Chapter 187: You are mine i am yours

Dragon pointed to the white nightgown day by day, and raised an eyebrow.
Yang Zimei understood that this girl was forcing her to change her dressing gown. If she didn't change it, he would not wear clothes!
You ruthless!
Yang Zimei rolled his eyes at him and reluctantly picked up the nightgown and entered the bathroom.
Waiting for her to change clothes, she saw that the black pajamas were lying on the bed half-lying day after day, opening the neckline, exposing the big breast muscles, and two straight long legs bowed lazily ...
Grunt!
Yang Zimei clearly heard his throat rolling and swallowing ...
At this time, Dragon's pupils lit up day by day--
Yang Zimei, who put on a white silk robe, wore dark black hair straight down to her waist, her eyebrows were picturesque, her skin was like white jade, and she was exuding a faint fluorescence, just like the nine-day goddess. She was spotless and fluttering. To be immortal.
The eyes of the two are facing each other ...
An invisible flame ignited in the air, letting the hearts of the two people miss and beat at the same time, then beating strongly.
Yang Zimei bowed her head shamefully ...
The fascinating bright red quickly bloomed on her pale face, like a water lily, very shy ...
"Come here to sleep!"
Long opened his arms day by day, Shen said, "I'm sleepy!"
Yang Zimei raised his eyes and looked at him. In order to transfer the embarrassment and embarrassment, he picked up the mahogany sign from the desktop and handed him: "Well, this is a magic weapon for you, can be used to prevent evil."
Dragon's eyes became brighter and brighter, blue, like a gem.
He sat up, "Help me fast."
Yang Zimei walked behind him, wrapped the rope around his neck, his fingers touched his skin, and he slightly moved, making her breathing a little sharp.
She forced herself to calm down, knotted it carefully, and tied the wooden sign to his neck.
Looking at the wooden sign, I don't know why, her thoughts suddenly diverted to a little black dog raised by the uncle in the childhood village, and a sign was hung on the neck, and she couldn't help laughing.
"What are you laughing at?"
Long day by day, Long suddenly pulled his hands back, hugging her waist, and letting her body close to his hot back.
Yang Zimei twisted her waist in embarrassment, struggled out, and shouted in a low voice, "Be serious, no matter what, I won't want you to come here in the future."
"To you, I don't want to be serious." Long stretched his hands again day by day, pulled her into his arms, and sat on his lap. "Anyway, we are already in bed together, then hug and hug so what?"
Yang Zimei: ...
He was right!
His relationship with him is indeed too ambiguous!
"Eyebrow--"
Long whispered in her ears day by day, "Since ten years ago, I have identified you!"
After hearing this, Yang Zimei's heart was beating again ...
She raised her eyes and looked at his eager pupils, which were blue and black in the dark, "Why? Did I save you?"
"No, from the moment I opened my eyes and saw your tiny body, I thought about guarding you all my life."
"This one……"
Yang Zimei stepped down from his leg. "It doesn't seem to be familiar enough between us, and I don't know how I feel about you."
"I will wait for you to understand slowly! You are mine, and I am also yours. This is an unquestionable fact." Long said with certainty every day.
"People are independent and no one should belong to them." Yang Zimei felt that Dragon's was really strong, which made her a little disturbed, and she really couldn't be sure what she was holding on to Dragon. Feelings.