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“…… An instant hit......"

What?

Ye Weilan didn't expect to hear such a sentence, thinking that he was hallucinating, so he asked again stupidly: "What?" ”

Qi Ye lowered his head, leaned into her ear and said again, in an ambiguous tone: "A hit and a hit." ”

Sure, no auditory hallucinations.

Miss Ye touched her ears, and a pair of beautiful cat eyes profoundly expressed her doubts, and asked very modestly: "Husband, I don't understand ......"

An instant hit?

She is not popular, does Qi Meiren want her to be a star?

Ye Weilan immediately slapped this guess away, and he couldn't wait to hide her and not show her to anyone, it was impossible to be a star.

What is the explanation for this instant hit, Ye Meinu's eyes widened, and she was a curious cat, waiting for her husband's explanation.

The corners of Qi Ye's lips rose higher and higher, and she looked at her meaningfully: "One shot...... And the red ......"

A certain little white rabbit took the word apart and read it, and thought about it together, but he still didn't hear a reason for it......

She's still too stupid......

Qi Meiren's IQ is beyond the reach of most people.

Now there's one of them.

She bit the corner of her soft lip and looked at Qi Ye with big eyes: "Husband......"

The meaning is obvious, but I still don't understand.

Qi Ye laughed lowly, pecked her lips, his eyes were dark, and his color was unmatched: "Have you forgotten?" You've shed blood for me once......"

Bleed?

An instant hit?

Red?

See Red ......

Ye Weilan's face burned up, and she looked at Qi Ye, her eyes widened.

It turns out that the instant hit can be explained in this way......

The most rewarding thing for Qi Ye was that when he met Ye Weilan again after many years, he did not hesitate to take her into his arms and became his woman.

When she was young, she was his living faith, and more than ten years later, she became his wife.

In this life, even if it is death, there is no way to separate them.

Gamble with your life.

Qi Ye was willing to exchange everything he had for her.

No matter whether it is a Buddha or a demon, a demon or a ghost in front of him, he will kill them all!

Ye Weixin looked at his soft eyes, her eyes bent, her smile bloomed like a flower, she possessed her, her soft red lips kissed his thin lip flap, lingering: "...... I also...... Glad ......"

The white curtains were blown by the wind, and the morning light spilled in, standing on this tender and sweet couple.

Qi Ye raised his hand and untied the hairband of her hair, the long seaweed-like hair spread out, spreading his body, the familiar fragrance of hair rushed into his nose, Qi Ye slowly closed his eyes, opened his arms and hugged his lover.

Ye Weilan lay at the place of his heart, quietly listening to the familiar heartbeat.

The angel who fell into hell at night covered her heaven and earth with pitch-black wings, sheltered her from the wind and rain, and protected her for half her life.

If people have an afterlife, Ye Weilan doesn't want anything, she only needs him.

She closed her eyes in his arms, her thick eyelashes fragile and gentle, her soft red lips moving.

Qi Ye.

I love you.

He seemed to hear it, the temperature of his heart warmed up, he hugged her arm and folded it, and patted it gently: "Sleep." ”

She let out a soft "um".

The room was completely silent, and the warmth and honey flowed silently, as if even the air was tainted with the smell of happiness.

The two beautiful figures snuggling up to each other on the bed are like mandarin ducks intertwining, beautiful and happy.