This strange life!
Guan Hua looked at the front gate tower under the dancing sky, like a dead skeleton
The square with white characters on the blue background looks like a hole in the skeleton's face, looking extremely melancholy
Endure loneliness, endure darkness, endure this long night!
Even if he has something to say, he will swallow it in his stomach with tears. He can no longer have his own language
As the night approaches, Guanhua feels that the Spring Festival this year is particularly cold
The branches on the roadside are dipped in silver flowers, the ice flowers are shining, and there is a little crystal clearness. Even if they are exposed to the wind and frost, they still smile quietly.
Guan Hua didn't have this feeling at this time
He looked up at the sky, and there were a few remaining stars falling sparsely, but they didn't look bright.
He felt that he was sitting in a small boat, bumping from one peak to another, his body involuntarily rotating left and right, never touching his feet
He raised his foot and pressed it down hard where he stood, as if he believed that the soil under his feet was not solid
The wound on the face still felt a slight pain, and the gunshot wound on the wrist was not healed, Guan Hua couldn't help but sigh and breathed a long sigh
That day, when he was surrounded, he still pulled out his gun, thinking that even if he died, he would not be a prisoner.
But after all, it was still slow. He was hit on the wrist and then arrested
Then, he was anesthetized. When he woke up, he was in the consulate. In the days between them, he had already spanned two years, 2000 and 2001, and it can be said that it was between the 20th and 21st centuries.
The days that followed made Guan Hua feel even more ridiculous
He was under house arrest, review, review, or review, day after day review made his nerves almost collapse
Suddenly one day, a notice came, asking him to go home and wait for his appointment, but he could not leave Beijing during this period
Even if the review is passed, I will be finished
What will a defeated general end like? It goes without saying
Guan Hua lowered his head and walked through two old alleys.
The ever-changing city of Beijing is full of magical changes
It was just after the seventh day of the Chinese New Year. On this large wasteland covered with rubble, several bulldozers and mud trucks were already running, and the workers were busy in the cold wind.
Several bald trees with leaves fell still stood stubbornly on the engulfed land, with thin branches stretching into the sky, trembling slightly in the cold north wind
Next to the ancient tree, there is a lonely house. The wooden structure on the roof has been revealed, and together with the gray tiles and slightly raised eaves, it reveals the complexity and exquisiteness of the original construction.
This wasteland was called Jinchengfang during the Yuan Dynasty. It was also the residence of the royal palace and government agencies during the Ming and Qing dynasties. Fengcheng Hutong, Mengduan Hutong, Hyaluronica Hutong, Wuding Hutong... But I heard that this place will be completely broken down in the next few years.
Is this the price that cities have to pay for progress?
Guan Hua shook his head
A short-sighted China!
He stepped on a tile, and the crisp sound of cracking told him that he stepped on a piece of Chinese history
Two years ago, the area around the fresh fish mouth outside Qianmen Street and Dashilan were included in the historical and cultural protection zone. However, in a blink of an eye, part of it has been demolished. I heard that several streets will rebuild some antique buildings.
Poor Chinese, don’t you know that history can be copied?
The spiritual food of culture can not be grown by money alone, it takes hundreds of years of heavy accumulation.
Guan Hua stopped and was silent for a long time. When he was convinced that no one was following him, he quickly turned around and turned left and entered Mengduan Hutong.
No. 45, Mengduan Hutong, is the residence of Prince Guo, the Sun of Emperor Yongzheng in the Qing Dynasty. It has always been called the best representative work of Siheyuan by cultural relics scholars.
As soon as Guan Hua walked into the mansion, several crabapple trees flashed through and walked into one of the small houses. The extreme east house faced south and faced the wall. A large mahogany bed was placed with golden silk woven yellow brocade tents hanging. It was very beautiful.
A woman stood along the bed, as beautiful as Chaoxu, as melancholy as pine waves. Only her melancholy makes her look extremely seductive. The crystal-like soft wave can melt any man in the world.
