Warm and romantic novels

The princess seems drunk. It was Princess Channing that entered the modern era. Very beautiful. I bought books.

"Charming and Lonely Childe" reflects the moon dunes.

Fan wai: "so many people, what should you do if you lose me?" Jiao Jiao's soft voice attracted more attention. She didn't realize it at all.

There are not many people in the street. How can she speak so confidently? I don't understand. The palm of my hand is weak and boneless, but full of strength. Hold my hand tightly and refuse to let go. I'm a little funny, but it's on the street after all. I don't want to be conspicuous, I want to break her hand.

Who knows, she is so obsessed and persistent with me.

"Let go." I'll give you some help.

"It hurts." She frowned and whispered.

I relaxed my strength. "Don't let go of the pain."

"Don't let go of death." She bulged her cheeks like a naughty child. I snickered, but I broke free, but when the warm palm was released, my heart was faintly lost.

She stood angrily and refused to catch up. I deliberately ignored her and walked forward.

Finally, I couldn't bear to follow up and snorted heavily in my nose to express her dissatisfaction with me. I raise my mouth slightly and feel happy!

"Dr. Chen Jue, long time no see." It's Mr. He from the west of the city.

I made a faint greeting and felt a little impatient. I caught a glimpse of Yue Ying, but I was surprised to find the young man hanging his head and squinting.

"Who is this?" Mr. He eyed Yue Ying up and down with bedroom eyes, and finally landed on her chest.

A nameless fire rose in my heart and I stood sideways in front of her. I don't want to talk to him.

I didn't expect Mr. He to follow up. "If Dr. Chen Jue doesn't mind, it's best to stay with this girl for a few days. He must treat you well. " When he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Yue Ying, expressing his desires naked.

I resisted the bloodthirsty impulse in my heart and gave Mr. He a cold look. After all, he is a man used to seeing scenes. Mr. He immediately withdrew his presumptuous eyes and said wryly, "Since Mr. He is busy, don't bother, don't bother." After his words, people have retreated.

Seeing that she is still smiling, I can't help being angry. Angry that she had been quiet for more than 20 years was provoked by her, angry that she didn't know anything and giggled.

I let go of her hand, unable to hide the displeasure in my voice: "Can you behave yourself?"

"What?" She looked up and asked me, "Why am I fidgeting?"

"Nothing to laugh at others?" I blame.

"When have I ever smiled at anyone?" She raised her voice and blushed.

I know it's not her fault. It's so strange ~ ~ ~ I glanced at her face and snorted gently. I don't want to continue this topic.

"Hum what hum, only pigs hum!" she burst into a tempestuous fit of anger.

"What did you say?" I approached her and frowned. That's obviously a charming and sexy face. How can I be less mature than a child?

"Say you are a pig!" She pushed me away and gave me a white look.

I keep a straight face. "My aunt, don't swear!" I want to teach her a lesson, but I prefer her naive temper.

"Dust, you walk slowly." She tugged at my sleeve behind her. I slowed down and waited for her, but I forgot that although she had a good temper, she was still such a petite and gentle person that she couldn't keep up with my deliberate slow pace.

"Come on, let's get something to eat and then go home."

"Wait, I haven't finished reading it yet!" She asked behind her. I ignored her mercilessly. You must be hungry after shopping for so long.

I walked for a while, but the people behind me didn't catch up with me. I'm a little surprised. I couldn't see her in the crowd when I turned around. Heart, suddenly some panic, involuntarily ran back.

I saw the gentle and graceful purple figure at a glance, and swung at a tall and slender man with one punch. Xiao Er, who was looking for a villa, was actually punched.

Yue Ying, what are you doing? I quickly slipped to Yue Ying's side for fear that Xiao Er would hurt her.

Yue Ying turned around, but she looked wronged and threw herself into my arms. "Dust, he bullied me!" "I know she is acting, but I still can't help but feel sorry for her tears and want to hold her in my arms.

On the way home, she sat on the stone by the roadside and whispered, "It hurts, my feet hurt." With that, he took off his shoes.

"Why take off your shoes casually?" I walked over dissatisfied and saw that her heel was worn out. I was surprised and immediately squatted down to hold her feet and frowned. "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

I picked herbs, crushed them and applied them to her injured area.

"You carry me back," she held out her hand to me with a coquetry in her voice. "My foot hurts so much that I can't walk."

I squatted down and hugged her.

My soft body is tightly attached to my back, and two delicate arms tightly encircle my neck. I am nervous all over and can't help smiling bitterly. It turns out that I am just an ordinary person, a person with ordinary desires.

"Dust, can I guess a brain teaser for you?" Warm breath in my ear, itchy, "or the last question, there are ten birds in the tree, one was killed by a hunter, how many are left?"

I know there are countless possibilities for this question, but I am still willing to answer it according to her train of thought.

"Nine."

"Ha ha, idiot! There are still ten, because the one who was killed got stuck in the branch and didn't fall off. " Charming laughter echoed on the hillside. I can imagine that her peach blossom face must be full of pride at this time, and I can't help smiling.

Suddenly, a soft lip brushed my face, like a light butterfly, passing over my face, as thin as a cicada's wing, but gently printed on my heart.

"What are you doing!" Hoarse voice, disordered breathing.

"I, I was careless."

"Don't move." My heart is still throbbing.

"Well" should be a sound gently.

I haven't spoken for a long time. I also walk to keep my breathing steady.

When I arrived at the cabin, I found that the person on my back had fallen asleep. I carefully put her on the bed and looked at her sleeping face, which seemed a little drunk.

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