"Get out!" He Youfan kicked him, very angry and very unfair.

Grandma's, but I went to bed once, how can the difference be so big.

Morning Trolling is a fox spirit, and will it absorb people's energy?

He Youfan's eyes were full of fire, and he couldn't wait to make a hole in Chenyu's body.

He Youfan's retreat was very fast, but in Chenyu's eyes, he finally relieved Chenyao. He could see her movements clearly, in this way, it should be on par with He Youfan's strength.

was pressed under his own woman, where is the face. (In the end, you obviously deceived yourself!)

It is rare to have such a little girl's temperament after He Youfan's recovery, Chenshu was in a good mood to see He Youfan's anger, grabbed He Youfan's wrist, He Youfan didn't have time to go crazy, he was put on his lips by Chenzhuo, made a silent gesture, and he smiled in his eyes: "Take you to a place." ”

As soon as the words fell, He Youfan was picked up in the air, she was a little chilly, and rubbed in Chenyao's arms, Chenyao obviously noticed the change in He Youfan, and changed the position of her hand to help her block the cold wind.

"Where are you going?" He Youfan asked him coldly, but he was not in a hurry to break free from his arms.

Chenshu is already very content with the current situation, and it is much better than before.

He was in a good mood and said, "Guess. ”

He Youfan wanted to strangle him.

In the end, the speed of the morning shrolling slowed down a bit, and He Youfan thought that it should have arrived. Before she could poke her head out to see where it was, she was blinded by Chen's hand and put her down. He Youfan was slightly annoyed, brought her here, and didn't let her see it? Chenyu chuckled, leaned on her ear and whispered, "Wait." ”

I don't know what small movements Chenyu did, there was a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of He Youfan's nose, and at the same time, Chenyu let go of the hand covering her eyes, and what caught her eyes was a large field of flowers. The flowers grew at a speed she could see, like ocean waves, and one flower after another bloomed, releasing a faint afterfragrance, which was unusually bewitching under the moonlight.

He Youfan was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he couldn't say a word, Chenyu lowered his body, leaned on He Youfan's shoulder, gently straightened He Youfan's hair with one hand, inserted a flower, and asked her with a smile: "Do you still like this gift?"

The flower bones are still tender, but the petals have already bloomed with great effort, the color of the petals is close to transparent, fragile as if it is fleeting, quietly sticking to He Youfan's hair, lining He Youfan's fair skin, and lining He Youfan's cheeks pink. Without the previous skinny and ghostly, she is like a fairy at this time.

She lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly, with self-deprecation: "How can he de, the morning that doesn't understand human feelings will give me such a surprise." "Such a dream.

Chen's hand wrapped around her waist, leaned on her ear and laughed, her voice was low, every word was like a carefully played note, hoarse and magnetic: "He De how can he be favored three times." ”

He Youfan wanted to laugh, but he couldn't help crying: "Only twice." ”

"This is the third time. Chenyu gently kissed away the tears on her face, and her tone was sure not to allow anyone to refute, "He Youfan, you are always in my hands." ”

He finally kissed her on the lips, the force was suffocating, and the breath that belonged to him wrapped He Youfan can't see through, He Youfan was still struggling a little before, but he couldn't push away the morning sway, half because of the strength of the morning sway, half ...... It's your own heart. He Youfan finally disarmed and surrendered, she always couldn't resist Chenyao, Chenyao was right, she was always in Chenyao's palm.

She was annoyed that Chenyu was so reasonable, but she was relying on her deep affection for him.

But who can she blame? It was she who allowed him to be affectionate and made him right.

He Youfan put his hands around Chen's neck, trying to cater to him, and every kiss was like a lingering death.

The flowers that were still blooming all over the mountain in the last second were all decomposed in the air at this moment, like a flash in the pan, and as the biting cold wind gradually dispersed in the air, the transparent petals almost buried the two of them, and were blown away by the cold wind little by little.

A whole flower is broken into five pieces, and then transformed into dots in the air, and disappears. This is the most rare beauty in this life, and it belongs only to He Youfan.