Shen Qianshu's tentacles were cold. Yeling took her hand and described the little fat heart on his wrist. Her fingers were slender and round, and looked extremely good. Her knuckles had a deep nest, which was very good-looking. The slender jade fingers brushed every knot of the bracelet, "this is the Sansheng rope you knitted yourself, this stone you polished yourself, familiar?"

In the dream, somehow, she seemed to see Sansheng rope and xiaopangxin, so safely on his wrist.

He sat there, looking at her in silence.

Faded indifference, alienation, like a painting, not as beautiful as mortals.

The sound of Yeling in the middle of the night, with the coolness of moonlight, "as long as I live, it will be in my hand."

She was confused, trying to wake up and open her eyes. She wanted to see what was going on. Was this a dream? Why is it so true? She tried to bite herself deeply, but did not feel the pain. At the critical moment, Yeling put her finger into her lips, and she bit on his fingertip. She desperately wanted to wake up, and the bite was very heavy, and the sharp pain came from the fingertip.

Yeling's face did not change. His tolerance for pain was always very high.

The gunshot wound did not change its face, not to mention the bite.

Shen Qianshu was confused, and his mouth seemed to contain something. The scene in his dream instantly changed, and the atmosphere also changed.

She seemed to go back seven years ago.

One day, Yeling fell asleep on the sofa.

Seven years ago, his side was not so dignified and violent, nor so neurotic. He was like a long-term ill person, distant and cold, inhumane, occasionally very venomous, not blindly with immortality.

At that time, she was bored at work. When learning French, she had nothing to do. She liked to read some novels, pornographic novels, the age of beginning love, and most liked to read some decadent novels. She watched the male and female masters flirt in the novels, and the male masters put his fingers into the female masters mouth to imitate the rhythm of Pa Pa, which was particularly exciting and made Shen Qianshu feel like a deer, Unfortunately, as soon as I looked up, I saw Yeling sleeping on the sofa.

He seemed to be a white shirt that would never change. The 18-year-old Xueba male god in her mind was as handsome and abstinent as Yeling. The two buttons under his shirt were untied, revealing the delicate collarbone. The sun shrouded him in a halo of relegated immortals.

For a moment, she was very timid.

Love at first sight is Plato's love. When we first meet, we always feel abstinent and attractive. The sweetheart always swings in front of her, which inevitably makes him want to be close, but he is really too difficult to be close at ordinary times.

Shen Qianshu slowly approached Yeling. His breathing was very smooth. She was like a large cat, lying beside him and staring at his face.

How can there be such an amazing man in this world.

I can't wait to... Take a bite.

She looked flushed, and the girl was in spring.

So, she did something that she has been excited about so far. She learned the plot of the novel, put her fingers gently on Yeling's lips, and usually spit out harsh words, which is incredibly soft.

Soft and cotton, she grew bolder, gently rubbed, and then vaguely remembered that Yeling's obsession with death and cleanliness, if found, her fingers would not be needed, just when she was like a frightened bird and was extremely ashamed.

Yeling opened her mouth and held her fingers

Including

Stay!

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Fan: fairy, don't counselle, you should have picked him at that time!