Xuejiayun despises him very much. You didn't say that just now, mature people.

Lin ran decisively chose to lose memory, and opened the album to see.

It was late at night.

They were talking about the past together. Xuejiayun looked at the time. "Mr. Lin, you should go back to your room."

"I'm going to stay here." Lin ran played a trick and turned over to hold Xue Jiayun.

Eyes burning, soliciting opinions.

"No." Xue Jiayun said with a smile, he could not be soft hearted.

"Yes." Lin ran bowed his head and kissed her lips. The warm and warm lips touched his lips. Gentle and delicate. The breath on him covered her all, all of which belonged to the men's occupation and occupation.

It's very overbearing.

"Lin ran......" Xuejiayun hid his lips shyly. She could not hide. He asked him to kiss right. The quilt was kicked by him. Lin ran fixed the woman under her and kissed her lips deeply.

"I want you."

He declared, overbearing, not to seek her advice, but to tell her what he was going to do.

"You said no..."

Lin ran held her hand and pressed it on his pride. The words were hot and enthusiastic. "You see, I am all like this. You still want me to go? It hasn't been greeting you for a long time. "

Xuejiayun blushed and stared, "hooligan, you......"

historical

It was a rogue.

She was shy and delicate, and he saw the hot eyes, tore her clothes quickly, and showed the silver smile, "little boy, you will follow the master."

"Hooligan..."

....

New year's Eve.

Early in summer morning, she got up early and helped Mrs. Tang clean up her old house. Although there were housekeepers and servants, they came to clean up by themselves. The other two days, she and Tang night white went to the flower market to see a particularly beautiful pot of ramen.

Summer morning Xi likes it very much. She bought it back and put it in the garden. Because there are many flowers that haven't been put in time, she specially moved the plum pot view to the antique table to inquire about, which looks special.

The old man also likes it very much, praising the good vision of the morning.

Xia Chenxi was afraid Tang didn't like it. The most popular bonsai on New Year's Eve is golden orange. There are few people buying the plum. Many people are superstitious. Mei and moldy are the same, so many people don't like to make the plum bonsai.

"Dad, can you see that? Or do you want to put it elsewhere? "

"Just put it here." Tang said, I am in a good mood to enjoy bonsai. I laugh in the morning in summer and go out to work.

Don told me, "be careful, don't hurt the child."

"I see, Dad." Xia Chenxi said with a smile that she was not so delicate as everyone thought, and she didn't help. Only some places in the family needed to be arranged, which she and Mrs. Tang had dealt with.

Two women are busy, men chat, everyone smelling the atmosphere of the new year, every family is very happy appearance.

Summer morning light to make these, housekeeper took out the table, Tang old to write the couplet of the new spring.

make complaints about his white words. "His character is not yet beautiful."

Tang always calls a sharp ear.

"Then you'll write me a couple?"

The voice, the voice, was absolutely roaring, the morning sun swore.

Tang night white turned around, "who rarely writes this thing."

Tang Lao hit him, "I haven't touched the brush since childhood, but I dare to say that I wrote a good word. I don't see your document signature. You recognize it. Write tadpole words and boast."

"Who writes tadpole?"

....