Chapter 59: My little girl 51

She clearly painted the eye makeup that was so enchanting, but at this time, the eyes were cold and cold, like a thin layer of frost, and the sound of the sound on the stage was different.
Can be such a number of warm, enchanting eyes, cold eyes, red lips.
Yan Lingyun’s eyes are more blatant, and he even thinks that such a number of warmth is more attractive to him.
His red-naked gaze finally landed on the warm red lips, staring at her, but he put out his tongue and licked his lips. He said very openly: "The four brothers just went to see you." Are you talking to him... in a place like a college? It’s exciting to think about it..."
The number is warm but calmly faint: "The king is waiting for me."
Wen Yan, Ling Ling's rationality is really a few points back, blinked, and finally chose to let go of her hand, what she was going to say to her, but the number of warmth did not return and left.
He looked at the clean back and left in front of his eyes, suddenly thought of something, could not help but gently raised his eyebrows -
This number is warm, watching where the body is soft, her appearance, her little hand, her voice, obviously very soft, but a few times contact, so that Ling Lingyun is more profound, is emanating from her Clear and clear cold air.
This little girl is quite indifferent.
Four brothers like this indifferent girl?
However, at that time, after the warmth of the school, I saw that Qian Qianmo was still waiting for her under the stone steps. The look was as indifferent as ever, without any impatientness. His tall and tall figure was shrouded in the night, she stepped on it. His long shadow came, but he just stepped on it. The man turned around and saw her sneak a step on her own shadow, hooked her lower lip, reached out and pulled her hand, but she was keen to find her wrist. Red, can't help frowning, "What happened?"
The number whispered warmly: "I just met the seven lords."
晟 Thousands of inks are twisted, "How is he?"
A few warm shakes his head, and he simply said something to him, and Qian Qianmo let go of her hand, Shen Sheng said: "In this king."
He did not say how long it took, nor did he say what to do, but the number of warmth was nodded.
However, the number of warmth did not wait too long, she sat on the stone steps and sat quietly, a small hand holding his knees, and occasionally bowed down the stone on the ground and pulled the sand on the ground.
When Qian Qianmo came out, he saw a few warm clothes sitting on the stone steps and playing with the sand. He heard the footsteps behind him. He looked up and looked up. He took a small hand and stood up, taking the initiative to give the little hand He, Qian Qianmo reached out and pulled her little hand, and then, a few warm and pretentiously wiped his clean sleeves with his hand playing with sand.
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"The last time I came out with Wang Ye, I was warm and saw the sale of dragon sugar on the street." Walking down the street, he held his hand and said something.
晟 Thousands of inks smiled lowly. "How did you not see you last time?"
The number is a little embarrassing. Knowing that this "speaking by mouth" was dismantled, the ears were a bit red.
When I saw a small thing and refused to speak, I knew that I was embarrassed, and it was not difficult for her. Instead, she took her to find the tortoise that she had not eaten last time.