Guan Zhao looked at the man in front of him happily, still as arrogant as before, and as magnificent as strange rocks, not a little less than the current adversity.
Brother, hello, it's so good... Sister, I'm still worried about you... There seemed to be a heavy fog curtain in front of her eyes, gray and purple. She closed her eyes and said nothing again
Just because her lips were sealed by the water
She felt that her body fell into the deep pool like snow, and was about to be crushed into the beautiful water. This beautiful moment made her wait for a long time and feel anxious.
Guan Zhao was intoxicated
At this moment, she can forget her husband who is not aware of human affairs in the hospital bed, and can forget the vulgar and humble world.
The brother's magnificence and his momentary gaze were enough, enough to give her a little joy and shout
My brother's hands are so gentle, gently, and they penetrated into her depth
Guan Zhao was muttering and panting, and the water was spilling inadvertently. He didn't expect the climax to come so quickly, maybe it was too long
It was still last year. During this period, she fantasized about the scene of lingering with her brothers several times, the countless falling stamens and red leaves, the morning dew that fell gently under the shade of flowers, those attentive begging and moans...
Sister, I miss you so much... Guan Hua sucked the sweet love juice in her mouth tightly. The reality of the past gradually expanded, gradually blurred, and gradually became difficult to recognize.
Guan Zhao's gentle and shallow screams ignited the flames of his soul, and this gorgeous mèi inspired the thunder and rain at the bottom of his soul.
His fingers seduced Guan Zhao's trembling female leech, how many days had he not touched it?
Imagine, it will be like rose juice?
Grape pulp?
Bauhinia liquid?
Agate essence...
Guan Zhao's face showed a thin and slight and pure light, and then he whimpered and fell softly on the Hangzhou silk-weaving phoenix cloth blanket.
She slowly lifted her pink buttocks and cooperated with her brother to take off the black-winged angel lace thong he gave her. This was the last barrier to her lower body.
In amazement, Guan Hua heard the sound of water in a vague way. Accompanied by the sound of the shepherd's flute, milky white glue leaked from her transparent vagina, with the whispers of grass insects, the intoxicating tree color and the fragrance of flowers.
As long as I slip and jump, I will die in this beauty!
He wants
Guan Zhao's clitoris is like a purple grape, sticking between the cliffs on the upper end of the vagina, showing a magnificent scene, round and clear. This is just an embellishment of flowers, and the petals of the vagina are vaguely emitting the color of the sunset.
A wave of emotion aroused in his soul, such a beautiful cherry, the cherry of his lover was hidden, like the pine wind, like the cry of pain, like the despairing sigh on the hometown Langjiang Island...
He buried his head on it, his sharp teeth biting the delicate drip
Could it be that this is a warrior’s tomb, and the time of life will fade away?
Those past torture and honor, dreams of freedom and their natural elimination!
If there is a song that is soft at this time, it will be inferior to their ups and downs.
Guan Zhao's body arched into a bow shape, and the sip of sip was like a leaf in the wave. When the waves surged, the leaves surged, and when the waves were low, the leaves also fell, but when it reached the highest point, the rapid adjustment of her chant and passionate name had reached the boundary between dreams and awakening.
I want you... Guan Hua put the huge expansion under her body in her palm. The vibration of life in the stem body is like Shelley's poem, harmonious, but it has no shortage of violent pulse.
She slowly twisted and rubbed it. This was the stem body full of life's meaning, which contained spirituality. It accompanied her from childhood to adulthood, allowing her to still have gentle words and joy when she dreamed at midnight.
The room was full of light, only the candles on the table were vaguely flashing with stars.
Guan Zhao did not like the ancient houses that his brother bought in his early years, which was like a declining prince. Although his brother also told her that he liked the claustrophobic cultural atmosphere of Beijing Hutong, like their romance that was hidden in the dark.
