Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 1370 I am not her

The night court couldn't answer Emma because he didn't know who it was at the beginning of the night. Is it Emma after eleven years? He looked at Emma at the beginning of the night and the two couldn't find a similarity.

Is he crazy about it? Is it?

The night court sputum was seriously wounded, and it seemed that he had not been able to withstand the blow. He took a step back and leaned on Wei Lin. He was crazy about it for many years. Grandma said that the man in the night parent room is not normal. His father likes a mental illness. Like the mother of the big brother, it is a commercial marriage to marry his mother.

His eldest brother is a real mental illness. He and Yi Fan actually listened to the big brother. The long room was a madman, not normal. After eleven years of thoughts, out of control, and precipitation, he slowly agreed with his grandmother’s words. .

"I think more." The voice of the night court is hard to hide.

When Welin saw that their family had lost their souls, they couldn’t help but say, "Don’t you say that she is crying and crying?"

In the early summer of the night, in her memory, she rarely cried. When she died, she cried once. She hasn’t cried in these few years. If she cries her, they have the ability.

How can you stay at night?

Wei Lin said, "There is no birthmark behind her, she is smashed!"

At the beginning of the night, a pair of phoenixes, "Dare you!"

Wei Lin picked up his sleeves. "You dare not dare!"

As long as his family had two orders, he dared to go up and smash him. Isn’t he looking at a birthmark? He didn’t want to strengthen her. What did he dare? At the beginning of the night, he took a sigh of relief and sneered. Come on, you have the ability!"

Night court, "Retreat!"

Wei Lin was awkward and very arrogant, but he also listened to the order and did not continue to stay up late.

The holographic image Emma disappeared into the air, and the night court was restored to calmness. Looking at his eyes at the beginning of the night, he could detect his pain and wished to give him a knife.

She was a pretty girl, and she turned her back to the nightmare, and she fell off her long skirt.

Wei Lin, "..."

Lying in the trough, the second will not dig my eyes.

Lying in the trough, can you say hello!

Is it still too late to close your eyes?

The air is quiet in an instant.

The red sleeves are fragrant, and the beautiful paintings are still in the air. At the beginning of the night, she slightly swayed her hair and grabbed her hair, grabbing her chest and revealing her flawless back.

At the beginning of the night, people are petite, have a beautiful back, clean and white, perhaps because of the year-end sea, the back and neck are two skin color, the back of the white neck is darker in color, but her back is clean and there is nothing wrong with it.

The peach blossom mark that made him once dreamed of not appearing on her back.

There is only one piece of white fat.

Emma... She is not Emma, ​​the birthmark will not disappear inexplicably, no matter how he persuaded himself, maybe Emma, ​​she just forgot him.

She also has different opinions. The female university has changed eighteen times. Maybe the face is different, but he still can't continue to deceive himself.

At the beginning of the night, I put on my clothes and looked at the night court with a blank expression. "Don't show a regret, infatuation, see clearly, I am not the person you are looking for, you will never find it!"

The night court was pale and white, and he held his fist in his death. His eyes looked at the beginning of the night, and he was unclear. He knew vaguely that he was not Emma at the beginning of the night, but he was reluctant to poke the dream. He would rather treat the early night as her.

(End of this chapter)