No matter how you look for the heart of Fei, should come or will come.

Listening to the continuous explosion of thunder, looking for a face numb.

She is not worried about her husband, but there is a troublesome object around her, Wei Ling.

Although the thunder seems to be inexplicable, it is clear in the heart that everything comes from the rules.

Tianlei has the function of washing the root and bone and purifying the filth. After this time, the husband will only be more powerful.

Of course, there is also world consciousness. The credit of the pit goods, the husband who is in bad luck, is probably attributed to an ordinary person.

Just, ask, why did thunder chop so many times, people in the ball still did not respond?

And this more and more red complexion, thick wheezing is how to return a responsibility.

What kind of play is this TM? It's really irritable.

No, she should be calm, calm, the world is so beautiful, how can she be so irritable, bad, bad.

With the passage of time, the zombies are all cleaned up, Li Yibin also took people to find a good house, the people inside the electric ball have not responded at all.

Looking for the dead frown, which is wrong?

Wei Hongyu was in a garden full of flowers at the moment. The flowers in full bloom were pure white.

In that intoxicating sea of flowers, there is a more brilliant image.

Even if only the side, still beautiful so that his brain has lost the ability to think.

The white and tender face is not flawed by the white flowers.

The peach blossom eyes with clear water are full of warmth and are looking at the Qionghua in her hand.

The shallow pink Ling lip, like the first love, is shy, with the elegance of the Green Pheasant.

It seems to notice someone, slanting over, that one eye is clear and light, clearly still just as gentle, but Wei Hongyu feels cold all over.

Because there was no joy and affection in his eyes.

It shouldn't be like this. Searching won't do this to itself. It won't.

In my heart, I keep telling myself, but my eyes seem to be looking for abuse, always following the man.

"Looking for" seems to be bored by him, frowning: "where do you come from? How dare you be so presumptuous."

Her voice is still familiar with the tone, but the words have eroded into his heart, bit by bit, the air has become thin.

At that moment, uncontrollable anger was overwhelming.

The original blue sky, also full of dark clouds, seems to be completely occupied by darkness at any time.

He is angry and seeks his own. How can he not know himself? How can this person.

At the critical moment, someone came to him and grabbed his hand.

Delicate delicate fingers pierced into his fingers, warm breath in the ear.

Then the more refreshing voice sounded, gently soft, like lazy coquetry.

"Hongyu, Hongyu, wake up, I'm here."

"You're the only one I want to protect. Do you feel it?"

The temperature from his fingers dissipated a lot of anger in his heart.

But as soon as I touched the eyes without temperature in the sea of flowers, the flame began to burn continuously.

It shouldn't be like this, that pair of eyes, it shouldn't be like this.

With the same face, the same eyes, but make such an attitude, who allows, he does not allow, does not allow.

This should be destroyed, fake and inferior products should not exist.

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