Every time she comes here, she always doesn't turn on the electric light and just burns a candle. Even though it is clearly extinguished, she can also first show the faint scenery of Prince Guo's mansion back then.
Guan Hua also agrees with her approach
Under the faint candlelight, my sister's smooth and shiny body was even more mysterious, which could instantly intoxicate his vision.
In front of you, this boundless bright naked styling is lined with the radiant iridescent light, this fragrant cheek, this breath, this gorgeous and luxurious artistic conception is always touching his youthful heart
Trembling, with a subtle whisper, Guan Zhao moved to his brother, and the huge under his seat had long been sank into her boundlessness, pushing straight into her happy border
He is so strong!
Guan Zhao's desire became stronger and stronger, and the bone marrow was filled with cool pleasure, like the end of the mountain stream flowing into the lake... The joyful silence is also the deliriousness of the bliss
Maybe, it should be like this every day!
Brother, hurry up... hurry up... go to death, go to death! Or maybe, instant death can achieve eternal life
Guan Hua sat up and almost pushed her into the air. His penis kept jumping in his vagina, like a long mane running, walking hard on the green grass garden.
Guan Zhao's swaying figure trembled like a water plant in the intense bumps, and his passionate long hair floated under the reflection of the candlelight, and his body secreted the incredible fragrance of locust flowers.
Desire is like wings growing, flying out of the world, Guan Zhao's chanting is like the cry of a nightingale, turning into a gentle dark night
Her bold and wild nature is actually to escape from this absurd and cruel world, and to spread as much as she wishes on this inappropriate and fertile land as she wishes.
She couldn't tell her brother what price she had paid to save his future!
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
On the second floor of a casino in Chinatown, New York, the curtains were drawn, and a few plump tung leaves were swaying on the glass. The moonlight was faintly pouring on a Chinese classical sandalwood fragrance bed with white sheets in the window
Wen Yusi was lying on the bed, and the faint needle and thread marks on his face were vaguely showing that he had just finished the operation.
He was awake at this moment, and all the past was breathed in the lake and sea of memory like flowing rivers. His face was filled with a gloomy expression.
Today is the Lantern Festival of the Year of the Snake in the Lunar New Year. Chinatown is bustling and lively, with noisy sounds one after another. The ancient Chinese musical instruments such as gongs, drums, bells and bowls are shining together at this time, showing off their heroic postures.
There should be dragon dance. Just now, the Chinese detective Fu Guoyou of the FBI said that four national martial arts museums are going to have dragon dance teams to make Lantern Festival
This moonlit night is suitable for homesickness
The moonlight has a mysterious gravity that can make the sea waves roar and make the sadness come to tide. The sigh and tears under the moon can create thousands of acres of homesickness.
But all this has nothing to do with Wen Yu
He was born to live a sad life. He had no tears to deal with this bleak Qinghui.
He had already tempered all his emotions into a fast-moving light through the cold and fast sword light.
Perhaps, he still has cold wisdom and hot love in his heart, but it is just a touch of light in the world.
Gerge is one of the few creditworthy politicians in Washington after all, and he lets Guan Hua go
Judging from the tolerance and generosity of Washington and the fact that he actually dispatched a submarine to rescue Zhang Shan, he knew in his heart that Xu Ziping's importance to Washington, but things are always one and two sides. This may be a major harm to China. Then, he undoubtedly played the role of an accomplice.
When they changed their faces again, Wen Yusi knew that Guan Hua's fate would be bumpy and illegitimate from now on.
Although I destroyed the video on the monitor in that operation to rescue Zhang Shan, no matter how skilled the hunter is, he will leave traces, especially his operation is tantamount to declaring war on the entire Red China.
Whether Guan Hua will become a victim of a spy war is not something he can personally decide. Perhaps the military will throw away the pawns and protect the carts and find him as a scapegoat.
Perhaps, Guan Hua's backend is hard enough to protect his political future.
