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A Yin opened his mouth, dodging his eyelashes as if being pinched, but he didn't say anything in the end.

She couldn't help but go through the first half of her life in her mind, from the helplessness when she was pinched by the old woman's chin in the woodshed, to the fear of going to the grave for the first time, to the long loneliness and emptiness after the first time hanging out with others, The objects that tormented her were now easily separated.A high mountain rose up in her bumpy life, with Ah Luo on one side and suffering on the other.

She really hoped that she could be more innocent, so that she could receive Ah Luo's love in a down-to-earth manner.

She lowered her head, her little pointed face was no longer arrogant or arrogant, she pursed her lips and sniffed her nose twice, twisting the strands of hair that she didn't know when to grasp.

She was a little sad, she felt that she had grown an unhealthy heart, when Ah Luo was about to leave, it moved forward bravely, and when Ah Luo came back, it wobbled again.

Ah Yin summoned up her courage to look at Ah Luo, she knew it would take a long time to heal it, but she was willing to work hard for a while.

Ah Luo raised his hand to hold her fingertips, twirled her fingertips like Ah Yin twisted her hair, and asked her, "Don't you want to admit your mistake?"

Some people say that it is the wind, which will melt the frost in two or three strokes.

So A Yin raised his head and nodded.

Ah Luo smiled, tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

As she spoke, she stroked the back of her skirt with the back of her hand, as if she really wanted to hear her apology.

A Yin looked at her and said, "I should be more honest with you, don't say no to what you want, don't say no to what you think is good."

Her ending voice lost its coquettish pretense, and was made low and choked by the wind and cold. Ah Luo unconsciously clenched her fingers tightly, with his thumb on the protruding knuckles, and looked at her seriously and intently.

Ayin lowered her eyes and voice, and finally said: "If you meet someone who is reluctant, don't make her sad anymore."

Before he could finish speaking, Ah Luo leaned forward and covered her lips with his face.

She shouldn't have kissed her at this time, but she thought she should have such a sense of ritual, to be able to swallow A Yin's promise solemnly, and put it in her body peacefully.

She kissed more lingeringly than ever before, just because the slightly hesitant "reluctant person" hit her completely, making her eye sockets sore, with an uncontrollable warmth.

Ah Luo closed his eyes, his mind was full of the messy haired girl in front of him, the tip of her nose was red, her lower lip was bitten, and one of her eyelashes was rubbed off, sticking to the corner of her eye in embarrassment.When she thought of the first time she saw Fu Wuyin, she was also sobbing, rubbing her eyes and looking at her with teardrops.

She was just a chance glance at that time, and it was just a chance glance.

Ah Luo stretched out his hand, and gently supported Ah Yin's slender and stubborn neck.

The afternoon sun squeezed in, and when I arrived at the couch, I was a little shy.The two ended a long and beautiful kiss, lying on the bed together, listening to Ah Luo read the letter from Tu's youngest.The letter was written by a gentleman on the street. At the beginning of the letter, he said "Zhan Xinjia" rather culturally. Later, I thought that the gentleman was trying to make trouble in Tu Laoyao's rough voice, and did not say a word in his tone. It was traced down.

The rude words came out of the soft girl's voice, and they were much more beautiful, but Ah Yin didn't care to listen to Tu Laomao's ramblings. After kissing Ah Luo just now, she unexpectedly became separated for no reason, and she was tongue-tied. "I just drank the medicine, whether it is bitter or not."

She panicked in Ah Luo's daze, touched the earrings, turned around and took out the letter beside the bed, asking Ah Luo to read it to her.

Ah Luo understood, and squeezed a slight smile on the edge of the letter.

A letter was coming to an end, Ah Luo wanted to raise his eyes, but the letter paper in his hand was pulled by A Yin, and it was placed between the two of them. A Luo saw A Yin's beautiful neck slightly hooked in the translucent letter paper, and met each other through the fragrance of ink. She said, "Let's settle it."

Her charming silhouette was full of charm between Zhongzheng's words, and even her breathing was itchy. Ah Luo paused for a moment while pinching the paper, and replied softly: "Yes."

