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But when I looked at her face carefully, I realized that her eyes were clean and still a calm look of calmness.

Is it because you read it wrong?

Tuobaxuan felt that he was really stunned and even had hallucinations. He shook his head, because suddenly this kind of thought came up, and he became more depressed, and he didn't want to stay any longer. He said casually, "You rest, I will go back."

Then he turned and left, and his footsteps were hurried. From the back, he could see a little messy.

Su Kui raised her eyebrows, and a light curved lips evoked a cold arc.

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"Tuo Ba Xuan is really a kind of infatuation, wouldn't he give up without throwing his heart out?"

When Tuoba Xuan left and the room was silent again, a slightly ironic low voice sounded. In addition to the coldness in the tone, there is also an indiscriminate killing intention.

Suddenly hearing such a sudden sound in the dark, if it is an ordinary person, maybe it is really scared.

But Su Kui slightly raised his eyes, and slowly smiled.

"I know you are not dead, Meng Zhian, get out."

The words fell, and a tall, happy figure jumped from the room beam, and fell steadily on the ground. Those eyes, as deep as the night, were staring at her without blinking. scald. There was a hidden thought that could hardly be concealed.

"Azhan, I'm back."

His body fell into a broad chest, and the cold smell on his body lingered in the air, drilling into the nasal cavity, the smell of cold pine smoke ink. Su Kui took a deep breath and closed her eyes. At this moment, it was very quiet.

Time seemed to stagnate at this moment, I don't know who took the initiative first, in short, when the reaction came, his big palm had already pinched her slim waist. And Su Kui's hand was also clasped on his back, and his fingers dragged his hair restlessly.

So the fire was dry and fired at once.

The blue mantle hangs slowly, the snow is lingering outside the half-open window, the wind sweeps across the snowflakes and roars past.

Doing this kind of thing is the shortest way for the body to warm up the fastest in the cold winter twelfth lunar month.

Su Kui, whose bones were frozen without consciousness, felt as if there was a cluster of flames in his body, and burned up as the big palms with thick cocoons passed.

Sweat slipped from the forehead and dripped into the eyes. The eyelids were wet with sweat. The dark hair was sticking to the forehead. The two people's hair was entwined and interlocked.

The two pairs of eyes with water light stared at each other in the night. In the violent wind and rain, maybe they could see clearly, maybe just obsessively, just wanted to look at her just like that.

"Did you miss me? Huh?"

Meng Zhian's hoarse voice sounded deep in his ears, and the earlobe had a slight pain, "I was in a dream, as if I heard your voice, tell me, if I die, you will not hesitate to fall into Tuoba Xuan's arms in."

Another fierce intrusion, "How can I make you do it!"

"This life, the next life, the next life, all the life, you have to be mine."

"Don't give you up to others, even if it's death."

"So, Ajan, don't give up."

"Azhan, have I said that I am pleased with you?"

Su Kui gasped, "Well-no."

Meng Zhian's eyes flashed with a smile, he lowered his head and kissed her sweaty temple, his voice was soft, said: "Azhan, I am pleased with you, have you heard?"

"No."