When I was in a fierce ideological struggle, the green butterfly snuggled over timidly, and her hot cheeks were pressed tightly against my neck: "Young Master is cold." Is it cold to sweat on my forehead? What kind of physique is this

"Yeah, cold, I'll add a blanket to the bed." Just as I wanted to sit up, I was stunned by the actions of Green Butterfly. Green Butterfly was as if she was possessed by an octopus under the sea, and her arms were like a powerful suction cup, fixing me firmly on the bed: "Don't be young master, that's fine, you'll hug the green Butterfly." The little girl blushed like Guan Gong singing, her eyes were closed tightly, and her eyelashes trembled due to tension.

"Oh, okay." I was like the wooden fish that knocked it, and my powerful arms that could produce a lion and tiger were tightly hugged the green butterfly in my arms, almost knocking the girl out of nowhere. Fortunately, I discovered it in time.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it." I apologized to her sincerely. Oh my god, what are I doing? I hugged a beautiful girl, why would I apologize to her? It seems that I don't know myself too much, which means that although I have the potential to become an uncle, my essence is still a gentleman.

"Young Master, I want to listen to that story again?" After a long time, the Green Butterfly finally breathed and whispered gently in my ears.

"Which" puts her hand on her boneless waist and back, listening to her slightly tender voice echoing in her ears. At this moment, I no longer have the idea of ​​having sex, only a deep kind of care in my heart, in my hands

"It's the story of that Cinderella." Green Butterfly squeezed her face to my chest, her voice was dull. Who is coming? Are you not afraid of suffocating yourself to death?

"You can show your face, right? You're the one in my room, don't be nervous. That's right. Look at your sweat, okay, I'll tell the story now, but don't scratch my waist with your hands, sister." Green butterfly's gentle and shy laughter was so nice.

"In a very distant country, there is a girl named Xin Dai. Her mother died when she was very young. Not long after, she had a stepmother and two strange sisters. At this time, the bell of midnight began to ring, and she had to leave her beloved's arms, carry the corner of her skirt and run towards the darkness."

I don’t know how long it took, but I didn’t even know when the green butterfly disappeared. I listened to her even and delicate breathing. I kept my posture, my eyes had already crossed the damn roof that blocked my sight, and passed through the thick cumulus clouds. In the high clear sky, looking at this extraordinarily pleasing world, I seemed to hear my own snoring. At this moment, no Uncle Cheng and his daughter would disturb me again.

As the sky was lightening, I quietly got up like a thief, put on my clothes, walked out of the room with a pair of dark circles, and the green butterfly was sleeping soundly on my bed with a sweet smile, with crystal saliva flowing from the corner of my mouth, and the long eyelashes covered her clear and transparent eyes. The dispersed black hair was on her face, and the black and white contrasted with each other. She was such a cute girl.

Breathing the fresh and cold air, and long crystal icy hangs on the eaves. It was a pity that I could have enjoyed my poetry in the morning. I savored the nightmare of last night, and that feeling was like a fly chewing in my mouth. Uncle Cheng's daughter, Buddha, was on it. It would be better to travel directly to ancient times to fall in love with the primitive man with a mixed hair.

The snow that had been hanging on the already withered trees a few days ago was still hanging on the trees that were already in the withered color. Such an environment is very suitable for chanting poetry, but the problem is that now I just want to stab someone with a knife. It's a damn nightmare. I was so frightened. Think about it carefully. Last night, it seemed that the old man really had the idea of ​​getting married with Uncle Cheng's family. What should I do if I escape marriage? No, I don't want to spend my great youth in a poor mountain valley in the Tang Dynasty, playing a scoundrel? Joke, who can play Uncle Cheng, a scumbag who dares to seek credit and reward in front of His Majesty, pretends to be stupid.

Alas, I am really exhausted. Forget it, I will continue to wait for the school in the school first. If it really doesn't work, I ask the two royal relatives for help. In a few days, Li Ke's high-IQ playboy should return to Beijing. When he comes back, he discusses, maybe that guy with bad water can come up with some good ideas.

After thinking through this end, when I was in a happy mood, I felt a little itchy and uncomfortable in my nose. Then, a loud sneeze rang in the yard, which shocked the beasts in the mansion barked dogs and roosters crowing early exercise time--

"How is Yi Guanwu?" He looked directly at Li Shu, with a very righteous and righteous manner.

This girl didn't have the awareness of a debtor. She leaned on the desk weakly, and circled her beautiful fingers on the table: "No, I won't do this for you, a shameless and vulgar person who is a person who is so arrogant and vulgar. The day before yesterday, she told me that it was for his mother to be shameless! Dingtuan son."

He was angry, his eyebrows were standing upside down, and his domineering aura was shocked: "What? He was still vulgar and shameless when he saw lust. Do you know the Book of Songs? Do you know the good lady and gentlemen?" It's a strange thing. No matter what you usually do, as long as you mention money, this girl will definitely have her eyes shining like she had just finished smoking marijuana. She was full of energy. Today she discussed with her to help get to know Miss Qin Yan. No matter how she looked, she seemed to be infected with avian flu and plague.

"You look like a gentleman?" The little loli, who was immune to the domineering spirit, glanced at me with a slanted look and pulled Li Zhi's classmate to him: "Zhi Nu, do you think this guy looks like a gentleman?"

Li Zhi's head shook quickly: "A gentleman is virtuous, a gentleman is polite." A long speech made my eyes turn green. Li Zhi may have seen me pick up the brush and make a gesture of trying to poke him. He quickly finished speaking: "In general, Brother Jun is a little worse than a gentleman." He also stretched out his little finger to make a nonsense for a long time. Didn't he just want us to forgive their foreign debts? Don't think about it, you are a stern person. Without the butcher Zhang, my second son in the room will still eat a pig with hair.

He fell down angrily: "I said, it's hard to raise children and women."

"I'm a princess! You, you," Li Shu got up and raised his beautiful willow eyebrows, and pointed at me with anger. Li Zhi's brain is a little better than Li Shu who has lost his mind: "Brother Jun, you are not an adult yet, aren't you also a child?" His naive voice, a terrible thinking ability, and the IQ of a fence-bearer is indeed not as strong as an ordinary person.

"Oh" There is no way, so I'm going to use my trump card: "Everyone will lose two sects, and I'd rather let my mother come to the door to propose marriage and then fall in love."

"It's a deal!" Li Shu and Li Zhi high-highs. I'm sure all those things just now were in vain.

But in a blink of an eye, Li Shu lay on the table again, leaned over, coughed twice, but didn't respond?

"What's wrong with Brother Jun? Could it be that I'm suffering from lung heat?" When I was weak, I still maintained a strong spirit of challenge, and I deserve to be a royal loli.

"You have something to worry about." I leaned against the table and looked at Li Shu very seriously.

Li Shu let out a light sniffle and glanced at me: "I didn't expect Mr. Fang to look at him," he half-slimly leaned against the lazy posture of the bed railing, his cheeks that looked like a smile, his faint blush under his eyes, his turbulent style, and his tight clothes perfectly outlined the curves. No matter how you look at it, you think this little loli is really watery.

Swallowing saliva, silently recited ten times, I am a gentleman, and finally got a little normal, and I coughed twice: "Actually, I can predict the future."

The answer I got was a big roll of eyes, plus a dark back of my head: "Dengtuzi."

Damn! Smell girl—
Chapter completed!