And what I like you and want you to say, it's also ......

Should she say it well?!

So Tan Sang picked up the pair of soul-hooking peach blossom eyes, with watery eyes, which were more seductive than this pleasant daylight.

The bright red lips are more delicate than the flowers, and they are pressed against each other little by little.

Like a dragonfly dotting water, it is enough to drive the blood all over the body, like a rushing lake and sea, and like a boiling ocean of flaming magma, which plundered all of Jiang Zhun's mind in an instant.

[Ding, Opinion +5, current Opinion 83.] ］

Tan Sang listened, his lips rose, he pouted with a sparkling smile, and kissed Jiang Zhun's lips a little moisturized, the lip shape was already very beautiful, but now it is even better.

With the girl's aroma, she rushed to Jiang Zhun's nose.

The bright red lips were between his noses, but they were always separated by that distance.

There is a seduce that seems to be nothing.

"Jiang Zhun, are you, too, like me for a long time?"

There was a sly look in his eyes, a gleam.

When he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, with a little blurred laughter, and he drilled into the human bones low, with some bewitchment.

Demonic.

It's really a living and fascinating beauty.

Xiaomei was said to be in her mind, although the crimson earlobes vaguely revealed embarrassment.

He pursed his thin lips, and under his long and thick eyelashes, his eyes, which were originally as cold as frost and snow, were slightly embarrassed.

But he still didn't want to look away.

All the pain is not that important.

Slender and clean fingers grasped her unbearable waist and approached her almost instinctively.

His eyes were dim, and his cold voice was mixed with a hint of trembling: "I, can, like it, do you?" ”

Not an affirmation, not a denial.

Be...... OK?!

The moonlight that everyone is high up, and the cold male god who is the fan of countless netizens, actually lowered himself into the dust when he likes her?!

What is this?

It's like the moon is willing to fall, surrender herself, come to her side, and then tell her that the moon has been waiting for her?

Tan Sang's heart was sour for a while.

The chest is also stuffy.

Jiang Zhun couldn't wait for Tan Sang's answer, his curled fingertips tightened inch by inch, as if he was using such pain to force his sanity.

Don't let yourself fall apart.

He never told everyone that he had been having grumpy all the time.

Very shallow.

It was so shallow that he almost forgot.

He is the same as someone else's anomaly.

He thought he was going to school, he was trying to learn like a normal person, and he was more dazzling than everyone else to hide the fact that he was sick.

He still remembers the first time he met Tan Sang.

The smile is soft and glutinous.

When she looked at him, there was a different light in her eyes.

He didn't even have time to make out it.

She quickly retreated from his world.

There is no trace.

And also...... The panic she felt when she left.

Tan Sang, in fact, has been scared since that time.

He was like a fish drowning in the deep sea, and when he saw the only light in the darkness, he thought that she would redeem him.

Be...... He...... Extravagant hopes.

Heart-rending pain.

It hurts more than when he committed suicide, when the blood slowly flowed out.

I can't even breathe.

The little by little stinging pain in his waist brought back his senses.

Tan Sang hugged him all over.

Pressed against his shoulder.

Whispered:

"Jiang Zhun, you can like me, and I will treat you well."

I won't be good to you with a little purpose.

You don't have to feel inferior.

You don't have to bow down.

My god, I am willing to go up to heaven for you.