1820 General, please on the couch (seventy-one)

But when I looked at her face carefully, I found that her eyes were clean and clean, and she was still so calm.

Could it be that I was wrong?

Tuoba Xuan felt that he was really stunned, and he even hallucinated. He shook his head, because this thought suddenly arose, his heart became more and more depressed, and he had no intention of staying any longer, so he said casually, "You rest, I will go back." ”

Then he turned around and left, his steps were hurried, and from the back, he could see that it was a little messy.

Su Kui raised her eyebrows, and her light-colored lips drew a cold arc.

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"Tuoba Xuan is really an infatuated species, won't he give up if he doesn't throw his heart out?"

When Tuoba Xuan left, and the room fell silent again, a low, slightly sarcastic voice rang out. In addition to the coldness in his tone, there was also a killing intent that could not be concealed.

Suddenly hearing such an abrupt voice in the dark, if it was an ordinary person, he might have been really frightened.

But Su Kui lifted his eyes lightly and smiled slowly.

"I know you're not dead, Meng Zhi'an, get out."

When the words fell, a tall and long figure jumped down from the beam of the room and landed firmly on the ground, those eyes as deep as midnight were looking at her without blinking, and the scorching temperature could almost burn people. There, there is a longing that can barely be hidden.

"Ah, I'm back."

His body fell into his broad chest, and the cold smell of his body lingered in the air, burrowing into his nose, and the cold smell of pine smoke and ink. Su Kui took a deep breath and closed his eyes, at this moment, it was very quiet.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, I don't know who took the initiative first, all in all, when he reacted, his big palm had already pinched her waist. And Su Kui's hand was also clasped on the back of his head, and his fingers were restlessly pulling his hair.

So the dry wood was blazing, and it was about to start.

The cyan curtain slowly hung down, the wind and snow outside the half-open window, the wind swept the snowflakes whistling, and the curtains with it seemed to be able to be stirred by someone, fluttering leisurely.

Doing this kind of thing is a shortcut for the body to heat up the fastest in the cold winter months.

Su Kui, who was so frozen that his bones were unconscious, felt as if there was a cluster of flames in his body, burning out as the big calloused palms passed.

Sweat slid down his forehead and dripped into his eyes, his eyes were wet with sweat, his dark hair stuck to the corners of his forehead, and the hair of the two was entangled, and his fingers were interlocked.

Two pairs of watery eyes looked at each other in the night, in the storm, maybe they could see clearly, maybe they were just obsessed, they just wanted to look at her like this.

"Did you miss me? Well? ”

Meng Zhi'an's hoarse voice sounded in his ears, and his earlobes hurt slightly, "I was in a dream, as if I heard your voice, telling me that if I died, you would not hesitate to throw yourself into Tuoba Xuan's arms." ”

Another ruthless invasion, "How can I let you get your wish!" ”

"In this life, in the next life, in the next life, you have to be mine."

"I won't give you to others, even if it's death."

"So, Ah, give up."

"Ah, did I say that I am pleased with you?"

Su Kui let out a low gasp, "Hmm-no." ”

A smile flashed in Meng Zhi'an's eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her sweaty sideburns, his voice was soft, and said, "Ah Zhan, I like you, did you hear it?" ”

"Nope."

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