Depend on!

The situation when Joe woke up made her blurt out that she wanted to swear words.

Damn it! You fuck you!

Is it necessary to play so hard? Is it necessary to be so cruel?

Frightened and angry, Qiao wanted to bite with his eyes, and this feeling was very strong.

But the reality is that the more she struggles to survive, the tighter the two ropes around her waist become.

After a long time, her face had turned iron purple, but her whole body was still hanging from the drying rack on the balcony of the third floor.

Swing – Swing, Swing!

So what...... Piao Piao is like a legacy of independence, and is about to become immortal with braids!

Horse-stepping! Qiao Yuhan is this dead girl!

Hello again?! Wait for my sister to come down, my sister will kill you!!

The slender waist was tightened more and more, and the person fluttered in mid-air, but Qiao Yiyan's two arms were soft and crispy like noodles, although he grabbed the iron drying rack, but he was also weak and wasted his efforts.

Dead girl, what hatred and what grudge? It's so heavy?!

The struggle left and right was ineffective, and just when Qiao Yiyan thought that he was going to be air-dried into a large piece of bacon, the door was kicked open, and a loud voice shouted: "Yiyan, are you okay?" ”

Qiao Yi's eyes hurt physically and mentally, and he actually had the urge to laugh, why can a person's performance traces be so obvious?

Then I saw a tall boy with an exaggerated expression, an exaggerated running posture, exaggerated lying on the windowsill, an exaggerated worried look, exaggerated repeated, "Yiyan, are you okay?" ”

"Yiyan, are you alright?"

"Yiyan, are you alright?"

What a rare flower......

Is there anything wrong with me, don't you have a point in your heart?!

Also, can you save people first and then talk nonsense?

In a hurry, the boy's rescue method was not to pull Qiao Yiyan back to the room, but to drop her hanging in the air from the third floor little by little, and the last strength was not grasped well, and as soon as the upper hand was loosened, Qiao Yiyan's whole person fell to the ground heavily,—— ass hit the ground first!

Oh......

I'll it!

"Yiyan, are you alright?" Seeing that he had missed, the boy ran downstairs with a roar, ran up and down in front of her, checked her up and down, back and forth, and shook her delicate shoulders very vigorously, "Are you okay?" You okay? ”

"Du Feng, I'm fine. But if you shake me again, I'm going to throw up. ”

"Oh, oh." The boy scratched his head innocently, with a palpitating face, "You scared me to death, Yiyan." ”

Joe glanced at him with a shallow look in his eyes.

Well, just this sentence, it's quite a bit of truth.

The moment he lowered his head, the corners of Qiao Yiyan's mouth pursed slightly, and a pair of pear vortices suddenly bloomed on his lips, shallow, surprisingly sweet and moving, if you look closely, but there is an indescribable shimmer and awe.

Mesmerized at first sight.

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Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water.

Ancient road west wind thin horse.

Sunset.

The heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

Huaxia Empire, Nanxiang City, Shanyin County, Qiaojia Village.

In a backward village that is remote and closed to information, but the gap between the rich and the poor is huge.

Qiao stood on the old bridge at the entrance of the village with his eyes, looking at the rolling water of the deceased, his eyes were full of sadness and sadness.

All the graceful beauty contained in the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River seems to be able to be packed into the two shallow pear vortices at the corners of her mouth, when the sunset is like blood, and thousands of glows between heaven and earth are obliquely reflected on her cheeks, which are bright and beautiful.