The Lady’s Sickly Husband

It is not modern. It is probably a very difficult thing for an ancient man to accept a woman whose wife is in the public. He is angry and there are certain reasons.

He must have dismissed himself and will never accept himself again.

so disappointed! Heart hurts……

The tears of the thousands of snow ran down the face, immersed in the sleeves that were being wiped, and flowed to the hands that were holding the neck. Ning Shaoqing shifted her attention from her lips to her face.

That face is absolutely, the face is twilight, the face is tears...

Ning Shaoqing was shocked and moved on the hand. What the **** is he doing, he said that he would protect her well, he said that he should take good care of her... but now, it is his own to bully her tears.

I felt that the hand that locked my neck was loose, and the action of wiping the lip was also a meal. Her eyes are no longer the usual concern, but empty, and the scorpion that has always been dark and clear is in ruin.

She kept telling herself that this person was a feudal old antique. He dared to dislike it, and she dared to leave and leave...

"You have finished cleaning, please clean it?" Even if you walk, you must walk with dignity. Shaking his head and swinging his sleeves, waving his hand to the neck of his hand, and the strangeness of the snow is clear.

On this very familiar face, Ning Shaoqing did not find a little warmth, only cold and refusal to go thousands of miles away, even with a trace of sarcasm.

Ning Shaoqing’s heart suddenly slammed.

Do not!

This is not what he wants!

Ning Shaoqing’s heart is suddenly so scared, seven up and down!

The soft lips of the strange snow that was rubbed by the sleeves with the red lips leaped with the red blood.

Ning Shaoqing couldn't bear to look again, holding a thousand snows, fearing like never before.

The strangeness of the snow is a stiff, this hug of hope, actually came again at this time. However, she will never be so soft again.

"Let go! Please pay attention!" The tone is cold, word by word.

Ning Shaoqing was trembled and embraced more tightly. The rigidity of the person in the arms made him feel ominous.

Sure enough...

"Let me go! Go to the book, I will leave, and I will never tarnish the one inch of land of your home." Instead of being dismissed, it is better to leave.

"I won't let go."

"Do not let?"

"Don't let go! Don't die!"

Deadlock!

He admits that his behavior is too radical, but he does not think he is wrong, her lips, only he can touch. Now, he hasn't kissed yet, she is good, actually...

Thousands of snows are stiff and straight, standing with cold faces, this time not struggling, but let Ning Shaoqing's heart more panic.

"I was wrong..." Ning Shaoqing did feel that he was wrong. He was wrong at the time why he did not directly stone the woman who was kissed by a thousand people, but came back to wipe the lips of a thousand snow.

He is really wrong. Now he regrets it. Unfortunately, he does not know his mind. He heard that he was soft, she only felt very happy, and the world became so beautiful.

In fact, after saying the word "Happiness", although the thousands of snow is hard and hard, the heart is also a trembling, suddenly very scared, afraid that he really dislikes her, afraid that he will suddenly make awkward promises.

Seeing Ning Shaoqing so stunned, she found that she would be wrong, and her heart’s loss of sadness and sorrow was swept away, and suddenly she rose inexplicably.

I have an idea in my heart, but my mouth is not forgiving. "Are you not abandoning me? Saying that I don't keep women, I don't want to face..."

"I was so mad at you."

"You are clearly disgusted..."

"No! Absolutely not!"

"You have... oh..."

The thin bloodstains are more dense with the thousands of snow lips, and the thick red blood seems to stimulate a certain nerve in Ning Shaoqing's body. He can't help but bow his head, and a mouth shuts the words that are still waiting to be said. In the mouth.

The strange lips of the thousands of snow had a burning pain, and the mouth was thirsty. Suddenly, it was covered with a moist and soft, unspeakable comfort. Her brain suddenly became a machine. The first reaction was actually sucking and swallowing. Seeing the strangeness of a thousand snows, Ning Shaoqing’s eyes flashed in a flash of light, and when he slammed it, he dared to gently lick the wound on her lips, which was very gentle and meticulous.

He wants to tell her that he is not abandoning, he is just awkward.

Yes, he is jealous, strong!

The blood on the thousands of snow lips reminded him that he was rough and how painful she was.

Ning Shaoqing’s intentions are still lingering, but the thousands of snow have recovered from the state of the crash. Don't be so shameless. In the last minute, you still have to find someone to take a book. In the next minute, you will mix with other people.

Look at your face.

God, forgive her, she is too thirsty.

Pushing away Ning Shaoqing, a strange little red face, and clearing his throat, "In fact, I am not a pro, that she was very dangerous. I have learned some first aid methods, but it is a ferry. Give her some gas."

Although Ning Shaoqing did not mind, but she still explained some things as well.

If you say artificial respiration, he must not understand, or say something popular.

Ning Shaoqing remembered the situation at the time. He was a well-informed person. In fact, he had already guessed this reason in his heart, but he could not relieve it for a while.

"No more in the future..."

"Ok?"

"I can't be angry with me anymore." Ning Shaoqing changed his mouth in time.

Mo Qianxue is very satisfied with his attitude, but he is still very unhappy and has a small face. "I don't want to be angry with you, I don't want to."

"You said..." Seeing that things have turned, the little man who saw the heart has returned to the warmth. She is now the star of the sky, and he will find a way to pick it up for her.

Looking at Ning Shaoqing's incomparably soft lips, a thousand flashes of snow in the eyes, squatting, and quickly licking Ning Shaoqing's lips.

"Ah You……"

A fascinating snoring sounded in the Ningjiayuan.

He thought that she was going to kiss him... the result was a huge pain on her lips...

Ning Shaoqing blushes, touches his burning lips with his hands, and a bright red peony is in full bloom. The woman, the woman, actually rushed to bite his lip.

It’s a strange snow, but it’s laughing out of the hall, and the sneer’s eyes are broken. I touched my lips and pointed at the blush, I don’t know if it was her, or his.

He rubbed her mouth and she bit his lip.

This seems to be fair!

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Hey~ Dear, do you feel fair? What?~~~