Chapter 998: Ghost Face General (44)

He was drunk and looked like he was not drunk, although his head was dizzy and his behavior was natural.
He slowly walked over, climbed into the bed himself, and rested on his back again, and closed his voice in confusion.
The white cheeks are resting on the hand and sleeping peacefully. This gesture is not like a general, like a child.
Yu Chu sighed and sat down at the bed and said softly: "Take off your coat and sleep again, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable."
The scorpion of the soul-stricken scorpion opened shallowly, revealing the faint and shattered light. He was obviously unable to open his eyes, but he still got up very well, sitting on the bed with his hands and trying to solve his own buckle.
Pulled twice, but did not unlock.
Yu Chu pushed his hand and helped him untie the waistband. The general was half-squinted with beautiful eyes, and the hair was hanging on the white cheeks. He didn’t support the sleepy, the body planted forward, and the beautiful chin fell. On the shoulders of the girl.
He half-opened his throat and closed his mouth, and squatted on the shoulder of the girl, sleeping quietly.
Yu Chu helpless, continue to help him unbutton the clothes, the person who fell asleep seems very well-behaved, let him raise his hand, he will lazy to raise his hand, kneeling in her arms silent.
Finally, the coat was taken off, and the person wearing the snow-white single dress looked slender and clear, not as lazy, deep and unfathomable as usual, and seemed to be harmless.
Yu Chu pushed him.
The sleeping general slammed down.
He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her with a stunned look.
"Sleep." Yu Chu put him on the quilt.
The quilt is her breath. In the south, for a moment, the white licking fingers pulled up the quilt and covered it.
The girl lay down beside him.
She closed her eyes and breathed smoothly.
Yu Chu thought that this person will soon fall asleep.
Nanxun is not sleepy.
He looked at the girl for a long time, until the other person's breathing was long and quiet, and his eyes closed.
The drunken brain was a little dizzy, and he couldn't think about anything. He leaned over slightly, and slowly held one hand on the side of the girl, gently bowing his head down.
Three thousand crows slid down from the snow white singles, and they were laid on the side of the pillow. Under the light of the night, Nanxun looked at the soft lips of the other side, and slowly printed it with a careful, gentle and satisfying posture.
But when the distance between the lips was asymptotic, he suddenly squinted, looking at the girl's eyebrows in front of him, stopping the movement, and remembering what she had said.
She doesn't want him.
She doesn't like him anymore. She said that the heart is just once. She said that she won't get entangled in the future.
They are not possible.
... she doesn't want him.
Like the jade, the unwanted things are lost. Lost him, just keep it.
What are the qualifications of the abandoned person...
Suddenly he gasped a little, feeling that he was thrown into the water, and he couldn't breathe. The whole person couldn't move if he was heavy, and the heart was picked up. The time was so painful that his face was pale.
The slender fingers clung to the snow-white singles of his heart. He held the bed in one hand and gasped again. The colic was getting more and more intense, like killing people.
There is such a moment.
Calm, rational, powerful, meticulous and unmoving people, really thinking, it is better to die.
Every day, I feel so unbearable that I can’t breathe. I think of what I said, what is difficult to recover now, what the big picture, what plan, what kind of planning...
He is just too sad.
Even when she saw her talking to others, she was suppressed to rely on external forces to recover her mind and to be drunk.
I have to tell myself and do wrong things over and over again. Now I just want to take care of myself. Patience is what it should be.
However, these warnings are tantamount to letting you taste it over and over again, and regret the taste of the liver.
He can't even do anything, his fingers touch his heart, telling it that it's useless, but he can't stop it.
He is what she discards, and how is she qualified to be close when she is asleep...
Even if it is asleep.
But he is not qualified...
He stepped back slightly.
It is clear that the surroundings are warm and the atmosphere of the girl. It is the intimacy of the illusion that makes people understand more, how far away they are from the end.
Far away, apart from each other, dare not approach.
How dare to do it again. She is very angry with her.
He slowly returned to look at the girl's cheek in the night, squinting his lips and smiling.
Even at that time, he just did not understand his own mind. But at that time, it was a fact that hurt people.
The last thing to do is to hold the idea that you will never be together, and use the least used means.
Tell her that she may be married to another person.
I didn't leave myself behind in the beginning, but now I can't go back, I can only bear it myself.
After a while, he slowly reached out and the white fingertips touched her lips gently and softly.
He bowed his head and kissed his fingertips with a thin lip.
All right. It is satisfied.