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Sun Zhenzhen looked at him for two seconds, pressed the pillow in his hand on his face, and said angrily, "I'll get you the candle and get out of here."

"No, what if I get sick for a while?" Yang Yilin continued to be shameless, but he didn't want to leave.

"What does death have to do with me?" Sun Zhenzhen dragged his slippers into the bedroom. He found a short candle in the dark and threw it on Yang Yilin's body

Yang Yilin's face showed a worried look, "just like this, it won't burn for long. How can I do after burning it?"

Sun Zhenzhen handed him a look that had nothing to do with me. He was determined to let him go.

Yang Yilin held the candle that was cut in his hand and said pitifully, "it was just a misunderstanding just now. I promise that nothing has happened. Please let me stay first. I will leave immediately when the phone calls. Otherwise, no one will know if I am really dead."

"Aren't there a lot of YingYing and Yanyan around you? Can I come with you on any phone call? " Sun Zhenzhen was angry in the heart, staring at him coldly with the faint light of his mobile phone.

"My cell phone is dead." I had expected that she would say so. He turned off his mobile phone before he went out.

Sun Zhenzhen helped his forehead. He was so angry that he said, "you stay here. I'm tired. I'm going to sleep. Please leave after calling."

"Good!" Yang Yilin was quite agreeable.

But Sun Zhenzhen had not gone two steps, and was called back.

"Well, do you have a lighter? How is this candle going to light? "

Sun was really going crazy. He angrily went into the bedroom to find out the lighter for camping and threw it to him. Then he pointed to him and warned, "don't touch anything I have, and don't disturb my rest, or I'll have you look good!"

With that, she waved her fist at him, held up her mobile phone and went back to the bedroom. She slammed the door tightly and locked it three times.

Listening to her lock the door, Yang Yilin squints in the sofa.

Do you really think a small door lock can stop me? Hum.

The small candle light flickered on the tea table, setting off his beautiful and feminine face more and more charming. He gently hooked his lips, brewing a bigger scheme in his heart.

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as soon as sun Zhenzhen climbed into bed, Su Yan called.

Staring at the two words Su Yan on the mobile phone screen, her small heart beat violently.

The corner of her mouth set off a delicate smile, her fingers trembled and opened the answer key.

Su Yan's warm and moist voice, a variety of telephone handset came over, "really, did you sleep?"

Hearing his pleasant voice, sun Zhenzhen's small heart beat more left, and his voice could not hide his joy and excitement.

"Not yet, ready to go to bed, and you?" Sun Zhenzhen felt shy in his voice, especially thinking that he was so close when he untied her seat belt ···

"I haven't, and when I get home, I feel empty. I want to talk to someone for a while, and then I can't help calling you." The soft voice is like a subwoofer, Su and Tiao.

Sun Zhenzhen pursed his lips excitedly, pressed to endure the joy in his heart and tried to keep rational and calm.

"So you mean, I'm your garbage can, listen to you tell your troubles?" Sun Zhen really laughs ha ha jokingly way.

"Why, you are my pistachio ··"

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