Yu Xiaoxiao looked at Gu Xinglang and blinked his eyes, and touched his hand into the quilt, Xiao Xiao Gu didn't mean to raise his head, Yu Xiaoxiao sighed, she said, this comrade-in-arms who is blaming herself for being sacrificed, he lives alone, in such a mood, how can this person have the heart of love?

Gu Xinglang whispered: "Let me hug me." ”

"Hug it," Yu Xiaoxiao yawned and said, "It's the couch, let's sleep and wake up." ”

"Hmm," Gu Xinglang responded to Yu Xiaoxiao in a low voice, and hugged Yu Xiaoxiao tightly

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