Chapter 7 White and so good voice

Chapter 7 is so beautiful that it sounds so good.

The cloud picture is red.

His breath surrounded her.

A faint mint scent that dispels the scent of the stone. He breathes smoothly and his heart beats vigorously. The brain of the cloud painting is a little dizzy!

"Concentrate, the good show is opening!" The low voice sounded in her ear. What’s even worse is that he actually...

He actually marries her pony tail!

Cloud painting only feels that the blood of the whole body is pouring up!

She is about to explode!

She can't wait to open the man behind her, but another star of the good show has already appeared. She can only maintain the current position and concentrate on watching the show.

When He Yuxiang approached, Han Lulu behind the Taolin tablet just wringed out the clothes.

When he heard the footsteps, Han Lulu’s face changed immediately.

"Hehe...He Yuxiang? Is that you?" Han Lulu asked with a bite, his voice with a slight vibrato, and obviously her mood was not calm.

The footsteps over there were paused, no one spoke, and then continued to approach.

He Yuxiang walked to the Taolin monument and saw the curled Han Lulu.

"Why, I have the courage to ask me out, and I have no courage to see me at this time. What equipment is there?" The boy's voice was filled with disdain and contempt.

At this moment, the body of the cloud painting is getting stiffer and more, and all kinds of tastes are coming to mind.

What He Yuxiang said, exactly the same as when she experienced this scene in her previous life, a word has not changed, and even the tone is exactly the same.

"I... I am a little inconvenient now..." Han Lulu’s voice shook a little.

Even though her character is greatly embarrassed, because she has a father who is the director, she has some temper, but in the face of the boys she likes, she is also inferior and timid, not much better than the cloud paintings of the year.

Han Lulu did not dare to let He Yuxiang see her at the moment.

But He Yuxiang doesn't care so much.

He went straight to the back of the Taolin monument and saw Han Lulu, who was awkward at the moment.

......

At the moment, the stone is in the seam.

The whole picture of the cloud painting has been completely stiff.

Although she is not really ignorant of a girl, but at this moment with a strange man so close to a small space, she is still a variety of embarrassment, all kinds of discomfort.

When I think of the man behind me who doesn't know when to hide, the whole person in the cloud painting is a little dizzy.

He almost circled the cloud painting in his arms, and blocked the corners of the rockery stone for her...

She moved her body and wanted to stay away from him, but the space for this stone was too small.

Cloud painting has been so anxious that it is almost self-sufficient.

"You, you are past!" Cloud painting was angry.

"In the past? Shantou, let's make sense. This place is just like this. I am alone. I am rushing in and occupying my site. Is it good to let me go?" The man's voice was low and hoarse, so good. It’s fascinating. “It’s always a matter of coming first.”

I used to listen to people to describe someone's voice so that the ear is pregnant, and now she is also a personal experience!

It’s nice to be nice, but the other side is a rogue, and this is a good voice!

Cloud paintings hate in the heart.

At the moment, the scene of the Taolin monument.

Han Lulu was ashamed and embarrassed, and the whole person looked down and could not hide.

He Yuxiang sneered a sneer, grabbed her short sleeves in her hand, and the voice was even more frivolous: "Han Lulu, it turned out to be you. You really don't want to face, I want to come out when I come out, I want to do it. what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)

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