I make a wish to youth with my fist

If she has only used the "material" of her, only in pure love light novels, and the things between last night can be used as the creation material of Bai Pai.

No, the golden hair is a painful thing for painting ... Last night, it is also pure love? But how can you play people with bad love!

Popularity female high school student, Xia poet teacher is shrinking into a group, and recalls his own first experience with a quite strange thinking.

Is there a footsteps? And getting closer and closer!

At this time, even if it is a little, it will be amplified. After your thoughts are disturbed, poetry is wrapped in quilt, stare at the door of the room, and it seems to have any suspicious monsters from there.

"Good morning, poem."

The monster does not exist. After the door is pushed, it is incorporated.

It's just that the mood of poetry is not relaxed. Even before last night, let her face and can't face a hundred percent, I can't do it, I know what will be bullied by him ...

"Good morning ... Good morning."

"Shi Yu is now getting up now? Breakfast has been sent over the hotel ... and I still have to prepare them, red bean rice."

The answer to Shi Yu is a pillow, but she still can't even throw the pillow and also, so she can only go to the quilt to turn over, no longer watch and face The smile.

However, according to the footsteps of the body, it is gradually approaching the bed. When the footsteps disappear, the only effective sense of sensory cognition is lost, and the poems and feather jump gradually accelerated.

"Looks, poetry doesn't seem to need red bean rice, at least ... from the physiological sense."

It's just a quilt, such defense does not have any effects for and also, he detects that the body of Shi Yu is shaking slightly because of his own touch, which makes him put more spiritually enjoy the palm upload. Come touch.

"So ... How is the poetry?"

In the case of ubiquitous, poetry is no longer escaped, she struggled to extend the arms in the quilt, take the initiative to hold the neck.

"It's so bullied by you ..."

Gently smashed the cheeks, and poem.

"And you must be gentle."

"It is clear that poetry is not embarrassed."

At this point, I also wear a parish, which is a quite convenient dressing for the situation with the situation.

"Is it only to follow the inner desires?"

It seems that the feelings of rattle in the deep marrow, the breathing of poetry and poetry gradually urgently, it looks, and his way to transfer the attention of her in his way.

"But, now there is no other thing needs to be considered?"

And the sound speed is very slow, he appreciates every change in the expression of poetry, and the girl's face has gradually fainted a layer of crimson, and the slender eyebrows are slow and comfortable. These small small The details are very comfortable.

"Today, today ... I have to go to class ... At least and also want to consider it, I am a candidate this year ..."

After a while, Shi Yu founded such a reason for such a flaw, even the supplementary thing only played.

"I didn't think of this when I didn't think about this time when I took the class?"

No matter what poetry says, it will only add some taste to the scene, whether it is a clear reason, or the excuse of the error.

"Moreover, now the situation, it is similar to it,"

"Well……"

Poetry felt that he had already a little hot cheek, and she gently twisted the waist, and the action was a bit oysters, but this is also another temptation.

"In this case, there is no way ..."

Since there is no way, then you can only ... it's natural.

......

"The woman of Xia Zhiqi Shi Yu is not there."

"And also classmates are not."

After the meeting, HI a pear pear exchanged my respective intelligence in the first time. After a short-term opposition, the Hypery pear sighed, and Xiaohui's expression did not change.

"Is this not a coincidence?"

Xiaohui's tone has a little bit because of the thoughts in his heart.

"I remember that Hyd Pear said yesterday, Xia Zhiqiu Scholarships and classmates will be a couple who went to the couple. This kind of thing is not possible."

"I just spit ... Xia Hui, you are actually true ..."

His pear suddenly felt something weak, although Xiahui's expression has changed, but this level is not what she can cope.

"Is that a joke?"

Although it is expressing doubts, Xiahui has already collected his expression.

"I always thought that Ying Lei was seriously speculated, and I still didn't understand these."

"Is this not obvious?"

In order to vent the dissatisfaction in the heart, Herne pears increased the sound, and her body pourmed the little benefit, but this action is really lacking some of the pressure.

"When I met yesterday, Yahi and his girlfriend, the woman of Xia Zhiqi poetry is a fool, and it is impossible to talk to him ..."

"But, I feel very reasonable before I am talking before the Po."

This is Xiao Hui to speaking, saying that there is no way to finish the words, but it is not much unpleasant.

In fact, she did not think of a word that can fill in "together ..." to express the poetry and now. Perhaps it is aware of this, and Xiaohui made a reverse normal move.

"The" Pear Pear, there are such a plot, you will not count this, there will be such a story in the TV series. "

"Uh……"

His pear is a moment, she finds that her vocabulary is completely insufficient to let him keep up with Xiahui's ideas, let alone communicate.

"In fact, I am very interested in ... Why is the English pear will be so angry about this."

Xiaohui took the initiative to break the silence of only a few seconds, but even if a topic is switched, the Hyperyi is still speechless.

Section 110 106 is difficult

In the strict sense, the poems are also similar to the similar discussions, but the location is no longer in the hotel, but also a coffee shop.

At this time, there is no other guest in the store, and the place where the two is located is the most privacy of the café, so it can be unscrupulous.

"So, poetry ... didn't come out for two years?"

And use such a sentence to summarize the things that Poetry talk to him.

Because it is difficult to write a novel because of the end of the love, even if you pay all the memories, you still have not been able to break free from the heart.

When it is confused, he is also helped by Anyi, then try to rely on people who have reached a helping hand ... until it is again followed and meets.

"If you want to laugh, you will laugh ... anyway, I am this woman."

Shi Yu was very calm, and the mood in the heart was venting. Last night, the feelings made this feelings, she felt that her heart was light.

"Why do I think I will laugh at you?"

And ask, at this time, he seems to have not to withdraw from the role of just "listener", and even the tone of talk is extremely eased.

"It's a contrary to normal!"

Shi Yu is emotion.

"Is it because the relationship between the flesh will make and also have a special preferential treatment for me? The shallow idea is to match with the monarch."

"Ugh……"

If you sigh, and also raise your hand to the poetry, perhaps this will be a heavy hand knife, the latter consciously shrinks the neck.

But when you are touched, poetry is discovered and also gentle gentleness, and the temperature that the cheeks feel is very comfortable.

"Obviously, I have been listening to poetry, I haven't actively bullied poems. This kind of expression of this expression occasionally."

"Eh?"

And how to listen to it is very strange, but when Shi Yu tries to recall, it is completely unable to find and actively attack himself from his own memory.

In her opinion, it is always in the relationship between the two people, it seems to be in a passive position, he will respond to him with anything that he communicates with him in the same way.

From time to time, now it is now until ... two people are separated. However, until today and also initiative, poetry is found.

"It's true ... awkward, and also Jun."

"I will be poetry and feathers, I can't keep the rhythm of poetry."

"And Junjun should also pay attention to his own people to set it out, it will become the kind of asser role that makes people hate, so I will change back to the slag male and Jun, which I am familiar with."

Poetry looked at the and smiling and smiling himself, but the latter no longer had other actions in addition to the piercing.

This is also quite foul ... I am thinking about what you think. You can guess ... poetry know, and wait for you have not said that it has not been exported.

Silence for a long time, poetry finally opened again.

"If you go on like this, I can't follow and I will be two broken. I will be two broken ... I will die, I will die, I will give you countless troubles, stir back to your relationship with other girls. ... until, and only me around you. "

"After telling this, actually just oppose the action, isn't it?"

And there seems to have not put the slightly twisted sickness in the words of poems, even if you touch the hand of the poetry cheeks.