this with you?"

Don't forget to prop up your body and let the civet take a breath.

"Oh! I wanted to send you this photo after I printed it, but who knew that when you left, I couldn't send it, so I kept it in my purse! Yesterday I flipped through something again, so I took it out and wanted to give it to you, who knows, it's not ready yet, and you're here all of a sudden! ”

Originally, the Buddha wanted to officially return the face, but who knew that there would be such an oolong.

Meng Yan heard the words of the Buddha and took a closer look at the photo.

There are slight traces of wrinkled corners around the photo, and needless to say, you know that you have been with you for a long time.

I have been with me for a long time, and I still carry it closely, thinking of this~ Meng Yan hooked the corners of his lips and couldn't help laughing.

I was actually taken by her all the time! I was actually taken by her all the time! Was it the same as himself, the same concentric knots he made with her hair close to him?

Thinking that the woman in front of him was thinking about each other like him, his blindfolded eyes smiled into a line, and his mouth was about to laugh crookedly.

And the Buddha under him, seeing Meng Yan smiling so happily for the first time, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

This man is already impermanent, with such a weird smile, could there be some conspiracy?

Be careful!

So, the civet was about to shout, but he saw the man who was pressing on him suddenly lowered his head, hugged his head tightly with both hands, and kissed him deeply.

If it was said that the last time was a shallow taste, then this time~ is definitely a life-seeking soul, a long and affectionate kiss, the kiss made the Buddha suffocate so that his hands slapped his back, and he was like a towering mountain, lying on her body, not moving.

Once upon a time, even Meng Yan himself didn't know when he was infatuated with her and when he became so in love with her!

I thought ~ this was just his own temporary interest, but I didn't expect that since he saw her, he had lost interest in other women, every time he saw a woman's shadow, he would fantasize about her appearance, and every morning when he tied his hair, he couldn't help but grope the concentric knot in his arms.

He was almost mad, his mind was full of her shadow, but he had been holding on to himself until today......

A kiss was deeply kissed for a long time, and seeing that the face of the person in his arms was flushed, his body was soft like a ball of cotton, and his hands involuntarily put on her chest, intending to untie her shirt.

And when he pulled suddenly, most of the woman's breasts in his arms were flawlessly displayed under his eyes~ When a piece of jade light loomed, a pair of delicate little hands came in with difficulty and grabbed his two big hands.

Meng Yan raised his head, his eyes flashed, forcibly suppressed his impulse, and exhaled deeply.

He felt that somewhere in his body was swelling uncomfortably, and his body instinctively stiffened, and when he looked at the beautiful woman in his arms and couldn't be tense, his whole body was angry.

And the warm breath wandered between the neck of the Buddha, like 10,000 code words walking on the body at the same time, making the people under him also feel numb.

The Buddha felt that there was something against him under him, and his heart was extremely frightened, and his hands clasped his hands tightly, not wanting him to mess around again.

It's just her strength, how can it be compared to him?

After three strokes and two strokes, she was carried to the bed by him, and then pressed under him, and with a wave of his own big hand, he quickly took off his clothes, and went to the battlefield with his sword.

Now, no matter whether she will be angry or not, he has to open up today and condemn her!

……

The night gradually darkened, the people on the battlefield stopped raining, one was smiling contentedly, and the other was grieved and gloomy with wet red eyes, at this moment, the heart of wanting to die was there.

I don't know why, the Buddha felt extremely guilty in his heart, this guilt was just like when he was ashamed of Wu Shimei, and now he is ashamed of Xue Sanqian.

She looked at the top of her head with a complicated expression, her eyes were hollow, and for a while sadness and pain welled up in her heart, her lips were pursed, and tears fell down her eyes.

What kind of world is this? Why was her ability limited when she arrived? Why did her abilities fade away after she came here? And why did she happen to meet these pestering men after she came here?

One by one, it's really not what she wants to encounter!

"What do you think?"

Suddenly, Meng Yan, who was lying on the side, turned over, grabbed her with one arm, and his strong chest was pressed in front of her.

The Buddha raised his eyes and glanced at him, but did not speak.

"Thinking about snow three thousand?"