Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 2028, the soft first love of the lame (72)

For him, it is also a small gift for her.

Bai Weiwei suddenly lost all the voices, but the more she did not speak.

The more laughter of Jiang Yanxi, the more obvious it is.

I don't know how long the silence has been, Bai Weiwei's voice slammed down: "I... I know, thank you."

Jiang Yanxi's deep eyes, a few more greedy greed.

His voice is no different from the devil who tempts the fallen angel.

The magnetic hoarse voice fell into her ear a little.

"How do you thank me?"

Bai Weiwei seemed to be stunned, and the phone couldn’t hold it.

Of course, it was a murmur soon, and Bai Weiwei was picked up again. She said in a hurry: "I have something I have to hang."

After that, the phone is hung up.

Jiang Yanxi’s face showed a trace of regret, and his face was still too thin.

Then he looked up at the ceiling and suddenly he couldn't laugh.

It’s so cute.

It turns out that she likes a person and she is so shy and helpless.

It’s much more fun to tease her feelings than to go to work.

Jiang Yanxi has never been so clearly aware of his own bad taste and preferences.

For the first time, he clearly saw the image of the girl he liked.

It is Bai Weiwei.

When he used to understand himself, he thought that his favorite person must also be strong and keep pace with him.

Because he is such a person selfish to the limit.

It is impossible to pay.

Will only ask for it.

But what he liked was the waist, the sex, and the innocent girl.

Because it is good to control?

Can he satisfy his pathological possessiveness?

Jiang Yanxi self-analyzed for a while and then smiled helplessly.

It seems that it is not, it is pure, it is Bai Weiwei's heart.

I realized that my heart was moving, and I checked it faster and pushed a lot of meetings and work.

And directly set the day of surgery.

When I went back in the evening, I saw that Bai Weiwei was in the empty space of the living room, wearing simple shorts and long-sleeved clothes and dancing.

She is wearing dance shoes, and the soft dance shoes look up, the ankles and the calves are all beautiful, and the color is round like pearls under the light.

Clearly conservative clothes, Jiang Yanxi heard the sound of his throat rolling up and down.

He pulled away his collar a little bit so that he could relax.

The dance is light and dreamlike, and the fingertips are drawn like flowers.

The neck that hangs down is graceful and beautiful.

Like the moment of turning to the waist, the whole person must stun with the light of the scorpion.

The large dance drama is an ancient background.

She has been rehearsing for a long time, and every move is a thrilling charm.

Jiang Yanxi sat quietly at the door, and his eyes slowly appeared stunning, but behind him was a disturbing heat.

She will be the brightest star on the stage.

He is not good at art, but he has an aesthetic light and knows who can succeed.

Bai Weiwei just lacks the opportunity to let her appear on the big stage.

Her light, even his power can not hide her.

A beautiful person, an unforgettable figure, she will be embarrassed by many people.

But she will also succeed and become a bird that soars on the colorful stage.

Become the most beautiful dancer, and I am enthusiastically sought after by everyone.

Jiang Yanxi only felt that in his heart, those rot and dark emotions had to spread.

It was like going back to his poor house, where he sat quietly and rotted in a dark place.

(End of this chapter)