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? For Chu Wanning, this is the first time that he is close to the palm of Mo Ran, and his fingers are intertwined.
He felt that enough was enough, too much. Fortunately, Mo Ran didn't take any more actions, otherwise he might really be able to jump down from a height of a hundred feet and escape.
What a blessing.
As far as Mo Ran is concerned, this is the first time he has clinging to Chu Wanning's palms and interlocking his fingers.
He felt that it was not enough, too little, but fortunately he didn't do more, otherwise he would want to kiss and ask for more after holding hands.
Really bad.
But even so, Mo Ran could still feel that Chu Wanning seemed to be on the run.
When they fell from the sword that day, Chu Wanning turned around and ran without saying a word. After running for two steps, he felt that his pace was getting faster and then slowed down immediately.
Slowed down and took two steps, when he heard Mo Ran following him behind him, in shame and panic, he started to walk again.
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Mo Ran looked at him striding forward, feeling itchy and painful, hot and soft.
Seeing Chu Wanning buried his head towards a big tree, Mo Ran immediately said: "Be careful¡ª¡ª!"
"boom!"
Still hit the ground.
He hurried over and asked, "Does it hurt? Let me see."
Chu WanNing held his forehead and didn't say a word. After a while, he walked forward again.
Mo Ran wanted to follow, but he heard him say: "Don't follow me."
"I have to go back and rest."
"You stand there and let the wind blow for a while, and then come in after it cools down."
Is it cold?
Mo Ran laughed, how do you cool off?
After holding your hand, this night, my heart is warm.
But he was still obedient and did not continue to follow. He stood under the cold moonlight, watching Chu Wanning go far away until he disappeared behind the wall, then walked to the tree that Chu Wanning accidentally bumped into, and after a while, he put his forehead on the trunk superior.
The scab was rough, and he closed his eyes.
Chu Wanning
like him.
Flying flowers and flowing water, the isolated island is like spring.
The bright moon is in the sky, and the clear clouds cover the sun.
The tide is dark, the water and the sky are the same color.
No matter how good the world is, it can't be compared to one sentence, Chu Wanning likes him.
Even if he is lack of words and stupid in aptitude, at this moment, his heart is full of emotion and his thoughts are springing up. Love can turn a simple and straight wood like Mo Weiyu into a poet, Chu Wanning likes him, Chu Wanning Chu Wanning likes him!
He rubbed the bark with his forehead, wanting to be calm, to endure, to "cool down", to
No, it can't be done.
He couldn't calm down anymore, couldn't help it, couldn't cool off, his closed eyes were trembling slightly, tenderness and ecstasy filled the gap between his eyelashes, the corners of his mouth curled up, the dimples on his cheeks were getting deeper and deeper, filled with The affection overflowed more and more.
Chu WanNing likes him.
like him.
It is the person he is infatuated with, the best person in the world, the person he wants to hold in his arms for the rest of his life, it is Chu Wanning it is Chu Wanning
Tangtang stepped on the immortal emperor in front of him, and now the master Mo of the cultivation world, actually in this wild and uninhabited white sand, leaning against a big tree with rustling branches, with his eyes closed and his head lowered, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he laughed out loud .
Because Chu WanNing likes him, the wind he smells is sweet, and the sound of waves he hears is sweet.
Chu WanNing, like him.
He lowered his eyes and smiled, but when he smiled, he cried.
He grinned like a lunatic, with tears streaming down his face, so sweet, but his heart ached.
Chu Wanning
like him.
?From the town of Caidie, they have secretly carried their hair-tying tips.
like him¡¡
He suddenly wanted to know, since when, Chu Wanning has been standing behind him, silently accompanying, waiting silently, waiting for him to turn his head, waiting for him to reach out, waiting for him to turn around and see.
Chu Wanning, how long have you been waiting?
In this life, in the previous life.
Stacked together, twenty years?
? Longer than twenty years.
He is Mo Weiyu who sees through the dust and smoke, and knows that the most priceless thing in this world is time.
?Under the power, turn your hands into clouds and turn your hands into rain, any treasures, sweet words from beautiful women, will come in a steady stream, only the years, the dead are like a river, and they can no longer be chased.
A person who is willing to exchange ten thousand taels of gold for you is desire.
theMo Ran didn't do anything, this person who used to go shopping in a kiln and made a lot of trouble suddenly became so dull, cautious, compassionate, and respectful.
He put on his clothes and lay down.
Chu WanNing breathed a sigh of relief, and vaguely gave birth to some melancholy, but before he had time to feel ashamed of his melancholy, he heard Mo Ran get up from the ground again. Then, Luo Wei moved lightly, and he opened his bed curtain.
Chu Wanning's heart raised his throat, he was motionless, still curled up and sleeping, and tried his best to adjust his breathing, hoping not to be noticed by the other party.
He didn't know what Mo Ran wanted to do when he got up suddenly.
He has never been married to a Taoist couple, nor has he broken any precepts. His only knowledge about sex comes from those inexplicable and absurd dreams.
He is like a person who has never been in the water. He is more afraid of the turbulent waves than he is longing for it. He would rather find a small pool of water that only reaches his waist. If he was asked to face the river tide head-on, he was afraid that he would drown in the whirlpool.
Therefore, he is actually very afraid that Mo Ran will make more moves.
However, I don't know if it was because Mo Ran felt his slight trembling, or heard his unsatisfactory heartbeat, Mo Ran stood quietly for a while, and then he leaned over¡ª¡ª
He leaned a little low, and Chu Wanning could almost feel his fiery and vigorous breath, and his fiery chest seemed to be pressed down.
But just, looking at him like this for a while, brushing a strand of hair from his sideburns behind his ears, and after the quilt was rustled, he covered him with a warm quilt.
Chu WanNing settled down a bit, feeling satisfied and dissatisfied. But from this point of view, Mo Ran is still honest
The word "person" is still in the mind, and the honest man Mo Ran lowered his head again. Chu Wanning only had time to feel the soft and warm touch on his cheeks, and his head buzzed and set off a stormy sea, stinging To the boulders on the shore, thousands of piles of snow foam are splashed.
The smoldering breath lingered around him, burning him, and tormenting him.
He kissed his side cheek.
How many people can face the sleeping face of their loved one, just stand by and watch, just cover the quilt, just say good night.
Mo Weiyu exhausted all restraint and patience, and the chains were deeply drawn into the flesh of desire, strangling others, but finally misplaced this soft and gentle kiss.
The blood is rumbling, poor Wanye Yuheng is wise and martial, calm and calm all his life, heroic, but in the hot and deep breath of Mo Weiyu, his cheeks are hot and his palms are sweating.
For a moment, he couldn't think about anything, he couldn't realize anything, he was holding his breath, his heart beat so fast that it seemed that he no longer belonged to him, the world was vast, as if there was nothing left, and it seemed that there was a sudden burst of pain in his stomach. A clump of fire was ignited, and colorful intertwined light spots flashed in front of my eyes. Dizzy, he could barely realize one thing:
Mo Ran was kissing him.
Even though it's just a profile.
As for other things, such as how long Mo Ran kissed, he has no spare time to think about it. His fingers are clenched under the quilt, hot and sweaty, and his eyelids are trembling and trembling
Fortunately, the night was very dark, and Mo Ran could not see his flicking eyelashes.
Fortunately, Chu Wanning's face was too hot, and the whole person was groggy, so he didn't feel it. When kissing, a drop of warm tears slipped from Mo Ran's cheeks and smeared between his necks. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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