The pretty young man, who was not fatal, woke up early, but the monsoon smoke was not at ho. When she ca back, Linghe didn't even have ti to say a word to the monsoon smoke, so he saw his young lady enter the house in a fierce way and closed the door tightly.
Even though the monsoon smoke can't hide now, she subconsciously wants to avoid the beautiful young man who has been hit twice in a row by her, but
He left one of the wounded aside and didn't ask. He was a little bit unkind. After hesitating for a while, he took two bottles of pills he had made before and went to the room where the beautiful young man rested.
It's already afternoon, the sun is not as dazzling as noon, the sun is falling from the window, bringing a little warmth to the whole room.
When the monsoon smoke ca to the door of the house, I saw a shadow of Qingcheng sitting quietly on the chair facing the window, and the warm sunshine fell on the man, as if he had been plated with a layer of light golden light, as if the beauty was not real.
For a mont, the monsoon smoke thought that it had seen the immortal falling into the mortal world.
the boy sat in the room. The long eyelashes ford a small shadow on his eyeliner, which obscured the strears of his eyes.
As if soone appeared, the young man raised his head slowly, his black and white eyes were as bright and profound as black diamonds.
He was slightly shocked by the monsoon smoke. Before that, she didn't feel anything. This was the first ti she "looked" at this young man. Those eyes, which are really the best eyes that monsoon smoke had ever seen, are calm and profound, with isolation and loneliness.
"Are you awake? Do you feel better? " The monsoon smoke cald the mind and pretended to walk calmly to the "victim" and sit down.
The beautiful young man looked at the monsoon smoke indifferently, after a long silence, he suddenly said: "you saved ?"
Looking at the pretty face of the beautiful young man, perhaps because Nathan finally had the hope of recovery, her mood also flew up. After a mont's heart failure, she smiled at the beautiful face, holding her chin with one hand, even without red breath, and said: "yes, I saved you."
No problem!
She did save him, didn't she?
As for Besides, he didn't ask, did he
I thought that the Arican youth association was grateful for the help, but he just glanced at the monsoon smoke and didn't speak again.
The monsoon smoke slightly raises eyebrows, looks at so strange young people in front of her eyes, the bad factors in her body suddenly beco active at this mont, her eyes turn slightly, looks at the handso face of the young people and says: "you have nothing to say to ?"
The young man shook his head, but then his brow began to wrinkle again. He raised his eyes and looked at the monsoon flue: "I don't call it Liuhuo."
"……" The monsoon smoke froze for a while. It took a long ti to rember what "Liuhuo" was about.
Suddenly, the face of monsoon smoke was a little embarrassed, but soon, the corner of monsoon smoke's mouth climbed up a bad and evil smile. She held her chin in one hand and looked at the teenager with bad intention and said: "do you know how to say sothing? "
the beautiful young man looks at her in silence.
"The grace of saving lives should be promised by an example. I saved you. According to the rules, you naturally want to promise by an example, don't you? Little fire. " Monsoon smoke laugh very frivolous, that expression, like enough to flirt with two young bad won.
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