But why wouldn’t I become another victim?
The phone rang
Wen Yusi knew that this moment was finally here
He doesn't know whether the answer to the mystery that has been shrouded in his heart for more than 20 years is to be revealed.
However, the instinctive reaction caused the tension in his inner state, like a string, which touched the most subtle emotions in his heart. The halberd shook the impulse contained in his life, extremely shaking the muscle tissue in his body, and the cold ice burst out in his blood, which strangely triggered his tears.
This kind of moistness hasn't been there for a long time
In order to get this answer, he was willing to give everything, including his life
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
In a wooden house with a sea, half a piece of bread and a few cold meat were placed on a small table, which was the rest of the dinner
There was a Bible on the table in front of the window, and two candlesticks on the stove were lit, and she kept crying. Next to her was a young woman, her long skirt was scattered on the floor like a big butterfly that was about to fly.
The moonlight spread from another window, cageing her whole body, and a graceful figure appeared on the elegant wall tiles. The black hair flowed down like a waterfall, and the faint lips trembled slightly in the quiet moonlight.
She chuckled softly, as if she was thinking about something
A natural vortex on his cheek is as complete as a girl, with a sad tone, but it seems to be stained with a few traces of tears.
She was so addicted that when Wen Yusi walked in, she still smiled and looked at him. In her simple and gentle gaze, Wen Yusi felt a kind of happiness she had never had before!
Hearing Yusi's body trembled, at this moment, he felt helpless, and a desolate expression appeared on his pale face.
Her delicate face seemed to be covered with a layer of lotus-gray gauze, and under the warm moonlight, it was dyed with holy silver waves.
The night is very quiet
You're here, sit
In just a moment, that is, in an instant, Wen Yusi felt his pulse stop beating
The sound is soft like water, warm, drunk, his mind
He didn't sit down
Kneel slowly in front of her, looking up at her, with deep love in her eyes, persistence and shock
Mom, mom...
Guan Hua looked at the front gate tower under the dancing sky, like a dead skeleton
The square with white characters on the blue background looks like a hole in the skeleton's face, looking extremely melancholy
Endure loneliness, endure darkness, endure this long night!
Even if he has something to say, he will swallow it in his stomach with tears. He can no longer have his own language
As the night approaches, Guanhua feels that the Spring Festival this year is particularly cold
The branches on the roadside are dipped in silver flowers, the ice flowers are shining, and there is a little crystal clearness. Even if they are exposed to the wind and frost, they still smile quietly.
Guan Hua didn't have this feeling at this time
He looked up at the sky, and there were a few remaining stars falling sparsely, but they didn't look bright.
He felt that he was sitting in a small boat, bumping from one peak to another, his body involuntarily rotating left and right, never touching his feet
He raised his foot and pressed it down hard where he stood, as if he believed that the soil under his feet was not solid
The wound on the face still felt a slight pain, and the gunshot wound on the wrist was not healed, Guan Hua couldn't help but sigh and breathed a long sigh
That day, when he was surrounded, he still pulled out his gun, thinking that even if he died, he would not be a prisoner.
But after all, it was still slow. He was hit on the wrist and then arrested
Then, he was anesthetized. When he woke up, he was in the consulate. In the days between them, he had already spanned two years, 2000 and 2001, and it can be said that it was between the 20th and 21st centuries.
The days that followed made Guan Hua feel even more ridiculous
He was under house arrest, review, review, or review, day after day review made his nerves almost collapse
Suddenly one day, a notice came, asking him to go home and wait for his appointment, but he could not leave Beijing during this period
Even if the review is passed, I will be finished
What will a defeated general end like? It goes without saying
Guan Hua lowered his head and walked through two old alleys.
The ever-changing city of Beijing is full of magical changes
It was just after the seventh day of the Chinese New Year. On this large wasteland covered with rubble, several bulldozers and mud trucks were already running, and the workers were busy in the cold wind.
