"... The algae well in the west of the city has been built. What should I do?"

"Carving the stem lotus." Qiu Bohuang thought for a while, and said.

Then he suddenly laughed.

The eyes were wet and the eyes were red.

He asked, "Allow, how can you be so good?"

... He once thought that he was a patient who was not a good family. But in a long time, how could someone hold him tightly, over and over again in the cold darkness, licking his wound? ... He was not abandoned, nor was he deviated, but was spoiled by millions of times.

How can his Allow, how can it be so good?

At the beginning, so stupid people, why can every time be clearly captured every time he can clearly capture any wrong signs?

Those signs could not even notice even himself.

"Allow," Qiu Bo's lamp throat knot rolled a bit, and talked about what was just thinking about it. "I just thought, if there was no you, what would I look like ..."

"Will not."

Shi Wu Luo interrupted him without waiting for him.

"I'm here." Always. "

In this world, there can be no separate heavenly path, no separate teacher Wu Luo.

But forever, there will be no revenge lights, no teacher Wuluo.

The revenge lamp looked at him, stretched out his hand, and surrounded his neck.

边 was pushed aside, and Shi Wu Luo reached out and held down his lover's hind neck to let him get close to him until the two were inseparable. Until the most powerful way, he felt his existence ... the slim -white fingers curled up in the light and shadow, and the revenge light started.

The lanterns in the field of vision are swaying.

The candlelight rises and jumps, and the two dragon bracelets throw the curved dark gold and bright lines on the screen, sometimes staggered and sometimes different.

Everything in the world, why should you hug and love each other?

Probably because, only in the hug and melting blood in the breath, can you feel that you are really alive. His pride, he faced the courage of loneliness alone, had long been disappeared ... Only once and over again, seeking confirmation from his Arrow.

Booking strength and courage to treat yourself.

I am really a sad, shameless coward.

Buliang lantern thought.

"Not you, it's me."

The lanterns were crushed, and Shi Wu Luo held the face of a thin lantern. The tiger's mouth was sticking to his lower jaw line. He crushed his fingertips on his lips, liberating the soft lips from the white teeth.

Then cover.

This is a strong kiss, but it is also a cherished kiss.

When it was separated, the cheek's cheeks had a thin layer of red.

"I'm timid, it's my desire."

"Actually, according to the drama that I like to see, you should turn me up," the revenge lamp was trapped in the pillow, gasping lowly, without responding to his words, only to be serious, "... 喏, just locked in such a small one , Takaari, who can’t find anyone. If I am still obsessed to determine the four poles of the world, you will be angry, and then make a gold chain, and then with a white jade ring, so that I can't go anywhere ... um Except for you, you can't do anything. If you dare to mention any mess, you must be punished intensifying until you can't think of anything. "

"Can't."

Shi Wu Luo helped him entangle his wet hair on his neck to the side.

No one can prison you, and no one can force the chain to put those dirty to you. No one can destroy the past and longing that maintains your life, and you must not push you to a deeper and more terrible hell ... you can't defile or hurt.

"Even if I can't."

To hold it in your palms, use all Qiong Yao Meiyu to cherish it.

Love is flowing between the knuckles of cold and white porcelain, like a docile water in a bay.

"But, Allow ..."

The revenge lamp tightened his arms, and the ring was thin.

"That person is you."

You who take me to escape, you are you, you are doing your best to save me.

You are my life, the meaning of me to be able to stretch, and it is all my confidence that I slowly heal.

Perhaps this is also a morbid relationship.

But who cares about it.

"Allow, you can do anything to me."

The blealing lamp raised his head, and the ends of his eyes stained with light red. His black hair was spread on the white pillow, and his eyes were full of swaying candlelight.

"What do you want to do, what you want to do, you can do it."

"As long as you are."

Chapter 178 Fanwai · Little Big Skin

Pingdan is approaching, and the ghost is gradually becoming windy.

Shi Wu Luo picked up a thin light and took it in his arms.

Two people leaned on the pillow together.

The hands of the revenge lamp were put on the face of Jing Yunxia, ​​and the wide sleeves piled up to the elbow up, exposing a beautiful arm. He was a bit overly white, and he would leave obvious red marks with a little force. At this moment, many of the particularly eye -catching finger marks are extended from the elbows to a little bit under the wrist bone.

It was clearly held in the bed, and was tightly caught. He deeply pressed into Luo Yin. The movement could not break free, but he could only bear it passively.

The elbows go up again, and the more traces will be hidden in the sleeves.

Qiu Boofan didn't even want to move his fingers, and let the teacher Wulola cross his hand.

Shi Wuluo opened a Qingdai thread porcelain cup, dipped in the cold plum paste in the cup, wiped it on those traces with fingertips, and gently applied it. The revenge lamp is more coquettish than Miss Qianjin. When you press it, you will not say it. No matter how much it is, it will be green. The pain is not painful, just looking at a little "shocking."