Xiaohuo and A Ming returned to the villa and saw that Director Zhao, Qian Shengchan and others were still planning tomorrow's shooting plan in the room. They greeted him from afar and did not go in.
At the door of the wooden house, Xiaohuo let go of A Ming's hand. He just now didn't see Xiaohuo's expression clearly in the darkness. The moment Xiaohuo threw away his hand, A Ming looked at Xiaohuo's face with attention.
His contact with her was only done through hands, because darkness isolated their relationship with the world, and they handed over their grasp of the world to their hands. So, A Ming felt that when he came back all the way, Xiaohuo's hand was handed in his palm, so soft, so gentle, so obedient.
The delicateness of a human hand is actually enough to match the soul.
After years of evolution and domestication, human hands have become highly sensitive, and the potential functions of hands are extremely powerful. As long as we are confident that our opponents will exercise, we will give more functions to our hands like blind people.
When A Ming touched Xiaohuo's slender fingers, it was the happiest period in the darkness.
He knew that he did not deserve the love that Xiaohuo gave, but that he was most satisfied with being able to have Xiaohuo's hands and truly possessed them completely, without having Xiaohuo's hands under the surveillance of the camera and the A-film audience.
In this kind of hand contact, A Ming felt even more obedience to him and trust him that Xiaohuo had never felt before.
Her hand held a willingness to flow, a will to let him ravage him, handed it to A Ming's hand. She even handed her weight, her pull during movement, and her recognition of direction in the darkness to him through her hands, just like a girl putting all her life choices into his hands.
A Ming felt that when he was holding Xiaohuo's hand, he could take her anywhere.
This is the fulfillment of the night, and this is the gift of the mountains and fields.
When Ah Ming let go of Xiaohuo's hand, they were exposed to the lights of the cabin.
Xiaohuo raised his eyes soaked in darkness. When her bright eyes appeared under the light again, she put down her thick bamboo forest-like eyes, blocking the light's invasion of her black grape-like eyes.
The dizzy lights lined up on Xiaohuo's slightly closed eyelids, but A Ming wanted to know the real language in her eyes, so he stared at Xiaohuo's eyes boldly. In the darkness, he just felt her palms. When he broke up tonight, he strongly hoped to go deep into the heart of the girl who handed her hands to him.
Xiaohuo twisted his head, as if he was brushing away the external light that was harassing her. A Ming's heart suddenly pounded. Xiaohuo opened her eyes, and a docile and faint light emitted from his black pupils. However, A Ming seemed to feel that this gaze was brighter and more passionate than the rampant light outside the villa.
In fact, this is the girl's restrained light.
The girl's eyes will observe the world in two directions. When she looks at the outside world, her eyes have strong penetration, but the girl also has a kind of light of inward vision, which is a candle to her own soul, a kind of deep thinking about herself. At this time, the girl's eyes restrained their outward force and became confused and deep. Her eyes will be thoughtful, but the focus is not focused. This is because she is observing her own thoughts.
A girl who looks inward is an extremely beautiful girl. Many painters express the charming affection of the angel-like angel-looking girl on their own paintings.
At this moment, she has no desire or electricity, but she is immersed in her own heart, and her eyes are projected into her own thoughts.
When Xiaohuo opened his eyes slightly, it was actually a girl's confused look that looked at herself.
In her eyes, the abundance of her soul, the pleasure of intoxicating with her own soul, and a faint aura that was as quiet as morning mist was blowing on her face.
She was a little shy, a little shy, and the expression that was instantly drifted away from Xiaohuo's eyes because of her flawless surprise. She punched and kicked A Ming's heart. Although she was peaceful and gentle, this was the greatest attack power of a woman.
A Ming almost felt that he was completely destroyed by Xiaohuo's charming expression at this moment.
Xiaohuo... A Ming shouted a little out of control.
Um.Xiaohuo looked at A Ming with a condescending expression.
You...rest.A Ming said weakly.
I know.
A sincere smile appeared on the corner of Xiaohuo's mouth, he nodded slightly to A Ming, and then turned around.
Xiaohuo always showed a kind of moodiness in front of A Ming, but Xiaohuo at the last moment even more powerfully captured A Ming.
When he came back in the house, Ah Ming had not recovered for a long time.
After a while, the crying and crying sounds of Feng Ling and Xiao Mei came from outside, saying that Xiao Huo and A Ming were lost, and then Qian Shengchan's laughter came, and Xiao Huo's ghost trick was played and everyone was happy.