Several bald trees with leaves fell still stood stubbornly on the engulfed land, with thin branches stretching into the sky, trembling slightly in the cold north wind
Next to the ancient tree, there is a lonely house. The wooden structure on the roof has been revealed, and together with the gray tiles and slightly raised eaves, it reveals the complexity and exquisiteness of the original construction.
This wasteland was called Jinchengfang during the Yuan Dynasty. It was also the residence of the royal palace and government agencies during the Ming and Qing dynasties. Fengcheng Hutong, Mengduan Hutong, Hyaluronica Hutong, Wuding Hutong... But I heard that this place will be completely broken down in the next few years.
Is this the price that cities have to pay for progress?
Guan Hua shook his head
A short-sighted China!
He stepped on a tile, and the crisp sound of cracking told him that he stepped on a piece of Chinese history
Two years ago, the area around the fresh fish mouth outside Qianmen Street and Dashilan were included in the historical and cultural protection zone. However, in a blink of an eye, part of it has been demolished. I heard that several streets will rebuild some antique buildings.
Poor Chinese, don’t you know that history can be copied?
The spiritual food of culture can not be grown by money alone, it takes hundreds of years of heavy accumulation.
Guan Hua stopped and was silent for a long time. When he was convinced that no one was following him, he quickly turned around and turned left and entered Mengduan Hutong.
No. 45, Mengduan Hutong, is the residence of Prince Guo, the Sun of Emperor Yongzheng in the Qing Dynasty. It has always been called the best representative work of Siheyuan by cultural relics scholars.
As soon as Guan Hua walked into the mansion, several crabapple trees flashed through and walked into one of the small houses. The extreme east house faced south and faced the wall. A large mahogany bed was placed with golden silk woven yellow brocade tents hanging. It was very beautiful.
A woman stood along the bed, as beautiful as Chaoxu, as melancholy as pine waves. Only her melancholy makes her look extremely seductive. The crystal-like soft wave can melt any man in the world.
Guan Zhao looked at the man in front of him happily, still as arrogant as before, and as magnificent as strange rocks, not a little less than the current adversity.
Brother, hello, it's so good... Sister, I'm still worried about you... There seemed to be a heavy fog curtain in front of her eyes, gray and purple. She closed her eyes and said nothing again
Just because her lips were sealed by the water
She felt that her body fell into the deep pool like snow, and was about to be crushed into the beautiful water. This beautiful moment made her wait for a long time and feel anxious.
Guan Zhao was intoxicated
At this moment, she can forget her husband who is not aware of human affairs in the hospital bed, and can forget the vulgar and humble world.
The brother's magnificence and his momentary gaze were enough, enough to give her a little joy and shout
My brother's hands are so gentle, gently, and they penetrated into her depth
Guan Zhao was muttering and panting, and the water was spilling inadvertently. He didn't expect the climax to come so quickly, maybe it was too long
It was still last year. During this period, she fantasized about the scene of lingering with her brothers several times, the countless falling stamens and red leaves, the morning dew that fell gently under the shade of flowers, those attentive begging and moans...
Sister, I miss you so much... Guan Hua sucked the sweet love juice in her mouth tightly. The reality of the past gradually expanded, gradually blurred, and gradually became difficult to recognize.
Guan Zhao's gentle and shallow screams ignited the flames of his soul, and this gorgeous mèi inspired the thunder and rain at the bottom of his soul.
His fingers seduced Guan Zhao's trembling female leech, how many days had he not touched it?
Imagine, it will be like rose juice?
Grape pulp?
Bauhinia liquid?
Agate essence...
Guan Zhao's face showed a thin and slight and pure light, and then he whimpered and fell softly on the Hangzhou silk-weaving phoenix cloth blanket.
She slowly lifted her pink buttocks and cooperated with her brother to take off the black-winged angel lace thong he gave her. This was the last barrier to her lower body.
