Chapter 89

Resakova was giggled again by Zhuoyang's silly look. The big boy is still so unexpected and lovely. She smiled and walked forward, her forehead resting on Zhuoyang's shoulder. Zhuoyang then breathed out a long breath. With the relaxation of breath, the tense PC muscle was relieved, and the other half of the liquid left in the abdomen was gurgling.

So, resakova couldn't help laughing again.

When the light ink is always exhausted, the shallow pond will inevitably dry up. How much more water can be stored in the stomach? The painting was finally finished after a few intermittent flows.

What's the last thing after peeing? Of course it's urinary tremor.

Zhuo Yang involuntarily felt a thrill all over his body, and he shivered with alacrity. This made her laugh again - so cute, my boy so cute.

Risakova smiled, but her hands were not relaxed.

Zhuo Yang is still silly and silly and at a loss, just staring at his girlfriend.

When she had laughed enough, risakova put her lips close to Zhuoyang's, gently swaying on Zhuoyang's lips, and gently held his lower lips. She started softly, like her favorite blue Marguerite.

"Zhuoyang, my boy, I miss you." She kissed his lips again.

as of this moment, everything is perfect. Zhuoyang's loveliness made rysakova forgive his indifference, and rysakova's playfulness also awakened Zhuoyang's strong love again.

Just when he was about to be captured by this tender kiss, just when he was about to respond with a violent kiss.

"Why haven't you been looking for me for so long? Don't you love me?"

The impending passion and love stopped!

She asked Zhuoyang vaguely about her lips, which made Zhuoyang see the scene of that rainy night in his mind. The dirty scene made him feel a little uncomfortable with her lips.

He slightly dodged her lips, he had been so warm and eager to pursue the two soft sexy.

"I, on a rainy day." Zhuoyang said the time node that made him sad for the first time. "That rainy night, I was at the door of the dance building classroom." Recalling that terrible picture again, Zhuoyang's tone gradually became cold.

"At the door of the classroom, I saw something."

With that, Zhuoyang looked at risakova quietly. He wants an explanation, even a false one. Whatever the explanation, Zhuoyang can use it to persuade himself. No matter what explanation, Zhuoyang is willing to accept. As long as Ruisha tells him personally, Zhuoyang will choose to accept.

At this time, the first love of the green and astringent youth needs only a step, not even how perfect this step is. As long as it is a step, he needs to take this step as an excuse to convince his pride.

Maybe, at this time, she just needs to say "I'm sorry" or "I love you" and everything will disappear. Maybe in the last hour of 2002, they will love each other again and for a long time.

Maybe it will always be just maybe, there is no hypothesis in life, because time passes and never looks back, just like the year 2002 is about to pass.

Although risakova has guessed the probable cause, she is still very embarrassed to be exposed so abruptly by Zhuoyang. After all, it's not a glorious scene, especially in front of the man who loves and cherishes. The embarrassed risakova is a little flustered, which is very urgent. It seems to tell her that if she doesn't solve the dilemma immediately, the little girl will lose her favorite toy forever.

Seeing Zhuoyang looking at herself calmly, resakova smiled bitterly.

For a while, she could only pretend to be relaxed and said, "my little boy is jealous."

Then she pretended to be naughty and crooked her head. "Will Raisa make up for my little boy?"

Finish saying, Rui Zakova is in Zhuoyang body in front of bend the knee to commit the body. Durian teeth open coral lips gently, and the kiss is smooth and shy.

Zhuoyang was stunned again. He looked at risakova foolishly.

However, this is not what he wants now.

He just wants a simple explanation that can't be simple any more, and then he will break out all his love for Raisa and let it go. Zhuo Yang is a man with a big heart and a big pattern. Although there will be some unhappiness, with the passage of time, that filth will surely be driven away by sincere love.

If risakova can tell Zhuoyang clearly at this moment, it's just her previous mistake. From now on, all she has is Zhuoyang's own. If so, maybe the couple who love each other and kill each other will spend the crazy and satisfying new year's Eve in a romantic and warm place this night.

Tomorrow is the new year. They may love each other for a long time until heaven.

If so, Zhuoyang will use the way they have been longing for for a long time to teach Raisa a a lesson and vent their dissatisfaction and wildness. Again and again, again and again.Although in terms of skill and tactics and experience, it is not certain who teaches.

However, there is no hypothesis in love, just as there is no backflow in time.

Ruisakova's flustered and clumsy performance at this moment made Zhuoyang lose hope. He thought it was her evasion of her questions, even her disdain to answer them.

Looking at risakova's soft blonde hair flowing slightly with her head shaking, Zhuoyang saw the scene of that night. How similar is the situation.

A sense of humiliation arises!

How can you please other men to perfunctory me?!

Unable to resist full of shame and indignation, Zhuoyang suddenly pushed her forward.

"Go away, you old woman!"

Resakova fell in the snow suddenly. Zhuoyang's savage actions and vicious words made her angry. Ruisakova, who is as proud as Xiahua, can't accept Zhuoyang's treatment at all. The old boy suddenly becomes rude and vulgar, and the elegance and loveliness she indulges in disappear without trace.

She got up awkwardly. Her pride was shattered. She could no longer pretend to be light.

Ignoring the snow dregs, resakova stared at Zhuoyang hatefully, gnashing her teeth with shame.

"You go to hell, asshole!"

She resolutely turned around and left.