Lifting his chin, he lowered his head and kissed him.

The rain outside the window slapped on the window.

Lian Li leaned over and asked "reward" in Lu Zhouyan's ear. He hooked the hair next to Lu Zhouyan's ear with his fingertips, and pulled it behind him, "You can't make me suffer."

Lu Zhouyan's Adam's apple rolled. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "Page No. 12 of the album."

Twelve pages?

Lian Li had read quite a few picture albums, but he had a selective memory. He didn't memorize the ones that should be remembered, and remembered all the ones that shouldn't, so he instantly remembered which twelve pages were which.

Lu Zhouyan wants to practice ventriloquism.

The author has something to say: Come on! *罒▽罒*

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: so because of 1 owl;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:逐烃40瓶;31092512起什么名好呢20瓶;茯笑10瓶;时迩5瓶;QaQ2瓶;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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