The boy frowned, his eyelashes twitching, as if he was about to wake up.

Li Meng immediately froze and pretended to be dead with the little animal that did bad things.

Little by little, time passed.

He didn't wake up.

Li Meng breathed a sigh of relief, and then ruthlessly, she desperately stretched out her hand, and finally groped for a utility knife from the table where the lamp was placed.

It is used for paper cutting.

Then, with a sharp knife, cut off the ends of the little handful.

Broken hair scattered in his fingers.

It fell on the sheets again.

Li Meng finally got out of bed, but her feet stepped on the ground, and she almost didn't kneel directly on her legs.

It hurts, isn't it?

So many fairy tale scenes in the novel are deceptive.

How can this be the only one who doesn't lie, saying that it hurts for the first time, it really hurts without discounting.

She took a deep breath, fumbled for skirts and underwear, and hurriedly put them on.

Like fleeing, she limped out.

She thought of a great way to kill two birds with one stone.

Not only can you leave Gu Nuo, but you can also complete the task and get points.

She really admires her brains.

The door was gently shut.

In the dimly lit room, dead silence returned.

The sound of the girl's footsteps outside the room slowly faded away.

The boy who was sleeping on the bed and did not move suddenly turned over and sat up.

He was half-leaning on the head of the bed, his eyes deep and dark under his dark eyelashes.

The quilt fell under his waist, and the sunlight outside the window let in.

Gu Nuo stretched out his slender fingers and pulled out a cigarette from the drawer of the small table at the head of the bed.

As if at random, the cigarette on his finger lit automatically.

In the dark room, the burning red is unusually conspicuous.

What is even more conspicuous is the boy on the bed, and the white chest is the ambiguous traces that have been scratched.

He looked at the broken hair on his other hand and sneered lazily.

In the smoke, the young man's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were hazy.

He tilted his head, revealing a white neck with a wound cut by the girl's fingernails.

The young man's eyes were a little misty.

The voice was faint, but with a hint of a hoarse smile.

"Xiaomeng, it's still so easy to be shy."

Those turbulent memories hit me wildly.

Each complete memory screen.

It's all the same person.

Xiao Meng, who came out of the table for the first time, stared at a pair of big sparkling eyes, holding a bowl and inviting him to eat noodles.

That day was the darkest day of his life.

But in an instant, he was redeemed by the light.

She was the maid of the Gu family, and he would occasionally see her back running around in a hurry, her cute ponytail gently flicking.

She has always been full of vitality, even if she glances at it in a hurry, she can feel the temperature of that enthusiasm.

The indifferent teenager even sometimes pays attention to that back.

After a long time, I wondered if I was sick.

Later, when she came out of the table, it got into his heart at once.

If there is no end times, he may be like a liar in the dark night, tricking her little by little.

Then the end came.

At first, he felt troublesome, but one day he saw powerful people shooting at will.

Gu Nuo suddenly woke up.

She could no longer escape, because the end was a huge cage.

And she has no power and no power, so she can only rely on him to live.

That's a wonderful thing.

Gu Nuo lowered his eyes and snuffed out the cigarette, intending to get his shy baby back.

She's good at everything.

It's just too easy to be shy, I like him and I don't dare to say it, and now I run away and don't dare to face it.

Suddenly, he heard hurried footsteps outside.

It's the familiar sound of footsteps.