Chongfei Manual

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Wei Wei raised his lips and indifferently said: "Go away."

Li Wei did not move, still hang his eyes, with a little indifference, with a little bit of a look at Wei Wei.

One of his hands was placed on the railing on the second floor, seemingly random, but his fingers were dark. Wei Wei saw that he did not move, and simply walked around him. For the people who did not want to see, the best way was to ignore and ignore.

However, Li Wei did not want her to leave, and her arms stretched out, holding Wei Wei's wrist tightly.

Wei Wei stopped, and this smelled the strong taste of his wine. Only then did she want to leave, and she did not pay attention to him. She saw his eyes blurred, and the eyebrows were low pressure. At first glance, it was the ugly state of drunken people. He is even more disgusted. Wei Wei pumped his wrist and his voice became impatient: "Li Wei, do you still think you are not humiliating?"

Xu is the phrase that spurred him. Li Yan’s eyes were overcast, but instead of releasing her, they held it tighter. His forced posture approached Wei Wei, and she put her on the hanging flower door behind her, leaned over and looked at her condescendingly. "How can I lose face? You talk about it?" He leaned into her ear, low. Lowland, deliberately said: "Small?"

Wei Wei’s face sank and raised his hand and greeted him on his face—

This time Li Wei had experience. In the moment when her hand hit his face, he took her wrist and smiled and said: "Why, I want to hit me once? You said that you are on me. Is there still less wound left?" He grabbed Wei Wei’s hand and put it on his face, "Here." As he said, he went down and slid from his chin to his chest. "Here..." and then moved again. On the left, I pressed it heavily. "And here, Wei Wei, you have the ability, you hurt me so many times, I don't want to kill you at all."

Wei Wei’s eyes were calm and he was not shocked. “That’s because you deserve it.”

"Yes, I deserve it." Li Xiao smiled softly and buried her head in her neck. She almost smothered the faint fragrance of her body. "I should provoke you to live, I should be soft to you, deserve to live... I like it. you……"

After all, Zhang mouth, bite down on her neck.

Wei Wei took a breath of air and struggled to earn, but Li Wei was just like crazy, hugged her hands tightly and prevented her from moving. Fortunately, they are in the innermost part of the corridor, there will not be too many people to see, most of the guests downstairs are listening to the bullets, no one pays attention to what happened in this small corner.

Wei Wei felt so painful that she even felt that her neck was bitten by him. She gnawed her teeth and said: "Li Wei, you are a madman."

Li Wei did not refute, he also felt that he was crazy. Since she saw her at the Zhaoyang Temple last time, she always remembered how she wore a pomegranate dress and smiled. In fact, on the day of her wedding with Zhao Wei, he also went, but did not enter the Jing Wangfu, he looked outside. He saw her go out from the sedan chair, holding a red ribbon, and was led by Zhao Wei into the Jing Wangfu.

At that time, he thought very much like this, biting her neck so that she couldn't marry anyone, and she couldn't forget him in this life.

Li Wei only felt that the back of the back hit a horrible wind, swept by anger. He probably guessed who was coming. The teeth left Wei Wei’s neck, but did not let go of her. Instead, he put out his tongue and licked her wound. He smiled and said: "I have been crazy."

Li Yan’s neck was tight and was lifted from the back.

Zhao Wei holds his neck, his back is blue, and the five fingers suddenly close, and his neck will be cut off in the next moment. Zhao Yimei Feng quenched a layer of anger, and the body was chilly. When Wei Wei saw his movements, he threw Li Wei from the second floor!

The people on the first floor are listening to the Pingtan with great interest. Who knows that a person suddenly descends from the sky, and slams into the stage!

The men and women who played the song were shocked. They held back and squatted back and forth, and the spectators at the bottom were too scared. The scene was flustered, and some people even tried to test Li Wei’s breath.

When Li Wei just fell down, he borrowed the power of the curtain on the stage. Now the whole curtain was pulled down by him, and he would not fall to death. However, he was still injured. His back hit the table of the Eight Immortals and he was hurt. Li Wei moved and coughed, but he saw a cough of blood.

He looked at the second floor of the samovar, where no one was there.

He couldn't help his eyes, and his lips raised a satirical arc. In the end, he could only use this way to let Wei Wei remember him.

If he knew that he would fall into such a situation when he was eight years old, he would not push Wei Changhong into the water, nor would he shoot the arrow with Wei Wei.

He will find her and give her all the best things.

He wants to like her very much.

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On the other hand, Zhao Wei wrapped Wei Wei with a cloak and took her out from the back door. While walking, she told Zhu Xidao: "Take the glass from the tea pot and send it directly back to the palace, telling her that Wei Wei is here. Let her not worry." The eyes slammed and immediately said: "The tongue of the person who saw the scene just now was cut and sent to Li Wei."

As for Li Wei... He wants to personally clean him up.

Zhu Xi knew that Zhao Wei was referring to the girl who played the song and the attendant of Li Wei. It should be, and turned and disappeared.

At the back door of the tea ceremony, a Wang Qing covered car was parked. Zhao Wei generally did not take the carriage. Presumably this carriage was originally prepared for Wei Wei and Zhao Liuli. Zhao Wei took Wei Wei to the carriage and told the driver to go directly to the British government.

Zhao Yu opened the cloak of Wei Wei, and saw her neck with a tooth print, which was particularly conspicuous on the white jade skin.

Zhao Wei’s eyes were cold and cold, sinking and sinking, his left hand clenched into a fist, and his body was full of terrible anger.

Wei Wei was embarrassed and confronted him.

Wei Wei’s eyes are clear and clean, round and sleek, and smart and intelligent. Zhao Yuke made the anger in his heart, raised his right hand and gently touched her wound and asked: "What hurts?"