Chapter 834: Bamboo horse, he is very cold (71)

When the rain is raining, the end of the season is accompanied by
Fan Wai·An Zhen
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An Zhen this person's life, cold and indifferent, pure white and elegant, the only thing that is difficult to talk about, when you are in your teens, when you are ignorant of your situation, you will have a dream.
At that time, he had not established a relationship with Xiao Qingmei at the door. He even did not understand his feelings for her. He just used to get along with each other every day.
There are always girls in school, blushing, stuttering and asking: "An classmate, you... do you have a girlfriend?"
The ampoule will calm down and answer: "No."
He didn't think about these love things at that time, and he was far from being close to the girls. Over time, the girls finally didn't have anyone to bother.
When I got home, the teenager read the book as usual, and then I heard someone knocking on the door. After opening the door, it was really a lively little green plum. I used the homework to find him as usual. "An Ang, I have a question."
He sideways let people come in, closed the door, and whispered the subject as usual. The girls in the school didn’t see this scene. Otherwise, they saw the little of learning, actually gave a small one. The girl said something... I am afraid to be shocked by the chin.
An Zhen did not realize that he had never liked to contact people. He did not mind if he faced Xiao Qingmei. He would talk to her very close. If she said no, he would not feel impatient, but would think. Is it not clear where you are...
This gives only one person's preferential treatment, but he never thought about the deep meaning. Anyway, the two people are intimate relatives, and they are used to the distance of relatives.
After he finished the topic, he bowed his head and asked: "Do you understand?"
The girl looked up and "understood..."
When she didn't finish her words, the white forehead rubbed the thin lips of the boy, and both of them squatted. Yu Chu smiled embarrassedly, squatting, and looked down as usual.
She didn't react, just as a small accident.
Anzhen didn't care too much, but the touch of the lips against the skin, inexplicably has come to mind. The brain that has always been calm and indifferent is hard to get up... He doesn't know what happened to him.
The girl looked down at the subject, kneeling on the table, sitting with two people, she looked almost like in his arms, An Zhen suddenly moved away from the line of sight, and took a deep breath, only slowly and calmly coveted to continue to explain.
He was relieved until the girl left.
Xiao Zhu Ma does not know what this means, just sleeping at night, reading the book and lying down, inexplicably feel a little angry, different from the quiet of the past.
He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling quietly, beautifully on the squat, and the lashes were sharply curved.
Thinking of the casual skin contact today, he silenced for a moment and silently turned over.
It is rare for the old monk to sleep without lying in a coffin, and to pry his own long arms and close his eyes.
The consciousness was faint, and he felt that someone had come over and sat next to him and pulled him away.
The teenager frowned slightly and turned his face - then squinted and stared at the girl in front of him.
She was undressed, her long hair was scattered on her body, her skin was white and delicate, and she smiled at him.
"Chu..."
The clear voice of the boy snorted, and before he responded, he was pressed down, and the girl's soft lips stuck up and kissed his lips.
The ampoule was clear and clear, and the light gradually became blurred. He breathed a few mouthfuls. He reached out and pushed her, and the hand that stretched out stopped on her, but paused silently.
He knows what he thinks.
Although I don't like to be in contact with people, let alone such a skin, and entangled, but in a calm brain, reason is indulged in desire and self-control.
The next morning, the teenager stumbled and opened the beautiful eyes, and the darkness was blurred for a second, then suddenly it suddenly widened and the consciousness was clear.
He sat up, quieted for a while, and opened the quilt.
"..."
The teenager closed his eyes slightly, bowed his head, and slender fingers held the forehead of the day. He paused for a moment, calmly, and looked very calm and got out of bed.
He walked to the window, picked up a corner of the curtain, and looked down on the house opposite Ye's house.
He looked at it for a while and sighed slightly.
Actually doing this kind of dream...
The young boy stood by the window, and suddenly he leaned slightly, and the thin lips were lightly printed on the window through the curtains. He straightened up and rubbed his fingers over the house of Ye's house. His cheeks were slightly red.
When I was young, I thought about her.
He witnessed her experience of growing up, and she is also the imprint of his growth. Anzhen looked at the opposite room and suddenly picked up the lips and felt very good.
In the future, become a girlfriend and become a wife again. This life is really accompanied by...
How wonderful.
He put down the curtains and silently pondered.
The confession is early.
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