In amazement, Guan Hua heard the sound of water in a vague way. Accompanied by the sound of the shepherd's flute, milky white glue leaked from her transparent vagina, with the whispers of grass insects, the intoxicating tree color and the fragrance of flowers.
As long as I slip and jump, I will die in this beauty!
He wants
Guan Zhao's clitoris is like a purple grape, sticking between the cliffs on the upper end of the vagina, showing a magnificent scene, round and clear. This is just an embellishment of flowers, and the petals of the vagina are vaguely emitting the color of the sunset.
A wave of emotion aroused in his soul, such a beautiful cherry, the cherry of his lover was hidden, like the pine wind, like the cry of pain, like the despairing sigh on the hometown Langjiang Island...
He buried his head on it, his sharp teeth biting the delicate drip
Could it be that this is a warrior’s tomb, and the time of life will fade away?
Those past torture and honor, dreams of freedom and their natural elimination!
If there is a song that is soft at this time, it will be inferior to their ups and downs.
Guan Zhao's body arched into a bow shape, and the sip of sip was like a leaf in the wave. When the waves surged, the leaves surged, and when the waves were low, the leaves also fell, but when it reached the highest point, the rapid adjustment of her chant and passionate name had reached the boundary between dreams and awakening.
I want you... Guan Hua put the huge expansion under her body in her palm. The vibration of life in the stem body is like Shelley's poem, harmonious, but it has no shortage of violent pulse.
She slowly twisted and rubbed it. This was the stem body full of life's meaning, which contained spirituality. It accompanied her from childhood to adulthood, allowing her to still have gentle words and joy when she dreamed at midnight.
The room was full of light, only the candles on the table were vaguely flashing with stars.
Guan Zhao did not like the ancient houses that his brother bought in his early years, which was like a declining prince. Although his brother also told her that he liked the claustrophobic cultural atmosphere of Beijing Hutong, like their romance that was hidden in the dark.
Every time she comes here, she always doesn't turn on the electric light and just burns a candle. Even though it is clearly extinguished, she can also first show the faint scenery of Prince Guo's mansion back then.
Guan Hua also agrees with her approach
Under the faint candlelight, my sister's smooth and shiny body was even more mysterious, which could instantly intoxicate his vision.
In front of you, this boundless bright naked styling is lined with the radiant iridescent light, this fragrant cheek, this breath, this gorgeous and luxurious artistic conception is always touching his youthful heart
Trembling, with a subtle whisper, Guan Zhao moved to his brother, and the huge under his seat had long been sank into her boundlessness, pushing straight into her happy border
He is so strong!
Guan Zhao's desire became stronger and stronger, and the bone marrow was filled with cool pleasure, like the end of the mountain stream flowing into the lake... The joyful silence is also the deliriousness of the bliss
Maybe, it should be like this every day!
Brother, hurry up... hurry up... go to death, go to death! Or maybe, instant death can achieve eternal life
Guan Hua sat up and almost pushed her into the air. His penis kept jumping in his vagina, like a long mane running, walking hard on the green grass garden.
Guan Zhao's swaying figure trembled like a water plant in the intense bumps, and his passionate long hair floated under the reflection of the candlelight, and his body secreted the incredible fragrance of locust flowers.
Desire is like wings growing, flying out of the world, Guan Zhao's chanting is like the cry of a nightingale, turning into a gentle dark night
Her bold and wild nature is actually to escape from this absurd and cruel world, and to spread as much as she wishes on this inappropriate and fertile land as she wishes.
She couldn't tell her brother what price she had paid to save his future!
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
On the second floor of a casino in Chinatown, New York, the curtains were drawn, and a few plump tung leaves were swaying on the glass. The moonlight was faintly pouring on a Chinese classical sandalwood fragrance bed with white sheets in the window
Wen Yusi was lying on the bed, and the faint needle and thread marks on his face were vaguely showing that he had just finished the operation.