A Yin stretched out her hand, and pulled a lock of A Luo's hair hanging on the pillow, scratched it in the palm of her hand, and said: "If you don't want to, you can tell me."

Ah Luo put down the letter, put it aside, put his palm on Ah Yin's cheek, and stroked it lightly. She originally wanted to say no, but she said "yes" after thinking about it.

Only then did Ayin feel relieved, and lay down in her arms as easily as before, with the unique cold fragrance lying on her, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up again.

Ah Luo circled her and asked in a low voice: "You haven't told me yet, how did you figure it out?"

Ah Yin regained some energy, hooked the hair around Ah Luo's neck with her index finger, and answered quickly: "I used to think that we were not together, but these days I realized that I also have special abilities."

Ah Luo knew that she was talking nonsense again, so he didn't expose her, he just asked, "What ability?"

Ayin's eyes waved gracefully and gracefully: "Auspicious spirits ask immortals for divination and prophecy."

Ah Luo frowned, and heard Ah Yin laughing in a low voice: "I taught Xiao Nineteen the art of 'beautiful as a flower' before, and she stopped growing day by day, and then I taught her the art of time control , but God has rewarded him, and it has a function."

She raised one eyebrow, and said to Ah Luo: "You said, it's a skill, isn't it?"

Ah Luo didn't answer, but just bloomed a tenderness like a silk flower on his lips, and said to her: "Then you take another one, the current one."

"Now," Ah Yin bit her lower lip, Ah Luo smiled softly in the shadow of her eyes, she blinked, and said softly, "There are about two girls who can live forever."

Ah Luo froze, lowered his eyes, and watched her quietly.

Ah Yin's breathing was ups and downs, and she felt unprecedentedly small in Ah Luo's eyes. She was just an ordinary person, without a body of steel, and she didn't have superhuman powers. She spent a lot of time in Stumbled and stumbled in the world, and then found something that can be called forever.

She once feared Wuqian indignantly, wondering whether her suffering in this life was caused by crying for three days in Taishan mansion.

Now she thinks that those three days in Taishan mansion brought in the injustice of the first half of her life, but also bought the girl in her heart, so she doesn't feel that it is a loss.

Ah Luo came back to his senses, hesitated to speak.

A Yin opened her mouth one step ahead: "I know you won't be able to grow your hair, but the ghosts and ghosts in the book will cover up their eyes. If I am old, you will change your appearance and coax me, will it work?"

Ah Luo An Ning smiled and nodded: "I'll learn."

According to what she said, ghosts can't hit walls, and they can't even use blindfolds. I don't know what they have been repairing for thousands of years.Ayin pursed her lips, and slandered twice in her heart, before she could express her doubts, she was completely wiped out by Ah Luo's movements.

Her soft and slightly cool fingertips hooked A Yin's ear hair back, rubbed her glutinous rice-like earlobe, and then meandered down, sliding down from her neck like a siege, and stopped below her collarbone.

She felt a long longing in Ah Luo's up and down movements, not too thick, but as if suppressed, she felt rebellious.

A Yin then stretched out her hand and guided Ah Luo's hand to cover the softness that should be gone. Watching her gently move her shoulders, the softness became a hard armor, and she scratched Ah Luo's palm.

The longing turned into a spear and drew circles on the soft shield outlined by the lifeline, making Ah Luo's tightly closed lips parted unconsciously, as if cutting the rope that bound her reserved.

What was more ambiguous than A Yin's actions was her words. She lowered her eyes and said, "My illness is just a bluff, and it's not very serious."

"If you can sweat, it will probably be fine."

Her hint was obvious enough, Ah Luo closed her beautiful phoenix eyes, and withdrew her hand. Before Ah Yin's disappointed expression spread over her cheeks, her index finger touched her lower lip, and pressed slightly hard, pressing out the delicate and charming lips. The color was about to drip, and then she lifted her chin, and put her fingertips into her fragrant lips.

In an instant, it was wrapped in warmth, and the tip of the tongue like a swimming fish swept over it lightly.

Ah Luo's face was obviously pink, and her breathing was no longer as steady as before. A Yin was about to move, but saw her pull her hand, and coughed lightly against the back of her hand, and said softly: "Today, it can't be done."