80’s: Lucky and Delicate Girl

"Are you in trouble?" Yunzheng asked in his arms.

Huo Beiyu said no.

Yunzheng said, "Then why are you so preoccupied?"

Huo Beiyu lowered his head, rubbed the tip of Yunzheng's nose with his tall nose, and sighed affectionately, "I'm just thinking, how can I never be separated from you."

Yunzheng felt strange, "We haven't separated yet?"

"But I'm not satisfied." After Huo Beiyu finished speaking, his big hand covered Yunzheng's nose, where there was a strange fragrance.

In the last second of Yun Zheng's loss of consciousness, he saw eyes that were almost paranoid and morbid like a copy of his previous life.

He got sick again.

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zither.

zither.

How can you not be good, you are so bad, I can only tie you up, tied by my side.

I don't want you to laugh at others, I don't want you to have any creatures in your eyes except me, I think you have only me.

The only way is to lock you up!

"no, do not want!"

Yunzheng woke up from a dream that was almost suffocating, and the sound of metal colliding in his ear was a crisp ding dong dong dong.

The familiarity made her think for a moment that she had returned to her previous life.

Yun Zheng's little face turned pale, and he realized that he was lying on the bed with his hands locked by the head of the bed with silver handcuffs.

The whole room was pitch black, and a shadow fell on the opposite side.

Yun Zheng's brain exploded, "Huo Beiyu, what are you doing?"

clack.

Lights on.

Huo Beiyu looked like a dark emperor who had taken off his angel mask, his expression was surly, and his eyes were paranoid approaching Yunzheng.

His hand fell on the top of Yunzheng's head and moved down a little bit, with a strange tender touch, and a deep sigh overflowed from his throat, "Zhengzheng, don't be afraid, I will accompany you."

Yunzheng's hair stood on end, looking at him vigilantly, "What are you doing? What's wrong with you? Are you sick again?"

Huo Beiyu's eyes stabbed, and he suddenly rushed towards her.

When Yunzheng was almost suffocating, she was barely let go by the other party.

Her eyes were filled with water vapor, the corners of her eyes were red with grievance, and her voice was angry, "Huo Beiyu, are you crazy?"

"Yeah, I'm crazy, I'm sick." Huo Beiyu lowered his head, the tip of his nose almost touched Yunzheng's cheek, his breath was like the fire of a stove, "Have you always disliked me? Sick, if I'm not sick, you won't be afraid of me, and you won't be forced to be with me because I'm sick, right?"

Yunzheng looked confused, "What are you talking about? What are you thinking about? Who told you what?"

"Zhengzheng, can't you just stay with me like this? We will never be apart, you can only see me, I have only you, and neither of us is gone, do you think?" Huo Beiyu rubbed her ears against her. Whisper.