He was awake at this moment, and all the past was breathed in the lake and sea of memory like flowing rivers. His face was filled with a gloomy expression.
Today is the Lantern Festival of the Year of the Snake in the Lunar New Year. Chinatown is bustling and lively, with noisy sounds one after another. The ancient Chinese musical instruments such as gongs, drums, bells and bowls are shining together at this time, showing off their heroic postures.
There should be dragon dance. Just now, the Chinese detective Fu Guoyou of the FBI said that four national martial arts museums are going to have dragon dance teams to make Lantern Festival
This moonlit night is suitable for homesickness
The moonlight has a mysterious gravity that can make the sea waves roar and make the sadness come to tide. The sigh and tears under the moon can create thousands of acres of homesickness.
But all this has nothing to do with Wen Yu
He was born to live a sad life. He had no tears to deal with this bleak Qinghui.
He had already tempered all his emotions into a fast-moving light through the cold and fast sword light.
Perhaps, he still has cold wisdom and hot love in his heart, but it is just a touch of light in the world.
Gerge is one of the few creditworthy politicians in Washington after all, and he lets Guan Hua go
Judging from the tolerance and generosity of Washington and the fact that he actually dispatched a submarine to rescue Zhang Shan, he knew in his heart that Xu Ziping's importance to Washington, but things are always one and two sides. This may be a major harm to China. Then, he undoubtedly played the role of an accomplice.
When they changed their faces again, Wen Yusi knew that Guan Hua's fate would be bumpy and illegitimate from now on.
Although I destroyed the video on the monitor in that operation to rescue Zhang Shan, no matter how skilled the hunter is, he will leave traces, especially his operation is tantamount to declaring war on the entire Red China.
Whether Guan Hua will become a victim of a spy war is not something he can personally decide. Perhaps the military will throw away the pawns and protect the carts and find him as a scapegoat.
Perhaps, Guan Hua's backend is hard enough to protect his political future.
But why wouldn’t I become another victim?
The phone rang
Wen Yusi knew that this moment was finally here
He doesn't know whether the answer to the mystery that has been shrouded in his heart for more than 20 years is to be revealed.
However, the instinctive reaction caused the tension in his inner state, like a string, which touched the most subtle emotions in his heart. The halberd shook the impulse contained in his life, extremely shaking the muscle tissue in his body, and the cold ice burst out in his blood, which strangely triggered his tears.
This kind of moistness hasn't been there for a long time
In order to get this answer, he was willing to give everything, including his life
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
In a wooden house with a sea, half a piece of bread and a few cold meat were placed on a small table, which was the rest of the dinner
There was a Bible on the table in front of the window, and two candlesticks on the stove were lit, and she kept crying. Next to her was a young woman, her long skirt was scattered on the floor like a big butterfly that was about to fly.
The moonlight spread from another window, cageing her whole body, and a graceful figure appeared on the elegant wall tiles. The black hair flowed down like a waterfall, and the faint lips trembled slightly in the quiet moonlight.
She chuckled softly, as if she was thinking about something
A natural vortex on his cheek is as complete as a girl, with a sad tone, but it seems to be stained with a few traces of tears.
She was so addicted that when Wen Yusi walked in, she still smiled and looked at him. In her simple and gentle gaze, Wen Yusi felt a kind of happiness she had never had before!
Hearing Yusi's body trembled, at this moment, he felt helpless, and a desolate expression appeared on his pale face.
Her delicate face seemed to be covered with a layer of lotus-gray gauze, and under the warm moonlight, it was dyed with holy silver waves.
The night is very quiet
You're here, sit
In just a moment, that is, in an instant, Wen Yusi felt his pulse stop beating
The sound is soft like water, warm, drunk, his mind
He didn't sit down
Kneel slowly in front of her, looking up at her, with deep love in her eyes, persistence and shock
Mom, mom...
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