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Sonnu, you take it off...

Take it off and show me...

An Xiaoyang's words were light and fluttering, but they seemed heavy, and suddenly hit his (chest xiong) mouth abruptly. +++Mobile reading visit m.wuxiaspot.com

He was stunned suddenly, his eyes widened slightly.

His lips moved, and he seemed to want to defend something for the first time, but An Xiaoyang's eyes fell on his injured arm, and his voice was still light and fluttering, "How long do you think you can hide? Huh? Is it one day, or another afternoon?"

Sang Nuo was stunned.

An Xiaoyang looked at him like that, the two of them kept looking at each other through their helmets.

Sang Nuo was obviously very tall, and his aura should have been (strong qiang), but his throat slid slightly, his fingertips trembled, and in the end he didn't dare to look at her directly.

Guilty conscience.

An Xiaoyang has not avoided.

She suspected that it was not once or twice, but many times, because countless signals on the body told her that it was him.

Although she couldn't believe it, and couldn't imagine that they would be alone, and she would rather have guessed wrong, but in the end, there must be a result.

In the end, Sonnau's shoulders compromised a bit.

He looked to the side, his fists tight and tight.

An Xiaoyang is right.

How long can he hide it? Half a day, or a day?

She always finds a wound on his arm. It's summer again.

It just made Sano helpless, what made him unwilling is that he was hiding well, but today, there is no chance for a step-by-step approach, so he ran into her directly, was bandaged by her, and led by her to find The doctor, even now, was discovered by her another identity.

Sonnold thought, but suddenly felt a little funny.

I'll let her know sooner or later.

She will know sooner or later, really... it's just a matter of sooner or later.

Sang Nuo gradually raised his arm and unlocked the helmet with his fingers. In the next second, he slowly took off the helmet from his head with one hand.

This scene clearly (fa) was born very quickly.

However, in An Xiaoyang's eyes, it was like slow motion, stretching every minute and every second, and it seemed that he actually took off his helmet and played back the scenes.

Those Qingjun (gan gan) clean eyebrows, the young man has grown into an adult, even if he has grown into an adult, but in An Xiaoyang's eyes, it still seems to be a little childish.

The childishness she is familiar with, the whole three years of high school.

After Sonnold took off his helmet, his eyes still looked at her for an instant.

After being bored for so long, it is impossible to say that it is not hot. All of his black (colored) broken hair was a little wet, and was blown by the warm sea breeze.

So familiar eyebrows.

It just appeared before her eyes.

An Xiaoyang's eyes also seemed to be in a trance.

Even when it was guessing it was him, it was after all guessing. When his face really came into view, her breathing still stagnated, and she gradually looked at him, her eyes reddened.

"Sanno..."

An Xiaoyang called out softly.

Sano looked at her, and at this moment, he had nowhere to avoid it.

Just looking at her slightly red eyes, his heart began to feel a little uncomfortable.

He kept it from her, didn't he want her to worry about himself?

He has his own dreams, his own pursuits, even if this road is dangerous, it is not easy to walk, but this is what he is willing to, and it is meaningful to him.

Just now.

He thought she would ask him why he did this.

Of course.

But when she heard her slightly dumb voice: "Sangnuo, do you hurt...?"