At the door of the wooden house, Xiaohuo let go of A Ming's hand. He just now didn't see Xiaohuo's expression clearly in the darkness. The moment Xiaohuo threw away his hand, A Ming looked at Xiaohuo's face with attention.
His contact with her was only done through hands, because darkness isolated their relationship with the world, and they handed over their grasp of the world to their hands. So, A Ming felt that when he came back all the way, Xiaohuo's hand was handed in his palm, so soft, so gentle, so obedient.
The delicateness of a human hand is actually enough to match the soul.
After years of evolution and domestication, human hands have become highly sensitive, and the potential functions of hands are extremely powerful. As long as we are confident that our opponents will exercise, we will give more functions to our hands like blind people.
When A Ming touched Xiaohuo's slender fingers, it was the happiest period in the darkness.
He knew that he did not deserve the love that Xiaohuo gave, but that he was most satisfied with being able to have Xiaohuo's hands and truly possessed them completely, without having Xiaohuo's hands under the surveillance of the camera and the A-film audience.
In this kind of hand contact, A Ming felt even more obedience to him and trust him that Xiaohuo had never felt before.
Her hand held a willingness to flow, a will to let him ravage him, handed it to A Ming's hand. She even handed her weight, her pull during movement, and her recognition of direction in the darkness to him through her hands, just like a girl putting all her life choices into his hands.
A Ming felt that when he was holding Xiaohuo's hand, he could take her anywhere.
This is the fulfillment of the night, and this is the gift of the mountains and fields.
When Ah Ming let go of Xiaohuo's hand, they were exposed to the lights of the cabin.
Xiaohuo raised his eyes soaked in darkness. When her bright eyes appeared under the light again, she put down her thick bamboo forest-like eyes, blocking the light's invasion of her black grape-like eyes.
The dizzy lights lined up on Xiaohuo's slightly closed eyelids, but A Ming wanted to know the real language in her eyes, so he stared at Xiaohuo's eyes boldly. In the darkness, he just felt her palms. When he broke up tonight, he strongly hoped to go deep into the heart of the girl who handed her hands to him.
Xiaohuo twisted his head, as if he was brushing away the external light that was harassing her. A Ming's heart suddenly pounded. Xiaohuo opened her eyes, and a docile and faint light emitted from his black pupils. However, A Ming seemed to feel that this gaze was brighter and more passionate than the rampant light outside the villa.
In fact, this is the girl's restrained light.
The girl's eyes will observe the world in two directions. When she looks at the outside world, her eyes have strong penetration, but the girl also has a kind of light of inward vision, which is a candle to her own soul, a kind of deep thinking about herself. At this time, the girl's eyes restrained their outward force and became confused and deep. Her eyes will be thoughtful, but the focus is not focused. This is because she is observing her own thoughts.
A girl who looks inward is an extremely beautiful girl. Many painters express the charming affection of the angel-like angel-looking girl on their own paintings.
At this moment, she has no desire or electricity, but she is immersed in her own heart, and her eyes are projected into her own thoughts.
When Xiaohuo opened his eyes slightly, it was actually a girl's confused look that looked at herself.
In her eyes, the abundance of her soul, the pleasure of intoxicating with her own soul, and a faint aura that was as quiet as morning mist was blowing on her face.
She was a little shy, a little shy, and the expression that was instantly drifted away from Xiaohuo's eyes because of her flawless surprise. She punched and kicked A Ming's heart. Although she was peaceful and gentle, this was the greatest attack power of a woman.
A Ming almost felt that he was completely destroyed by Xiaohuo's charming expression at this moment.
Xiaohuo... A Ming shouted a little out of control.
Um.Xiaohuo looked at A Ming with a condescending expression.
You...rest.A Ming said weakly.
I know.
A sincere smile appeared on the corner of Xiaohuo's mouth, he nodded slightly to A Ming, and then turned around.
Xiaohuo always showed a kind of moodiness in front of A Ming, but Xiaohuo at the last moment even more powerfully captured A Ming.
When he came back in the house, Ah Ming had not recovered for a long time.
After a while, the crying and crying sounds of Feng Ling and Xiao Mei came from outside, saying that Xiao Huo and A Ming were lost, and then Qian Shengchan's laughter came, and Xiao Huo's ghost trick was played and everyone was happy.
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