Chapter 163: I don't know what to do
The cold aroma of the boy was around me, entwining, wandering, and dancing lightly, but it couldn't be waved away at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
My fingertips slapped his lips away in annoyance: "Hmph, won't you just give me some baby, I still don't like you." ā
The young man's face was so close that I looked down and didn't dare to look at him.
But he was deep, held my jaw, forced me, and saw him so beautiful in his heart thoroughly.
However, it suddenly occurred to me that my Wei Zitian loved to do this the most.
Wei Zitian, you wait for me.
Jin Nanye's fingertips gently kneaded my eyebrows, and the moment the fingertips slid over, the young man's lips were too beautiful: "Qiu Chao, you will always fall in love with me." I'll give you whatever you like, okay? ā
My eyes were too cold: "Hmph, I love you?" You think beautifully. ā
The young man's fingers slid to my forehead, affectionately and affectionately, drawing something: "Autumn confusion, every life, you will say this." ā
I slashed at him, but his expression was extremely cunning.
"You're fooling me?"
I glared at him, my brow furrowed.
I really, didn't know what to say to him.
Jinnan night, why are you so black-bellied?
Jin Nan pursed his lips in a slur at night, and even tilted his head, pretending to be aggrieved. However, the dazzling brilliance in his eyes was ruthless, and it betrayed his heart deeply: "Yes, but every life, you are very clever and fooled again." ā
My finger trembled and pointed at his eyebrows: "Jinnan night, you!" ā
Okay, you're a Jinnan night, you turn around and say I'm stupid?
However, before I finished speaking, his fingers covered my lips again, and his appearance and mine were so close that they couldn't be closer: "Qiu Yu, don't be angry, you are stupid, I still like you, I like you very much." ā
My hand, slamming it on his head, refused to accept his assessment of me: "I'm not stupid!" ā
Jin Nan didn't dodge or dodge at night, his left hand softly clenched my waist, and his lips were extremely beautiful, but he brought it up, too confused, and his eyes flashed: "You will say so in every life." ā
I didn't look at him and threw out my answer: "Humph! I know! ā
I don't know my temper?
I pursed my lips and stretched my neck up to the sky.
Jin Nanye looked at me deeply, couldn't help laughing, he slowly, hooked my neck, homeopathic, and circled me ambiguously into his arms: "That's it, you are stupid, but you are so smart that you never admit that you are stupid." ā
I raised my foot and kicked him in the knee: "How dare you call me stupid? How stupid am I? ā
The young man leaned over and forced me to have nowhere to escape, but he could only, blankly, fiercely, trapped in his arms: "Qiu Confusion, do you know, you are stupid, but I like you everything." ā
The temperature of the boy's chest, extremely soft, extremely beautiful, extremely drunk, full of love, which cannot be ignored.
I pushed him hard, but he wrapped my waist tighter: "Jin Nanye, I don't like you anywhere!" ā
The young man's left hand, Rourou put on my wrist, clenched deeply, and refused to withdraw: "Qiu Confusion, no, you like me." ā
My gaze and his gaze are intertwined, changing, and overlapping, but, after all, I am not loving him.
"Where do you see that I like you?"
I sneered and looked at him obliquely.
Jinnan night, are you, too self-conscious?
The boy's fingertips gently untied my hair, and in an instant, my hair danced lightly. The tips of the hair slowly glided over the crown of the teenager, but the moment when the butterfly folded its wings, in the extremely cold light, the young man's black hair poured out, and my hair, soft and obsessive, intertwined, and replaced.
Jin Nan leaned to my lips in the night idiot, trapping me deeply, and we were too wrapped in our hair: "When I am hurt, you will cry for me." ā
The young man's eyes were shining, but I suddenly couldn't understand: is it an idiot? Is it confused? Is it a robbery? Is it love? Is it soft? Is it drunk? Is it a sin? Is it iniquity? Or, is it me, a debt that I can't escape? Or, is it me, the love that can't be finished? Or is it me, who understands but pretends not to understand? Or, is it me, but I pretend not to know the suffering?
Jin Nanye, isn't it, life and life, I always owe you?
But why do you never hate me?
Even, you will never tell me, how bitter you are, how difficult you are, how hurt you are, how stupid you are, how stupid you are, how panicked you are, how scared you are, how much pain you have, how much you love me?
Even, how much I torture you, how much I hurt you, you will never tell me that you have suffered for me, how many grievances, how many sufferings.
You will only, very gentle, very affectionate, look at me infatuatedly, your eyes are extremely clear, extremely beautiful: "Autumn confusion, I love you." ā
But, Jinnan night, I'm sorry.
I didn't dare to look at him, so I pretended to be indifferent and ruthless: "When have I ever cried for you, don't be sentimental." ā
Jin Nanye's eyes, gliding, let me not be able to capture, death.
In a moment, the young man's fingertips suddenly slid towards his neck.
The young man's extremely beautiful skin, and the clear and beautiful purple blood, are intertwined, and the picture is too clear. No, it's more beautiful than the picture.
I hurriedly stopped his movements, and on the young man's clear fingertips, there were drops, glittering and overlapping blood.
"What are you doing?"
Before I knew it, my tears slid down to my lips.
Jinnan night, I can't imagine that I really, will, cry for you.
The young man ignored the wound on his neck, which was constantly oozing blood, he just, tightly wrapped around my waist, and in his eyes, it turned out to be too clear and excited: "Qiu Yu, I know that you like me." ā
I looked deeply, into the depths of the boy's eyes, the boy's extremely beautiful and bewildered eyes were unconcealable water.
Jinnan night, why do you cry?
Jinnan night, how can you cry?
Jinnan night, why are you so stupid?
Jinnan night, why do you cry when I cry? Why!
I frowned fiercely, looked at him, my fingertips, panicked, and held his hand deeply: "Jin Nanye, are you stupid?" Just because I'm crying for you doesn't mean I like you! ā
Jinnan night, do you know, I'm just, I can't bear it for you!
Jin Nanye, why are you so infatuated with me?
Jinnan night, what I love is Wei Zitian, not you!
Jin Nanye, can you, don't be so nice to me?
Jinnan night, do you know, what are you doing? You're making a fool!
My fingertips, with great tenderness and care, slid over the scar on his neck.
The moment my fingertips touched the young man's purple blood, the young man's neck suddenly and completely recovered.
"Jinnan night, what's going on?"
I raised my eyes and looked at the boy's neck, puzzled.
The young man bowed his head, wrapped my right hand slowly, slowly into his palm, raised his eyes, bent his lips, and kissed softly in my ear: "Qiu Qi, do you know, my soul melts into your wrist." Your fingertips, touch my blood, my wounds, and they will heal quickly. (To be continued.) )