A cup meets C cup

I don't know if I have already written it, I just think that in my story, you can't see those things that are too gorgeous, things that satisfy your fantasy, those are just fragments of life one by one, a group of people who are a little bit People who can't be understood by you, those who read the text in Jinjiang may not be people in the real circle, maybe they are just curious about the world, maybe they are just lovers from Lily to Les Wen.Looking at the world with envy, in fact, this is just a little fantasy, just like ordinary people fantasizing about Cinderella being liked by the prince, and Chen Moran being liked by Liu Xianian. In fact, the details of happiness are often exaggerated deliberately. Many people will do such things for you, and you feel that you can experience happiness.

The story is coming to an end, and the little sweetness I gave is also coming to an end.Tomorrow, I will say over, I don't want to delay too much, too long, this story is not too long.

Take it out in winter and feel warm.

There is such a person, if you can find the milk sugar she prepared for you in her pocket, that is happiness. There is a person who cooks for you, washes clothes for you, worries for you, and is happy for you, you will feel Comfortable.

Ps. Many times, people are asking me why the t in the text is willing to let a p enter her body like this, and how does a p and a p get together, and I want to explain here that those tp are not divided I don't know who instilled it in you, but I think it's good to feel comfortable together, and it's good to be ugly, what else can you care about, you don't even care about women, you still care about whether she is very Woman, isn't she very manly, isn't she very t.And those ts that are not allowed to be entered may be their own personality problems or emotional cleanliness, and it has nothing to do with ts that must not be entered.

I want to say that no matter how strong t is, she is still a woman. In fact, she also fantasizes about a lot of things. She likes a little girl. Some people who do t just think that she can give the person she loves strength and courage and support her, so she stands In terms of the position relative to that person, this is why there is this division. In fact, everything does not need to be clarified.

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40.

Liu Xianian sent Chen Moran to the airport. Chen Moran was drowsy in the car. Last night was too indulgent. Chen Moran seemed to hug today and there would be no tomorrow. He hugged fiercely and kept kissing , when Liu Xianian was exhausted and fell asleep, he felt Chen Moran's warm lips moving on her face. Liu Xianian opened his eyes, and in the darkness, he saw Chen Moran's eyes glistening with tears, saying , little girl, crying.

Chen Moran's face was pressed against hers, and her face was wet with tears. Liu Xianian patted Chen Moran's head and said, "Why are you crying, we just need to be separated for a few weeks."

"What do you mean just a few weeks? It's a long, long time. After I go there, I have to wait seven days plus seven days plus seven days, plus three days before I can see you. It's a long, long time. I may have to wait at the airport Wait until it becomes a Wangnianshi."

Liu Xia smiled young, and was delighted by what she said. Chen Moran sometimes has a talent for sweet words.Words from the heart, a little naive, a child's heart.

"Remember to miss me." Liu Xianian said.

"Yes." Chen Moran nodded desperately.

"How much do you miss me?" Liu Xia Nian suddenly looked like the affectionate heroine on TV, but he didn't realize the nasty words came out.

"I miss you very much. I miss you every day, and when will you come to me." Chen Moran leaned his head on Liu Xianian's shoulder and began to cry. Tears streamed on Liu Xianian's shoulder, hot. It made Liu Xianian feel as uncomfortable as if a flame had started to ignite there.Liu Xianian turned around and hugged Chen Moran sideways, making her curl up in her arms like a child.Chen Moran's hand passed through Liu Xianian's armpit, holding her body, listening to Liu Xianian's heartbeat.Liu Xianian was not good at comforting others, so she could only listen to her talk in silence.Chen Moran didn't know what was wrong with him, but he just wanted to say a lot of things like that, so that Liu Xianian would also know that she actually cared about her, so that she wouldn't forget her existence in her absence.

After crying, Chen Moran started to kiss Liu Xianian again. After a long time of kissing and touching, he didn't enter. There was no sexual climax, but he just felt comfortable. The spring-like caresses soothed every cell of his body, making people feel uncomfortable. Soften up.

The lips of Chen Moran and Liu Xianian were swollen from kissing. When eating the breakfast made by Liu Xianian in the morning, Chen Moran's eyes were a little red and swollen, but his lips were red and plump. Liu Xianian's was no better than hers. Where to go, it's just that her physical strength and physical fitness are better than hers, and she doesn't appear that tired.

With Chen Moran's luggage loaded, Chen Moran slept in the back seat. It took about half an hour to get to the airport, but Chen Moran hadn't woken up yet. Liu Xianian drove as slowly as possible so as not to disturb Chen Moran. Fortunately, The traffic was fine in the morning, and the road was smooth.

At the airport, Liu Xianian looked at the watch in his hand. There was still about half an hour before take-off. Chen Moran leaned on the luggage, closed his eyes and rested, while Liu Xianian squatted in front of him, touched her face, slipped Tender and rosy, it has been nurtured for so long, and it is more moist and delicate than when I first saw her. Liu Xianian met Chen Moran for the first time. At that time, Chen Moran was Fang Xiaoming's girlfriend. Xiao Ming's birthday party.It was the first time Liu Xianian saw such a lively girl who looked like a pink flower. Her face was not the face of a popular western-style beauty. The woman by the water, who pretends to be quiet, has lowered eyebrows and is pleasing to the eye. She has the delicateness and gracefulness of the small bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River, but it is like the liveliness of spring in March.Liu Xianian has always liked that kind of woman, who lowers her head like a shy lotus flower, her soul is clean and pure white.That kind of thinking may always be said to be too traditional, with a bit of utopia, but Liu Xianian just thinks that this is just an outsider.For her, it is a blessing to have it, but not a life.