Outside the picture, in the picture, the young man's eyes are extremely beautiful and clear. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The lips of the teenager are extremely bewildered. The young man's appearance is extremely clear.

Outside the picture, in the picture, the young man is extremely gentle, extremely restrictive, and he circles me in his arms.

Outside the picture, in the picture, I resisted, but I couldn't resist.

Outside the picture, in the picture, I can't dodge it, I can't escape, but I can see it deeply, the clear boy in front of me.

Outside the picture, in the picture, the young man's flawless and clear fingertips, gentle, slowly circle my waist, the veins on the fingertips, entangled, exquisite Shaoguang can't be painted, the ultimate infatuation.

Outside the picture, in the picture, the young man's too perfect jaw, obsessed, slowly attached to my ears, the temperature of the skin, restricted, flickering brocade can't be carved, too eroding bones.

Outside the picture, in the picture, the young man's beautiful eyes are light, and they are wrapped around my appearance, and the infatuation in the beautiful eyes is fluttering, and it can't be painted by the light clearly, and it is extremely ecstatic.

The clear strings are weak, the paintings are fluttering, the Jinghu Lake is lost, the golden light on the extreme side is inexhaustible, the ultimate brilliance is melted, the humid air is lightly carved, the soft and delicate aroma, the sky is beautiful, ambiguous. However, autumn confusion, do you know that even though Shaoguang is very prosperous and the rivers and mountains are more beautiful than paintings, they are not as good as them at all, you frown gently and smile softly.

My eyes are full of young people, and their faces are extremely clear, not light, but burning light.

In the eyes of the young man, it is all me, beautiful and delicate appearance, not water, but clear water.

Outside the picture, in the picture, the bones are overlapped, the fetters are intricate, the ecstasy changes, and the obsessive portrayal......

Jinnan night, me and you, is it a painting, or, not a painting?

Autumn confusion, me and you, are not paintings, but they are more beautiful than paintings.

I looked at Jinnan night, watched, watched. My hand, uncontrollably, covered his brow.

Jinnan night, I don't want to see you.

Jinnan night, I don't want you to look at me.

Jinnan night, we don't look at each other, okay?

The boy's lips and tongue, gentle, took my fingertips. At my fingertips, there is a teenager, the extremely warm aroma, the ultimate lingering bewitchment.

I wanted to withdraw my hand, but the boy kissed deeper, more excessive, more intoxicated, more eroding, more ecstatic, more gentle, more pampered, and deeper in it.

Unconsciously, after realizing it, the boy's fingertips slowly slid onto my fingertips.

The boy gently slid my palm down his eyebrows, and then held my palm deeply, his clear palm.

The boy lowered his eyes, lips and tongue, and again, and took my fingertips in a tight grip.

The lips are lightly curled, with affection.

The eyes are soft and affectionate.

My fingertips, again, covered the boy's eyes, and even, even deeper, more panicked.

The boy's fingertips, however, slid up on mine again, and gently slid my fingertips off his delicate and flawless brows. The young man's lips and tongue were deep and soft on my fingertips, not letting me, covering him, and looking at me stupidly.

However, when my fingertips tried to withdraw from his lips again, the young man's voice was soaked, soft and ambiguous, obsessive: "No." ”

Qiu Confused, I know, you don't want me to look at you. But I want to see, what should I do?

Jin Nanye, I know, you don't want me to stop you from looking at me. But, I thought, what should I do?

I resisted, the boy's lips and tongue, but even more, ecstasy kissed my fingertips.

I was annoyed and wanted to withdraw my finger, but the boy couldn't help kissing me: "Don't resist me." ”

The young man's eyes are slighted, the love that can't be dissolved, the hateful clarity, the angry innocence, and the annoying grievances, but I can't escape: "Autumn confusion, you bully me." ”

I glared at him helplessly, with extreme disdain: "When did I bully you?" ”

Jinnan night, now, but you shameless weak Jinguang is bullying me!

Yes, Jinnan Night, I admit, I always bully you. However, you pestered me and made me bully. Besides, I don't want to bully you yet, Jin Nanye, you are so shameless, hum!

The boy's fingertips slid softly on my lips, and very delicately, on my lips, tracing the veins of the lip line. Even, the young man was very gentle, very affectionate, on the veins on my lips, lightly drawn, the veins of the young man's lips: "You have bullied me all my life." ”

I slapped his hand away, and my eyes were extremely contemptuous: "Hmph! It's you bullying me, not me. ”

Jinnan night, what are you painting on my lips? Shame on you!

Jinnan night, what are you describing on my lips? You are ignorant!

The boy curled his lips and smiled seductively. The eyes are deep, imprisoned, and obsessively painted my face. The fingertips of the teenager, gentle, circled my waist, my skin, and the palm of the teenager, the constant touch, extremely affectionate, extremely bewitching, extremely clear: "What's the difference?" Isn't it nice that you bully me, I bully you, and we bully each other? ”

"Hmph, I don't want to bully you."

I wanted to pull the young man's hand away, but he hugged me tighter, deeper, and more tender.

The young man's voice pretended to be aggrieved, but it was clear, and it lingered with my extreme love. The young man's lips, ambiguously pursed, in my ears, extremely intoxicated, extremely deep, melted and played, my neck: "Hmph, I just want to bully you." ”

I bowed my head, panicked, dodging, the boy's ubiquitous lips and tongue, nowhere to run from his fingertips. However, I couldn't avoid it at all, the young man's favor: "Jinnan night, don't look at me." ”

The young man raised his eyes, and in the light of his eyes, there was ambiguous confusion, an inextricable love, and a flawless clearness. The boy's lips, but still, lingering affectionately, bewitched, in my ear: "Why? ”

"What, why? I just don't want you to look at me. ”

I started and became more annoyed.

But I can't say why.

Jinnan night, I'm just, don't you want to look at me?

Jinnan night, isn't it, I'm afraid you'll look at me?

Jin Nanye, you are too good to me, too good, too good, so good that I don't know how to face you and answer your words.

The boy turned his head and loved him deeply, my helplessness. The young man's eyes flickered, and the tenderness in his eyes was there, deepening, and thickening: "You don't say why, I just look at you." ”

"You can't look at me."

I just, angrily, in a panic, blurted out this sentence.

Jin Nanye, that's what I said, hum.

I hesitated, at a loss, staring at the boy, not knowing what to say, but, Jinnan night, don't you like me? How can you refute what I said?

Jinnan night, do you know that your eyes are so hot, so hot, but I don't know at all, what to do, to look at you, or, how to ignore you. (To be continued.) )