Secret love becomes a marriage

Joy, he's happy what?

Like hearing the answer in her heart, he slowly said, "Ji Zimo, I'm very happy that you're jealous of me."

Hearing what he said, she wanted to retort and say, "I'm not jealous."

On his eyes, those deep black eyes rippling with joy, the words couldn't come out.

In fact, what he points out is the truth!

What anger, what grievance, but just jealous, jealous, jealous of him walking with the fawn, jealous of him taking the fawn breakfast, jealous of him letting the fawn lie on his podium and talk to him... Jealous, really jealous.

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Yes, I like her a little more than crying. I like her now. She is jealous, angry and possessive of him.

It was like what he had seen many years ago, her little temper towards the man, and her jealousy.

He also gave back to her all the jealousy, envy and jealousy he had tasted from her and the man at that time.

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"I, I went to class first."

In silence, embarrassment and shyness are all there. Ji Zimo earns another hand and wants to stay away from Gu Shubai.

He grasped tightly, and she couldn't resist him with great strength.

"What are you going to do?" a voice like anger and Jiao came out of his mouth. Ji Zimo was a little surprised and hurriedly raised his hand to cover his lips.

It was too late. A man's low smile sounded in his ear, with teasing and good mood.

Hearing his smile, Ji Zimo's face was dry and angry: "what are you laughing at?"

"I'm yours."

Stunned, because he suddenly threw down this sentence. What is he talking about? He looked up at him and tried to see some antecedents from his eyes. No, those eyes were invisible black.

But she still wanted to ask to confirm that her hearing had not gone wrong: "what did you just say?"

She looked up, because surprised, her eyes were wide open, like goldfish eyes, and much more beautiful than many, her nose was a little red, probably just making a lot of trouble, lips did not touch a little lip gloss, lipstick and other things are very tender, like the early March opened peach blossom, so that people's eyes can not help but be attracted by what they are.

"Why don't you talk, you talk..." he stared at himself, looking at him with a look in his eyes, but he didn't speak for a long time, which made Ji Zimo very nervous. She pushed his chest and asked for a repetition.

"Well, I said, who was that man just now?"

Why is this man so jumping.

"You're not the one who just said this sentence, but you repeat that sentence." Ji Zimo was stunned, stupid and angry. He grabbed his shirt with both small hands and said fiercely and urgently.

"What did I say?"

"You said..."

"Say what?"

"You said, said I was yours."

"Oh?" the man raised his eyebrows and smiled, "well, that's right. You're really mine."

"You..." obviously he said this. She just repeated it. How did she say it? After a pause, Ji Zimo woke up. This guy dug a hole for her to jump, and she jumped foolishly according to his words.

"Asshole," she snapped.

People in front of them smile, the corners of their mouths rise, and the radian is beautiful and charming.

"I won't talk nonsense with you here. I'm leaving." for a moment, the little girl's mind broke out completely.

"Don't you want to hear what I just said?"

"You won't say it again." Ji Zimo's eyes brightened and then dimmed.

"Ken said." he stroked her clothes in his spare time.

"Then you say," Ji Zimo said excitedly. She noticed that his eyes were hot, and she bowed her head.

"Well, I said I'm yours." in order to match her height, he put his hands on her waist and made her feet step on his feet with a strong force. There was no gap between them. He lowered his body, put his lips close to her round and lovely ear beads, gently bit it, and then put the words into her ears.

In the south of this season, the weather has gradually reached the hottest time. It's muggy, windless and dry. Ji Zimo's heart is like the weather of this season, muggy and dry.

However, the dryness in her heart is somewhat different from the dryness and heat of the weather. It will not make people feel bored and dislike this summer. It is a kind of dryness and heat that people like.

"Why, don't you talk? Don't you want to listen again? If I say it now, you have nothing to say to me? Or express your opinion?"

Give her some time to be silent and digest. This was what he had planned, but he was also curious. How would she react when she heard him say this? In addition to what he said and her surprise after hearing it, what else would she react? Will you be happy? Will she like the "loyal dog heart" he expressed to her? Just as he likes her to be jealous of him.

"What, what? You're mine, I don't believe it." Ji Zimo stammered a sentence. Finally, before Gu Shubai opened his mouth, he followed a paragraph of shouting: "say it's mine, go with others, take the breakfast sent by others, and let others come so close to you and talk to you, liar, asshole."

Tangled so far, it can't be melted. What else can it be if it's not jealous? I've long recognized it. Now don't deny it, and I'm reluctant to deny it. Ji Zimo climbed onto the man's shoulder and leaned back with some difficulty: "you can't be so close to others. You, you just said you're mine."

The latter sentence is very quiet. If you don't listen carefully, you will definitely miss it.

Fortunately, he had excellent hearing and absorbed all the little words in his ears.

She will be jealous, she will be emotional because of him, she will begin to express her exclusive desire for him, and her emotions other than joy will be unified and disappear.

He held her closer to himself, as if to rub her into his body: "no one, no one can do this except you."

As he spoke, his lips invaded, from his lips, to his neck, and then down... He lifted the hem of her clothes to the clavicle, revealing a large area of charming snow-white and shy pink.

Crisp, itchy and full of feeling rose from his chest. It was no longer his destruction alone. She followed him to the ultimate joy.

However, there are some bad scenery people.

Not far away came the sound of light or heavy footsteps and the sound of men and women talking.

This is not their home, or in the school, and even here is the school administration building. Then, whose are the footsteps, laughter and conversation?