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An Yue feels that there is a stove attached to himself.

She moved uncomfortably and whispered, "You are not too close to me."

An Shi suddenly did not smell, the head buried in her neck, sniffed a little, whispered: "Is there something?"

An Yue felt itchy at the neck, and the bottom of her heart seemed to have feathers. She bit her lip and said, "No, you don't stick to me, it's not comfortable."

She can already feel what is being pressed against the butt.

This person...what is this person always thinking about it.

Thinking of this, she has some grievances.

He wants to marry her, is it because she likes to do something with her?

The male master in the overbearing president's novel is very abstinent, but after sleeping the female master once, he wants to sleep for the second time, has nothing to do with love, is completely addicted to her body.

She doesn't want to be like this, as if she is a color waiter.

Feeling that he was getting closer and closer to her, she was upset with her mood and said loudly: "All said that letting you stay away from me, you are bothered."

An Shizhen’s body was stiff and slowly released her.

An Yue suddenly felt very uncomfortable. She didn't want to talk to him like this, but she was always unwilling.

Not willing to let her like him, but he does not like her.

Near the year, An Yue thought of the things on the other side of the family, and it was even more worrying.

Her leg was hurt, and An Shizhen did not detain her as she did before, and she would not let her go.

In the morning, Zhou Xiaomin asked her to go out shopping.

An Yue said to An Shizhen, and he did not object.

She won't drive, it is Ansu who drove her past.

Zhou Xiaomin saw that An Yue was not very good, and asked: "You are too late to fight with your family last night, no rest?"

An Yue’s face was red and she stared at her. “What are you talking about?”

"What is this? Now this society is very open. It’s too normal for male and female friends." Zhou Xiaomin did not care.

An Yue does not want to talk to her, color girl!

"Let's go, buy clothes and go, haven't been shopping with you for a long time, let me see the future of Mrs. An Shao's handwriting." Zhou Xiaomin said with a smile.

The two had not been able to come out to meet because of a leg injury.

In fact, after the last time An Yue returned to City B from City A, Zhou Xiaomin rarely went to find her.

Part of the reason is that everyone is busy, partly because An Yue didn't want to see her at that time.

Zhou Xiaomin lost a lot in this semester and became a beautiful woman.

However, after clearing his own mind, An Yue could not help but think, perhaps the person who is suitable for Huayu has never been himself, but Zhou Xiaomin.

When they used to go out to play with them, they were generally both Huayu and Zhou Xiaomin. She was like an outsider.

She hesitated and asked: "Xiao Min, you tell me honestly, do you like Huayu?"

Zhou Xiaomin looked at An Yue with amazement. "What jokes are you doing, how can I like him?"

An Yue licked his lips, right?

Zhou Xiaomin smiled. "Maybe Huayu is not bad. I am also acquainted with him, but from the beginning to the end I know that he likes you. You are my sweet girlfriend. How can I think of him?" ”

"But I am not like him at all, you..." An Yue’s words were not finished, but she knew that Zhou Xiaomin would definitely understand.

Zhou Xiaomin did not agree. "There are so many men in the world, and I am not the only one."

An Yue thought about it, it seems to be.

Suitable, not necessarily together.