Master Zhan, Calm Down!

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Indistinctly reflected the overlapping and lingering figures.

Reflecting a touch of (gou) people's body constantly trembling up and down.

The broken and sultry voice is like a depressive sound, which makes people addicted and throbbing.

In such a deep entanglement, her consciousness seemed more blurred and clearer, bumped, vacillated, as if dreaming.

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She seemed to have forgotten when she met Jun Hang when she was a child, but she knew that he must have been engraved in her heart when she first met him.

Otherwise, when she saw him when he was a teenager, she would feel like someone from the world, and would not look away from him for a long time.

He just stood in front of him like that, the handsome young man with a bright breeze, a peaceful smile, made her think of a word in her mind.

There is nothing else to do with the white tea Qinghuan, I am waiting for the wind and waiting for you.

This boy, he was waiting for her.

Waiting for her to grow up, waiting for her to chase him, waiting for her to hold his hand.

But fate is always making fun of people. When she went to find him desperately, he encountered an accident. A distant message was sent over, as if to cut off the infinite possibility between them.

They go around, no one can escape their fate.

Just like now, she was tossing around him, she was extremely lingering. Although she was the first time, but under the fascination of drugs, she was like a (gou) human demon girl, wandering around him in every possible way, letting him be his own Dumped, crazy.

Her softness is so beautiful that she can't stop her.

Her voice was so charming, it made people feel very emotional.

Her waist is too soft, making it hard to give up.

She couldn't bear to cry, (呻shen), calling his name, the blush and pure face, seemed joyful, painful, and intoxicated.

Lingering in the bathroom, time and time again.

In the end, who is not letting go, who is in the end and can't let go.

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After a long and short night, Youyou did not know when he passed out.

She couldn't lift a tired finger, she was exhausted.

The long time the legs present a posture that has been tortured, sore and numb, almost unable to close together.

Only when she was gently put into the warm water, did she feel that the soreness and discomfort on her body were reduced a little, and a slender hand washed on her body, brushing every inch of her delicate skin.

In the end, he even slowly moved under her body.

Help her wash away her discomfort.

She snorted in a daze, and she was too sensitive to grab his arm indiscriminately.

The sea breeze came in from the window, blowing away the beautiful temperature.

What kind of night is this.

She was lying in a warm arms, her breath was a bit cold, but her hot body kept rubbing against the other person, hugging him, as if it were the most difficult thing in her life.

(Sleep Shui) In a dream.

The person who loved, slowly dropped (kiss wen) on her forehead and told her that he would be responsible for her.

Responsible to the end.

Her brows finally stretched out, and she fell into a sweet dream.

A wonderful night.

The next day.

When Yuyou woke up again, she slowly opened her eyes, and it took a long time to digest everything she saw before her eyes...