Chapter 414: Warm treasure, I am hurting 64

"Take you to see my casting site?" The number of warmth went down the street for a while, and suddenly he came back and said this with Qian Qianmo, and when he said this, he was slightly lifting his chin. Lined with her round face, it is very pleasant.
It’s like... it’s like a child who shows his treasure with an adult.
晟 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨The girl's hand is very clean and white, and the fingers are thin and white, as tender as the peeled shallots, clutching his fingers, in sharp contrast with his, in contrast, his skin color is After a few years of exposure, the bronze color was exposed.
Qian Qianmo subconsciously slowly used his long and powerful fingers to hold the small hand of the person. The feeling is very complicated. He wants to wrap him in the palm of his hand and carefully care for it, and he wants it.蹂rou躏 Such a clean and white hand, 晟 墨 墨 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概 大概
So, I only dared to squeeze her soft hand gently.
"Uncle Uncle, can you hurry?"
"I want to walk slowly with you."
"I don't want to walk slowly with you."
"Oh."
As soon as the voice fell, the number of warmth screamed, and someone rudely took her to the back. The key was that his strength was also great. Picking her up seemed to be a simple lifting.
"What do you do, what you become, what kind of system..." This is still on the street, and the number of warmth has just been picked up. Not long after, many people have cast their eyes on them. The number is warm and the skin is very thin, usually with him. It’s okay for a person to make a joke. At this moment, he was so teased by him. When he warmed up, he blushed a face, and soon he even climbed the red cloud with his ear.
"So fast, where is the foundry warm?"
"You let me down first!"
"Do not."
A few warmth scratched his neck and made a killer: "I, I have to cry again."
After a thousand pauses, I finally put down the number of warmth. The number of warm eyes is really shallow and red, and the water is moist, a little pitiful.
晟 Thousands of ink touched the tears in her eyes, the voice was low, very helpless: "Do you have a switch here?"
"What..." The number of warmth sucked the nose, and the whole person was just hanged on the shoulders of Qian Qianm, so that it was still very blind.
"When I cried, I cried." Qian Qianmo hooked her lips and looked down at her little face and kissed her tears, as if she wanted to seal her tears, half a lie: "Now not Cried."
The number of warmth had not yet had time to recollect what he had said, and he was covered by his thin lips, with the exclusive smell of the man, and kissed her eyes.
The number of warmth licked and licked the eyelashes of the water vapor, as if sweeping his face, the moment, the electric shocked heart.
It seems to be back to the scene where she first took the initiative to kiss him four years ago.
The number of warmth is unclear for a moment, just for a moment, the feelings of the heart are surging, which kind of taste is sour, which kind of taste is sweet.
The number of warmth lowered his head, sucked his nose and said, "I didn't cry."
Deceived him.
He is serious about himself.
The number of warmth said in my heart, and I couldn’t help but blink my eyes, and when I looked up, it was good again.