That night, Liu Yiyi was pushed into the bedroom by Qiao Yutong.

In the bedroom, there is a pink bedside lamp. In the air, lingering a wisp if there is no fragrance.

Liu Yiyi has a congenital sensitivity to fragrance. She immediately recognized that it was the smell of the herb in the yard downstairs. Secluded. Light, with a hint of sweetness.

Murong Yunze is not in the house.

Liu Yiyi was relieved and locked the door without thinking.

Just sat down on the edge of the bed. It bounced back like a spring.

She leaned over to see that the newly wedded bedding she had used last night had been replaced with a bed of white and purple flowers. Elegant and quiet.

The color. Liu Yiyi likes it.

At least, it diluted some of the vulgar red.

At least, it diluted some of the festive irony.

Such a marriage. Are you happy? Is it worth using the red color for catharsis and extravagance?

She turned and sat down on the sofa.

Inside. It's very quiet. It's like a soundproof wall.

Yu Tong smiles with Liu Yiyi outside the door and leaves.

Think of the words left when Yu Tong left. Liu Yiyi couldn't understand.

All right, ladies.

Is it all right? What's the meaning of this?

And then there is. When Yu Tong gets home, she goes upstairs in a hurry. What does she look for Murong Yunze? Is it really snake medicine? Give snake medicine. More than half an hour?

It's weird.

Maybe it's too long to sleep in the afternoon. Liu Yiyi doesn't feel sleepy.

Disk sits in front of the computer and turns on the computer.

Windows and doors. Half open, night wind can not bear loneliness, from time to time to play with the thin white curtain.

Floating in the fragrance of flowers into the house, into the nose, more and more rich.

Opening the home page, Liu Yiyi directly typed a line on Baidu: the flower language of qianqu CAI.

Baidu aunt is very conscientious, immediately reply: lonely.

Lonely?

Is Murong Yunze lonely?

He has parents and brothers, he has business partners, he has a wide range of relations, he has friends from all walks of life.

Will such a person be lonely?

Yes, many friends and many family members do not necessarily mean that they are not lonely. Loneliness is a kind of spiritual feeling and a spiritual feeling.

It's too high to be cold.

He is no small second generation of power. This summary of thousands of years of experience must be appropriate for him, right?

However, Liu Yiyi is not willing to accommodate Murong Yunze like this!

Even if Murong Yunze is lonely because of his birth, because of his environment, because of his loneliness, he is gloomy because of his loneliness, which leads to the distortion of human nature, which can not be forgiven.

How many high-level people, their peaceful and tolerant treatment of people, their sunny and energetic style, has been respected and respected by people in the world.

In the heart of a group of random Xu, Liu Yiyi did not want to visit the web page.

After turning off the computer and taking a shower in a hurry, she lay on the big bed with some trepidation.

The surrounding environment is very strange, the breath in the quilt is also very strange, in the air, with a ray of oppression like suffocation. Liu Yiyi wants to sleep with her eyes closed, so that she won't think nonsense.

However, whenever she closed her eyes, she opened them in a hurry. She was afraid that Murong Yunze suddenly appeared in front of the bed, suddenly opened the quilt and got into the bed, and suddenly raped herself.

She didn't dare to close her eyes.

Staring at the ceiling.

On the ceiling, refract a few wisps of light, they are like the sparkling water waves, twisting Abstract dance.

The lines dance and twist, forming various patterns.

Also do not know how long, the orbit is very sour, the eyes inside seem to be unable to move.

But she did not dare to close her eyes.

On the bedside table, a cup of warm and cool water has been prepared.

This is the habit of Liu Yiyi from small to big.

She likes to drink water, day and night.

I don't know. Who in this family understands this habit.

That's a good idea.

Confused in her, unable to sit up, just side over the body, touched the cup, hard to drink a few big.

Keep watching the moonlight on the ceiling.

Gradually, sleeping God came to visit.

In sleep, a door opened, a tall figure slowly approached the big bed, slowly, bow son.

He reached out and touched his greasy face, but he didn't respond.

Then, gently opened the quilt, tall figure very light hidden into the quilt.

Stretch out the right arm and gently fold the tiny head into the arms.

The people in my arms still sleep soundly. It seems to be doing some sweet dream, she even arched into each other's arms, panting slightly, sending out an attractive murmur.She still closed her eyes, the light of the light on her face, as if it was a peach blossom in the breeze.

Her eyebrows and eyes are more and more charming; her lips are more and more ruddy.

Her hands, unconsciously, were put on her sweaty waist.

His face, her reaction, her coquettishness, all the more inspired him!

He's crazy.

At this time,

Dong Dong Dong!

Knock on the door, from light to heavy.

He stopped and listened.

When he found that the knock was not coming from the door, he was suddenly furious!

Damn madman, are you finished?

He gave a low roar and rolled over.

Grabbing the morning silk with white background and blue stripes, I set about in a random way, and I went to the place where the sound came out with slippers!

Night, more and more dark, stars and moon hidden in the thick clouds. A few birds were startled, bleak, fluttering black wings, toward the distance of the mountain Dai.

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