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won't lie

After staring at each other for a long time, every word of mine is accompanied by the trembling of the shadow, which is a lie that I cannot tell you in the shadow.

He came out, with red eyes, resentful eyes, snow-white shirt, and the knuckles turned white because he held the branch to cover himself for too long.There are also a few leaves on my body, which are ginkgo leaves, which are driven by the autumn wind.

At first glance, it looked very different, but An Xiaomu looked at it for a long time, as if he had returned to that afternoon, the pale fruits, the green leaves, so gloomy, but with the glare of dawn in the gaps.

The boy Jian Fang saw was not like this.

Reflected in Jian Fang's pupils is another handsome young man.

The boy's hair was blown loose and swollen by the wind because he stayed in the wind for too long, and a few leaves fell mischievously on those soft hair, and his eyes were red like a bunny , fingers slenderly slid across the wind, pale, as if bloodless, very fair face, almond eyes are very smart, like the moon tonight, the nose frame is too wide, it looks a bit like a giant, His eyebrows were covered by bangs, so he couldn't see clearly.The lips are neither thin nor thick, and are appropriately full. Although it is not a small cherry mouth, it is slightly better in comparison. Such a face is very similar to the reckless scholar described in ancient times.

Wang Yuan looked at the two people in front of him and quietly put away his original resentment in embarrassment.

"It must have been a long wait." The boy looked at An Xiaomu's face tenderly.

The An Xiaomu in his eyes is still so vague in his impression, Qi Liuhai, double ponytail, glasses girl, eyes are shining, very watery, small nose, small cherry mouth, the whole face is like a goose egg, and Park Shin Hye's face is very similar.

An Xiaomu's panicked appearance immediately appeared in front of the man's eyes.

"Yes, it's been a long time, Uncle Yuan, give me a loving hug." An Xiaomu acted coquettishly like those children on TV, and Jian Fang's presence made the environment a little awkward.

Especially the moment An Xiaomu pounced on Wang Yuan, Jian Fang's small eyes were enough for her to understand her end.

"It's delicious." An Xiaomu breathed greedily into his embrace as if she hadn't sensed smell for hundreds of years.

What An Xiaomu said made the two of them feel stupid, but before they could complain, An Xiaomu spoke again.

"It smells like grandma."

It was looking at Wang Yuan's embarrassing face, An Xiaomu instantly knew that she had said something wrong, she couldn't care less about this troublesome, nosy mouth.

But lying is impossible. Uncle Yuan's candid face made An Xiaomu unable to violate his conscience.

An Xiaomu's figure in the shadow was shaking, not sure if it was caused by the fierce night wind.