How can you: the president is too annoying!

The man's hot lips bit her lips with her most familiar breath. He pried open her teeth and sucked on the taste that belonged to her. Chuxia felt like she was going to be unable to breathe. She raised her hand and wrapped it around his strong back. She couldn' t bear to let go even if she was suffocated to death.

I miss you so much, I miss you so much. Her hot lips pressed against his ear and spoke of her thoughts. He hugged her so hard that he wished he could rub her into his body.

Chuxia raised her arms and wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face in his chest.

All reason vanished in that instant, and they clung and panted.

The dream, after all, was just a dream. There would always be times when he would wake up. He sat by the bed with her little hand in his warm palm." I'm sorry!" ' He said.

She looked into his eyes and saw that the light in those eyes that were once clear and clear enough to see the stars slowly turned from anticipation to desolation. He knew that a word of apology had pushed the two of them into hell.

"I'm sorry, why should I say I'm sorry? What exactly did you do to make me sorry? She did not want to listen to her apology. No, these three words were useless except for the fact that she had been hurt and betrayed. With a cold smile, she staggered back and fell down under the bed.

"I ..." Those arguments were stuck in her throat and she couldn' t say a single word. She wasn' t wrong. This was the truth. No matter what reason he had, it couldn' t be changed. Yes, he had betrayed their love first. He was a sinner and he couldn' t clear his name. He could only plead guilty for his crimes.

At that moment, he saw his shadow slowly disappear in her dark eyes. Not only did he disappear, but also all the attachment in her eyes. He finally knew that he had died in her heart.

He closed his eyes in despair. In fact, when they first started, he knew that they would have such a day. However, he had guessed the ending, but he did not guess the process.

How good would it be to be a prophet? Unfortunately, no!

Perhaps, this is: fate!

"Students from freshman year, students from freshman year, please come to the operation line. The military training university's performance is about to start. Please take your places, students and instructors ..."

Perhaps the earth is warming again, the weather in september is still particularly hot, lazy college students are listless with a sunburnt plateau red face out of the dormitory.

"Come on, we're going to be late. The door of dormitory 302 suddenly opened. Chuxia and a few girls rushed out of the dormitory wearing large camouflage suits. When they saw the bright sunlight on the playground, they still shrank their necks in fear. Could she use her aunt as an excuse not to participate? Early summer, early summer, if today's weather can be as cool as her name as good, tears!

"I have no white space except for the three points. "

"Look, there's the sports department's obamas over there. "

"Don't be silly. Didn't you see that our instructor has changed his face? The girls chirped as they ran into their squad. After nearly ten days of military training, the freshmen gathered from all over the world were already familiar with each other.

She raised her hand and put on her military cap. Suddenly, chuxia was stunned. Chen xiaoya, who was standing behind her, asked," what's wrong? "

Chu xia turned around and whispered into her ear," my bra belt seems to have been decoupled on the left and it fell off." The bra straps now have a hook attached to the bottom, and the shoulders are too thin in early summer, and they often take off without paying attention.

"Shall I hook it for you? Chen xiaoya raised her hand to reach into the large military uniform of early summer.

Chuxia slapped her hand away and looked at the boys around her with a red face, saying," let's find a place where there's no one. There are so many people watching you stretch your hand into my clothes and feel what it looks like." "