Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

Her body wearing a thick bathrobe, the strictty of the whole body.

Her lips, like a bright cherry, slightly, such as the blue-shaped aroma, so quietly.

In the nose of Li Wen Cang, his nose, slowly, dripping a drop of blood.

That dripping is so dripping on the casiamete of the leaf, and the Wen Qingcang did not expect himself so weak ...

He quickly reached out and wanted to wipe off the blood on the clavicle.

Nai, his movements let the hustle and dump of Ye Xiangxin pull a mouthful of mouth, showing the round of the leaves and the beautiful clavicle.

That still has not dried brunette, there are a few very naughty hanging on the shoulders of the leaves.

The skin is ink, so that the efforts can't help but look down, and taste the fragrance of the leaves of the leaves.

She is really fragrant.

Avoidors.

Ye Sweetheina is full of affection, just like the movement of Li Wen Cang, can't help but laugh.

that's nice.

that's nice.

Different brother, I am so good.

My life, you are so good.

In this world, because I have you, I am so happy.

Differen brother, do you know?

For me, you are the brightest stars in the night, you use your Qinghui, illuminate my way.

Because I have you, I can maintain a kindness.

Because I have you, I can see the different landscapes on the road.

Placed on the ground or the candle on the table, slowly burning, the temperature in the room is getting higher and higher.

The flowers in the air are getting more and more concentrated.

After the Ye Sweet Heart, the last wipes clear, and gradually be gradually seen in the sea. Look at the concearation.

Sui Hao kisses the lips of Ye Xiangxin, his kiss, this time, is not gentle.

More like a typical overbearing.

Two slender arms around the leaves are in the neck of the Hustang.

She is comfortable to squint and relax will give him all.

In the silent room, the man rang to the wild ambition.

With the wheezing of the Hustang Cang, Ye Sweethe is like a kitten as fine.

That sound is so thin, so light, then you turn, so sweet.

The night is deep.

The moon hanging on the tree, quietly hiding into the back of the cloud.

Sweetheart. "

"I love you."

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Thousands of words, at this time, only the three words are made.

Ye Sweet Heart with wet eyelashes, slightly, she knows, she knows.

he loves her.

She loves him.

The two love each other.

The soul is integrated with the flesh and truly integrates.

And this night, in the lower abdomen of Ye Xiang, there was a seed of the Wen Cang.

Thousands of seeds, like running in a warm place like a warm place.

They strive to run.

I want to arrive at the warm place as soon as possible.

In combination with another seed, combine together, slowly give birth to a new life.

Since then, this new life.

It is their testimony tonight.

It is the crystallization of their love.

For a whole night, the sorrowful and tired, he seems to make this for decades to make up.

As long as the Hustang Cang eats this bowl of special braised flesh, he only knows that it turns out ... The real braised meat is more delicious than the braised meat in the dream.