Beiming Shaoxi took off his coat and threw it on the back of the chair. He sat coldly in a single tiger sofa.

The old man put on his reading glasses and studied carefully: "is it the Sen family? Older or younger? Shao Xi, why don't you go and watch. We An'an has been bullied and you still sit there? "

Beiming night Chen mouth pick smile: "the two girls of Sen family are very flattering to you, grandfather does not like it?"

"She is not welcome to be a guest in the future!" The old man thought that Ji'an was bullied, so he put on his face and puffed out two tones from his nostrils.

"The masses agreed." Beiming yechen sends photos to his mobile phone.

"What are you doing? Keep your grandfather from looking at the picture. "

"Save it as a memorial."

"Give me a copy of my grandfather's cell phone..."

After a pause, the master of Beiming smashed a remote control to some cold air: "when will I get married? When I turn to dust

"Tomorrow." The little seal of the northern Ming Dynasty turned his face and pulled out a strange evil spirit from the corner of his mouth.

Just left, he began to miss her taste, this is really a strange experience.

Want to put her in the palm, not to let anyone covet, but also want to give her space to make a big fuss in the heavenly palace, although she has many tricks.

He must be old to be so boring.

Late at night, the dew of the leaves.

Ji'an's long hair is scattered in the pillow, and her lips are crimson, like the blood secreted in the night, enchanting and mysterious.

Her skin is full and white, like a Sleeping Princess, and her noble breath emanates from her bones.

She tossed and turned in her dream, dreaming that the Su family was brilliant.

Gu's and Su's are equally matched. They are both well-known families. Since she has memory, there has been Gu Nancheng in her world.

Enchanting fog in the dream of thick can not open.

Ji'an walked on the cobblestone path with snow-white feet. Roadside is a sea of flowers, high rose branches thick swaying, fragrance in the night wind.

Thousand foam

A breath of danger approached her.

Before turning back, the body was bumped into the hot embrace, and the whole heart thumped

the wild and uninhibited breath of men sprayed on her back neck, and gently leaned down to kiss her back neck and ears.

He is sentimentally, bit by bit kissing her white skin under the hidden blue blood vessels.

As if the next second will open his mouth to bite off, suck her brightest blood.

Don't always cut me a knife, and run for me to wipe blood dressing, I can't bear.

Ji'an shudders and tries to look back at him.

His bare arms are carved with totems, winged crosses, twined vines, and her name is winding around Qianmo.

Thousand foam, never betray me. I am yours, and you can only belong to me.

……

Ji'an's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He sat up in a nightmare and sang with sweat.

Her brain went blank for a few minutes, and her consciousness returned

I dream about him again.

Gu Nancheng as if in her heart sprinkled a bunch of thorn seeds, crazy growth of thorny vines, she choked.

He's suffocated in his wildness every time.

Ji An gets up and washes and sits in front of the dressing mirror to make up.

Her make-up technique is so close to changing her appearance that the special effects in the film are all small cases for her.

If she wants to, she can make up herself as an old lady in her sixties, and the wrinkles on her face are really true

Of course, it takes some professional tools.

Ji'an's pure face is covered by makeup, and her mobile phone rings.

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