Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Shelen lay on the back of the porch and stared at the figure, her eyes were bright, her throat was itchy, and her heart was sweet.

I really miss his family, Mr. Zhao!

This is about to see his family Mr. Zhao!

Ah ah ah ah ah!

I'm so happy!

It was just that when Xie Lun was about to get up and move, the window was dark, and Xie Lun was about to fall asleep?

It shouldn't be.

It's been a while.

Xie Lun was pondering. He was slapped on the shoulder. He was about to scream and was covered by his mouth. He was shocked. He came so hard that he didn't even hear it. He lifted his feet and stunned, but the man avoided it flexibly, and instead held him up and hugged him. Sheron still had to resist, but he heard the man's surprised, dumb voice: "Allen is me!"

As soon as the voice entered the ear, Sherendon didn't move at all. He hugged the man's neck with a clump. The two looked anxiously for each other in the dark. Once they met, they couldn't be separated anymore.

"Allen! I want to die for you!" Zhao Jingting hugged Xie Lun fiercely, only hated that he could not dismantle the person in his arms and eat into the abdomen. The separation for half a year, nearly two hundred days and nights, really frustrated him Enough enough, he was almost squeezed out by Acacia, "Allen! Allen! Allen! Really you!"

Xie Lun knows that men are the most clumsy, so he just kindly helped him to continue: "I miss you so much, I think every night and night, I have lived this half year longer than me ... I have a long half-life, Zhao Jingting , Let's never be separated again, I can't stand being separated from you, you touch it ... I feel thin as I touch it, I want you to think ... "

Needless to say, Zhao Jingting has also begun to get up and down his hands. While measuring Xie Lun's waist with both hands, he feels distressed and dissatisfied, whispering: "Why so thin ..."

"It's all said, it's ... I miss you ..." With the sweetness of the sweetheart that day and night thought, Xie Lun is about to turn into a puddle of water. He rests on the man's shoulder, eyes red, " You're embarrassed to say me, haven't you lost weight? "

Zhao Jingting smiled wickedly: "No matter how thin it is, I can hold my own daughter-in-law."

"Zhao Jingting, you ... are you here again ..." Xie Lun's face was red as Xia, his eyes were watery, and he bite Zhao Jingting's nose fiercely. "You are not allowed to talk any more! Hold me into the room first, I'm going to freeze to death ... "

How can Mr. Zhao disagree? Right now, holding Xie Lun into the room, he couldn't wait for the wax, and touched the black and put Xie Lun on the bed.

...

When Xie Lun passed out, Zhao Jingting was still on his head, and the face of the old man in his forties was scared.

"Allen! Allen!" Zhao Jingting didn't want to get dressed, he was too busy to pick up Xie Lun, and patted Xie Lun's face gently. Xie Lun didn't respond. He was frightened, dropped Xie Lun, and panicked. After getting out of bed, he lit candles arbitrarily and went to the bed.

"Allen! Allen!" Zhao Jingting sat on the edge of the bed, stroking Xie Lun's face lightly, Xie Lun's face was slightly swollen, frowning, apparently he didn't sleep well, Zhao Jingting just rested a little, look As it looks, Xie Lun has just arrived and is not very adaptable to the climate of Qinghai.

When the Northwest Army first arrived in Qinghai, many soldiers also reacted in this way, and it was only a matter of adapting for a few days before taking soup.

He was too anxious. Xie Lun had just arrived in Qinghai, and he was so hard. It was strange that Xie Lun did not faint.

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