Chapter 48: Really good||long, good||thick

It is the handsome face of the handsome man and god.
However, the man's hair is slightly messy and his face is tired, especially the eyes of the pair of fierce and cold, with a little bit of coldness and a little more elegance.
The long, curled thick eyelashes cast a small shadow on his face, it’s good!
The most terrible thing is the man’s strong body, actually...
It was like a large doll placed in a shopping mall, resting on her with peace of mind, and her head was unconsciously swaying between her neck.
Gu Yu swallowed it.
Not to mention that the man really didn't wake up, he was so dead!
Said that he is three years old, she believes!
She was bold enough to stretch out her thin fingers and couldn't help but lick his eyelashes.
The tip of the finger is itchy.
The eyelashes are really long, thick, and thick!
It feels surprisingly good.
Gu Yu couldn't help but squatted again.
"what are you doing?"
Suddenly, the cold tone sizzled in the ear.
A smothering murderous, swept the body of Gu Yu!
Oops, no man, wake up!
Gu Yu’s fingers are stiff in the air.
Gongjue "啪-" opened her hand and stared at her coldly.
"Stupid woman, still want to count on Laozi? Do you want to measure yourself a few pounds?"
Get up and sprout, and instantly become a get up.
Gu Yu took a painful finger and yelled at him: "You have to rely on me and let you know."
The prince looked down and looked at her little snake waist, where he was buckled.
A piece of soft white and white, it is eye-catching and fascinating.
The palace has a tight throat.
It was hot, and he loosened his hand.
The long legs broke open the quilt, so the red strips entered the bathroom.
In the sound of a piece of water.
Gu Yu, who was tripped over the bed, couldn’t help but burst into a foul mouth: "Rely!"
Do you think that men are schizophrenic? He must be sick! absolute.
This face is faster than flipping a book.
The sensation of the previous second, and the coldness of the last second, is simply two people, the contrast is strong and shocking.
Gu Yu wrapped his sheets and tried to slip out.
As soon as the door was opened, the old face of the deputy bureaucrat stood outside the door: "Hey girl, this is re-customized for you... school uniform."
Hey, let's throw the dead.

Gu Yu and the small group have escaped, and the military camp guards are obviously much stricter.
For several days, Gu Yu did not find a chance to slip away.
Gongjue did not return for a few days on business.
Gu is in a hurry, I want to contact the sanatorium to ask my brother if something is wrong, and I want to contact Xiao Ning to worry about her pregnancy. But the military camp is honestly obeying the order of the monarch, no one dares to give her phone.
Until a week later.
The palace prince came back in vain.
As soon as you enter the door, you will get a cold command:
"Change clothes! Go out to dinner with Lao Tzu!"
Gu Yu is very anxious.
But she knows that the more urgent it is, the more it can't let the other party see it. Otherwise, the handle is firmly in the hands of the other party!
She played with her fingers slowly and looked back and forth at the clean nails of the shell.
Leisurely: "Don't go. Unless...you give me back the phone, I am happy, consider it."
Gong Jue’s face sank.
This little idiot, how is it like a small scorpion, playing temper.
Isn't that a broken phone?
"The road adjutant, take it!" he whispered.
Gu Yu’s heart is happy.
The face is pretending to be indifferent: "I only said that I think about it, I didn't say I promised you."
The palace was cool and eye-catching, and the thin lips were cold: "I haven't said it to you."
Rely on, don't give a man, you are embarrassed.
Gu Yu whipped up his mouth and hated it.
The monarch took the phone and looked at the address book at random.
If it wasn't for today's dinner, he was not happy, but for some reason he had to go. This stupid woman thought that she could have the opportunity to talk to him about the conditions?
Slender fingers, slammed a meal.
The glory of the palace is staring at a name on the address book.
"Xiao Ning Xiaoye."
The face of the prince was so gloomy that it was over the eve of the storm.