Somesho

"Shh, you have to be good." Covering the silver-haired boy's mouth with one hand, he leaned closer, breathing on the other's face, his voice was hoarse and low, touching the boy's heartstrings, and he was satisfied to see the boy's delicate and white face A seductive blush rises.

How dare he!

The boy's pupils were burning with fire.

How dare he!

After 13 years of experience, he is confident in his own strength and danger, but this person easily controlled me with almost no effort, and even did such rude things, how dare he!

The long reddish-brown hair hung down, brushing across the boy's face.

He was only fourteen or fifteen years old, how could he be so strong?

The snow is blowing up outside the window, this is the first snow, falling gracefully on the branches, falling on, in front of the window

But after a while, he let it go. The boy didn't want to recall the scene before that at all.

Is this still his bedroom?After shaking his mind, he saw that the other party was about to leave with a flick of his sleeve. When he came back to his senses, he had already reached out and grabbed the other party's clothes. ?” Cautiously, I don’t know why.

He raised his eyebrows, "X" he shouldn't have said, "Little cat, are you satisfied with my answer? Or, Boyce?"

Xu Shixue is too lingering, Xu Shi's atmosphere is too harmonious, Xu Shi's inner peace is rare.

Perhaps, it's just that the persistence of the young man in front of him is too beautiful.

His eyes are shining, his pupils are too clear.

How could he not know that the young man in front of him had already experienced killing, but this clarity was even more precious.

He is very interested.

He heard Feng Jinwei's departure, and he also heard the violent beating of the heart in the chest of the kitten-like boy in front of him.

The boy frowned, what?

But when he was about to ask, the other party had already left, leaving only the torn clothes in his hands.

The knife edge is neat, without any attribute breath.

The boy buried himself in his knees and hugged himself tightly.

This winter, the snow is still falling, turning into water, dripping, and splashing.

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