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His breath was still a little heavy, and his cheeks were burning red, all the way to the tips of his ears.
Li Jinan did not respond. Her voice trembled. He unbuttoned his shirt, held her hand firmly, and placed it on his chest. "You touch it, I'm holding it very well"
Qiao Yanran took her hand back.
Li Jinan lowered his eyes, a little hurt, "You said that Jin'an belongs to you alone, don't you want Jin'an anymore?
¡°It¡¯s obviously you who came to provoke Jian¡¯an first¡¡±
There was cold liquid dripping on the back of Qiao Yanran's hand.
Qiao Yanran stretched out her hand to lift his chin, forcing him to raise his head and look at her. She gently bit his lips and whispered: "Mr. Li, can I still trust you?"
Li Jinan trembled.
Qiao Yanran stood up, took out another set of drawings from another drawer, and threw them directly on the table.
This set of drawings is fake and was prepared before.
"Send away."
Li Jinan lowered his eyes.
"Let's take sides, choose him or this general? Huh?"
Qiao Yanran said quietly: "This time, I won't force you."
Li Jinan moved forward, took the drawings from the table, and quickly left the room.
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Qiao Yanran opened the door to the room. The night wind was chilly and the fog was very thick.
She walked back to her room and went to bed to rest.
Not long after.
"Squeak¡ª¡ª"
Li Jinan, who was cold all over, opened the door and walked in. He quickly took off his coat and lay down on the bed.
???????? Rubbing, rubbing, rubbing against Qiao Yanran¡¯s side.
"General"
Li Jinan stretched out his hand and stroked Qiao Yanran's cheek with his fingertips, with a hint of teasing.
"Go to sleep."
Qiao Yanran brushed his hand away, turned over, and turned her back to him.
Li Jin'an lowered his eyes and bit his lower lip. His curled eyelashes were stained with crystal clear tears. He hugged himself tightly and put the quilt over his head. The surging liquid soon covered a corner of the quilt. Wet.
Small fish balls: [¡¡]
I feel so sorry for its god father.
Qiao Qiao, a double-standard dog, has never done a few of the things she promised to others, and even forgets them after saying so.
Why should his father, the Lord God, keep his word?
¨q(¨s^¨t)¨r.
¡° But it¡¯s hard for him to interrupt at this time. After all, sometimes Qiao Qiao is quite stubborn, and he can¡¯t get back what he¡¯s set on.
It was all in vain and made her even more angry.
"Cried?"
Qiao Yanran looked at the shaking quilt, which was hard to ignore.
Li Jinan tried his best to restrain his movements, covered his head and said nothing.
Qiao Yanran really has nothing to do with him.
She stretched out her hand to wrap him up in her arms, patted his back gently, and coaxed: "Be a good boy, don't cry, and go to sleep."
Qiao Yanran felt that her words were not of much use - her clothes were soaked and soaked to the core.
She raised her hand and pinched his chin.
Li Jinan¡¯s raised phoenix eyes were a little swollen. His originally clear eyes were extremely red with a thick watery sheen, and the tip of his nose was also red.
Qiao Yanran gently wiped away the tears from his eyes with her fingertips, "Stop crying, be good."
"I didn't cry."
"Why are your eyes red? Huh?"
Li Jinan pursed his lips, his voice was a little rough, and he said stubbornly, "Something fell into his eye."
¡°There¡¯s really nothing we can do about you.¡±
Qiao Yanran sighed and hugged her tightly. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com