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The little figure held in the arms by the monsoon smoke suddenly elongated under the moonlight.

The clothes that were opened turned into strips of cloth and hung on the hardcover body.

The exquisite face that made monsoon smoke marvel for countless times, at this moment, all the green and astringent, knife like facial features, beautiful face, tall and slender body, anti guest oriented, shrouded the dream of monsoon smoke in the shadow.

The rapid gasps echoed in the silent room.

He slightly lowered his eyes, looked at his long and beautiful fingers, looked at the little girl who was unconsciously nestled in his arms, the red eyes bottom, floating silent waves.

The monsoon smoke in my sleep was unconscious.

He took advantage of the moonlight and looked at the sleeping face in his arms. His indifferent face became a little softer. He lay quietly on the bed and hesitated for a long time before he slowly wanted to sit up.

"Go to sleep, son."

"……" Someone froze, and the little hand on his hip was as hot as a soldering iron.

That handsome and extraordinary face is red and transparent.

I don\'t know how long I have been struggling in my heart. Someone can only sigh and gently lift the dishonest paw of monsoon smoke from his buttocks pull open.

The handsome man sat up on the edge of the bed in silence. The moonlight fell on his broad chest. His shabby clothes could not cover his tight stomach. He didn\'t care. He just sat there, staring at the sleeping face of the monsoon smoke.

"I\'ll be back." The man whispered and wanted to get up and leave, but at the moment when he just got up, he felt himself gently pulled by a pull.

He turned around and found that her dress was still tightly held in her hand by the monsoon smoke. She slept so comfortably, but she didn\'t want to let go.

He had no choice but to look at the monsoon smoke, but his eyes fell involuntarily on the ruddy mouth of the monsoon smoke.

The heart suddenly missed a beat.

He bent down and kissed the chattering mouth.

The soft touch and warmth of the lips ironed his soul, but with a gentle touch, his whole body seemed to be burned in the fire. He stood straight in a hurry, his long fingertips brushed his hot lips, and his red eyes were rippling.

Looking at the unknown monsoon smoke, he awkwardly tore off the clothes she was holding, his slender body turned into a dark shadow, and fled in a hurry under the moonlight

This sleep, monsoon smoke sleep very stable, but always feel that there is something old to disturb her sleep.

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning falls on the room from the window, the monsoon smoke stretches and opens its sleepy eyes.

But

The moment she opened her eyes, she froze.

My arms are empty, only the cloth in my hand is left.

Almost in the moment of reaction, the monsoon smoke sprang up from the bed, put on his clothes and walked out of the door directly.

"Son of a bitch, I don\'t know what to say when I wake up."

The monsoon smoke has been looking for a long time in your house. I thought the Liuhuo woke up and went for a walk, but

But she never found it again, that touch of her amazing figure.

……

Some North: red fire trance ha ha ha ha ha.

Little Madman: shut up!

Some North: Ya, there is no more tender tofu to eat. It\'s really broad pity.

Little Madman: return my little fire!

Some North: ha ha Da, while going, I will take my daughter-in-law out to eat, you squat in the corner to grow mushrooms.

Madman: come back! Write it for me!

North: I\'m not. I\'m hungry. I\'m going to eat first! There is no strength to work without enough.