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Luo Yuhan did not put down the knife in her hand, so she lay on the ground and put on a provocative posture.

Knowing that Mo Yufeng is coming, Luoyu Han has a special idea.

Her skirt and her collar are more white and open.

Especially when she was lying on her side, one hand was holding the back of her head, and the other was wandering back and forth on her waist.

The skirt is very short, so you can see the clothes in a corner.

The black miniskirt is the dress that Luo Yuhan has never worn in front of Mo Yufeng.

The smoky makeup on her face makes her look decadent. Decadence and decadent smile that are deliberately attracted come up together to make her look different from the past.

Mo Yufeng looks at Luo Yuhan's actions in his eyes, but his eyes are always plain without waves.

Looking at Luo Yuhan, he thinks of Gu xiatong.

A long time ago, Gu xiatong never cared about what he was wearing in front of him.

Enchanting and pressing, the indescribable temperament on the body is particularly attractive.

Can pure can demon, this is mo Yufeng first see Gu xiatong, a word flashed in the brain.

Those expressions were made by Gu xiatong, whether they were deliberately teasing, pretending to be innocent, or startled by nature and human beings.

Mo Yufeng feels very natural.

It seems that she should be such a changeable posture, no matter what kind of do it is handy and can achieve their own goals.

And luoyuhan in front of him.

Mo Yufeng maintains the posture of standing straight, looking at luoyuhan from a high altitude, and has no taboo to her like this.

But the eyes are light, such as looking at a vegetable soup, no salt, insipid.

After being watched for a long time, Luo Yuhan thought that Mo Yufeng was going along with the trend at first, and then he gradually felt some shame.

She looked up at that side of the deep and distant eyes, there is no imagination of the length and bone.

Always so insipid.

My heart suddenly understood. Luo Yuhan stood up and pulled her skirt. It looked normal.

"I finally understand that it's not only my people who can't get into your heart, but also my heart can't reach your eyes."

The words of this moment are true enlightenment.

Cover up those not calm in the heart, Luo Yuhan straight look at the eyes of Mo Yufeng.

"I remember when I fell in love with you, there were many times when I could sleep together in the same bed. Every time I took the initiative, but at the last moment you stopped and said that you were responsible for me, or you could find some excuse. Every time I kiss, I can only kiss the corner of your mouth. Even if I attacked that time, I could touch your lips You haven't been interested in me since then

Luoyuhan calmly tells the story of that year.

Ten years ago without Gu xiatong, Mo Yufeng is her own.

In the confession Mo Yufeng get his consent, she was excited for several nights can not sleep.

At that time, I felt that my dream had come true. The man who didn't see everything in his eyes could see her.

How confident I used to be, how ridiculous it is now.

Most of them are his own active memories of Mo Yufeng, and frame by frame come into my mind, such as a dense net that binds Luoyu culvert tightly inside and can't get rid of it.

She is willing to sink in that kind of net for a lifetime without looking back, because in the dream is she and Mo Yufeng.

However, the reality slapped her face hard, and the cheek hurt hard.

But she has been unable to see clearly, left face north hit again was hit right face, once again of the pumping pain.

Until both sides of her face were beaten and swollen, she still had a little competition with herself, with Mo Yufeng, with this separated ten years.

"At that time, I didn't cover your heart, so it was my own wishful thinking."

Smoke makeup is still hanging on the face, Luo Yuhan did not go to clean.

The tears in the eye socket should not fall, Luo Yuhan looks at Mo Yufeng as wide as possible.

"The day I took Xiaoyu away, I called to tell you to meet in the old place. You promised to come down without asking. I thought you remembered our past and still had feelings for me."

Up to now, Luo Yuhan's heart still has a trace of extravagance.

As a result, Mo Yufeng broke all her extravagant hopes in the next sentence without leaving a complete place.

Mo Yufeng said: "just memory is too good."

Luo Yuhan nodded.

Indeed, she knows how good memory Mo Yufeng has.

At that time, all subjects were a +, and some things could be remembered at a glance.

The next time someone asks, and he is willing to answer, that knowledge will be useful.

His eloquence and omnipotence are so impressive that many girls like him.

Many people in the school like him, but he only accepted her pursuit.So she always thought that she was in the heart of Mo Yufeng, always different.

Later, I heard that she was the first love of Mo Yufeng. At that time, I was more proud.

The book says that first love is different for men, and it is a woman who will let men remember for a lifetime.

Luo Yuhan thought it was the same.

But when she saw what Mo Yufeng had done to Gu xiatong, she was sad to find that she didn't even count her first love. At most, she could only count the episode before the first love.

"Come in for a long time, and think that I am willing to make up a dream for myself."

This word said a little bit sad, the look on Luo Yuhan's face is indescribable.

Mo Yufeng just looked at, pursed his lips, only listened to her in there a person to talk to himself, not to interrupt.

If you have no feelings for one, don't give her any hope.

Mo Yufeng has been practicing his own principles.

He was very cold to luoyuhan, and he didn't even give her hope.

After knowing that luoyuhan still has feelings for him, he has never been able to give luoyuhan an illusion.

So I don't know what she misunderstood.

It's also the difference between men and women.

Wait to see Luo Yuhan calm down, Mo Yufeng asked: "antidote in your hand?"

"Yes." Luo Yuhan nodded.

"Give it to me."

"No Luo Yuhan shook his head.

Aware of the ink Yufeng line of sight suddenly sharp, cold eyes to straight to the bone.

At that moment, it was freezing cold.

Luoyuhan's back is stiff, wearing a short skirt under the cover of the eyes, such as falling ice cellar.

"Give it to me." Yufeng Mo repeated.

"No Luoyuhan still shakes his head.

The next second, Mo Yufeng's hand pinches Luo Yuhan's neck, and his knuckle distinct fingers gradually exert themselves.

A panic of suffocation hit, the air is less and less, breathing more and more tight.

"Give it or not?" It is fierce and insidious.

"No Not to... " Luo Yuhan said with difficulty.

Then she felt the breathing in her throat getting harder and harder.

Feeling the death approaching, Luo Yuhan felt that he was dead like this.

Die in the hand of Mo Yufeng.

Well deserved death.