Autistic little pity (forty-seven)

The girl is wearing a thin knitted sweater, a very close-fitting kind, outlining a curved and beautiful and full figure.

The slightly curly hair fluttered lightly in the wind, the white face was like mutton fat and white jade in the sun, and the red lips were slightly hooked, which had a kind of coldness.

Completely different from it is the feet with slippers, which are long, slightly smaller, snow-white, and the toes are like tender lotus root buds.

Thin feet hidden in long trouser legs.

Jiang Zhun didn't speak, his eyes looked at her quietly, soft and cute when he was quiet, and his long eyelashes like butterfly wings blinked, silently hooking her.

This man just wants to hook up with her!

Her good-looking peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly and asked, "Are you here to find me?" ”

The little pretty soft lips pursed tightly.

The teeth in the mouth are a little resistant.

"I ...... Missed you. ”

It's me who misses you, not passing by, not coming to her.

One sentence made her dizzy, originally because she didn't see him, her troubles were swept away, and her unhappiness was stuffed with sugar sweetness by this sentence.

As soon as Xiaomei spoke, she couldn't stand it.

A tender hand like a green onion stretched out, "Give it to me." ”

The whole person is a bit ruffian.

The little beautiful eyes flashed, and there was a trace of waves in the lake-like eyes.

The next moment, a pair of slightly cool hands fell into her hands and held her hand, like the moon was willing to enter the mortal dust.

The eyes are shallow.

The faint light of his eyes was mixed with a little tenderness.

The ice melted all at once.

Like sweet water, it flows down little by little.

Tan Sang was a little surprised, but he still didn't tear Jiang Zhun's hand away.

His eyes widened slightly, and then his fingers slipped into his pocket, pulling a purple jade-colored phone.

This posture is indescribably ambiguous.

As soon as Jiang Zhun lowered her head, she saw the prominent Adam's apple, the jaw line was straight, and the cold white skin couldn't find a single problem.

She swallowed and looked at her phone.

The little beautiful phone is in her hand, and it is really as good as the little beauty, plus it is cold.

It's not the chilly cold, it's the spring breeze after the rain.

Tan Sang quickly took Jiang Zhun's hand, pressed, unhooked, opened the phone, and entered the phone.

Stuff the phone to him.

and glared at him a little fiercely.

"Remember it for me, otherwise ......" Tan Sang was stunned, otherwise what, she hadn't thought about it yet?!

Xiaomei blinked and listened very carefully to the next words.

"Otherwise, I'll expose you!"

Let everyone know you like me!

Then he quickly helped him pull up his pocket, and opened his eyes, his eyes were a little erratic.

Another kind of cuteness.

[Ding, Opinion +5, Current Opinion 73]

Tan Sang didn't expect the favorability value to rise all of a sudden, and he was a little caught off guard.

Then his eyes lit up, step by step, and he approached Xiao Mei slowly, Xiao Mei's light-colored pupils crossed a trace of doubt, and her lake and moonlight eyes were full of her.

She held Xiao Mei against her, her red lips seemed to seduce Jiang Zhun out of nowhere, and a little bit of heat sprayed on his face.

But it's just not half a minute.

She has always remembered the person in front of her since she was a child, but he has always been the moonlight high above.

She also wants Xiaomei to take the initiative.

There was an extra strength on his waist, and the whole person moved forward a little, and then he was like a babbling child.

"I, like, I, want, you."

The words fluttered lightly, like a feather, clearly crossed the heart.

Little pretty, isn't it, I've liked her for a long time?!