Become a tool person can become strong

However, the news is just sent out, and the hand that he raised and knocked on the door has not fallen, and this door is gently moved inward.

At the same time, a fresh Yaixiang, gumped into the nasal cavity of Chennan.

The taste of the boys' bedroom is taunt, a few very embarrassing bedrooms may have socks, take-away boxes, sweat odor; the social bedroom may be smoke, wine, the ancestors; and the most common, clear I don't have any taste, but I am always in the GAY taste in everyone's mind.

Chen Nan's Gay's gay taste is not obvious, and the socks are not existed. After all, I love it. The smoke is very small, and the old three people occasionally occasionally, so their bedroom is extremely ordinary, non- If you want to say, there is a kind of taste, that is, your family is ... well, this is not the key to the problem.

The key is that this bone is faint, vividly of the taste of the ocean, so that Chen Nan consciousness has disorderly.

this……

It is also Xia Yue in Xia?

The summer month of the military training camouflage, the summer heart of the shirt, the summer, the bunch of Xia Ma, the heart of the heart, and wear it at this moment ...

Very leaks in the summer heart of the sun.

"Learn ... Search."

Launch the door, after seeing Chen san, Xia Xinyue's cheek suddenly brings red, but did not realize that he will suddenly produce this emotional change.

I am clearly thinking about "How do you come? ',' Meet again? ',' What is the study, staring for so long 'these openings, like the episode of the novel, simply hit the heart of the senior.

But in the moment after opening the door, all stopped in the mouth, what couldn't say anything.

"... um, um."

The dry throat was warmed by the warmth of Chennan, and he went back to God. I found that my eyes would be strange and straight, and I quickly walked into the 206 bedroom, and I took a single side. I took out: "Let you wait, hold ..."

'boom'.

Chen Nan dialect did not fall, the bedroom door suddenly closed.

And the hands of the hands of the camera, stiffly turned back, and looked at the summer heart of the white light to slide the right shoulders, wrong: "Off ... What do you do?"

"Take, take pictures, take pictures ... Yes." Xia Yue was asked in his hand.

Originally she thought it was very good, naturally chatted with the seniors, taking the dialect, and even can use this a bit ... leaking clothes, let the seniors look at themselves.

But suddenly found that she is still a girl who has not talked about love, novels have more views, in this male and female living, or in their own bedroom, I can't control it!

No, not your own problem.

This time, like a student bedroom in the morning, it is a room for men and women.

On the same is that the morning is the same as the steel bars, it will not twist, and even if you can't say that you are speechless, but now it is different.

He also panic ...

"That ... shoot, take pictures, what about people?"

Chennan chose to adjust the method of doing dryness.

"Ok……"

Xia Yue used his hand to hook your hair, sitting on his own chair, eyes felt: "Because the first group is about 15 minutes later ... so they have not returned to bedrooms ...... "

"... Oh. Then let's arrange it here, light, tripod, background cloth ..."

"I, I have already got it."

"Nothing, then I adjust the level of tripod ..."

"I also tailored this."

"This ... Isn't this study? Do you start class?"

"That one……"

After taking a "video foundation", Xia Yue, with his finger, the cover, weak, said: "Just ... study."

"Ok……"

The air caught silence, and found that he had no things that he could do, and he had always been a constant Chennan, which was inexplicably aromatic, and the color bright bedroom, gave the restricted death.

I can't come out!

"..."

Sitting on the stool, the legs in the hot pants tightly. Hold, I originally used this fifteen minutes to do what Xia Yue, discovery yourself ...

Too else.

Silent, silence.

Talking for a topic?

If the topic idiot, it will be very embarrassing.

Talk to your photos?

Sorry, there is no logical situation in the case of tension.

Just sitting in this sentence, waiting for this fifteen minutes naturally.

No, if you change this fifteen minutes, you will be able to meet the black history.

Perhaps the easiest way is to open a glory of the king.

But Chen Nan will not assisted.

Therefore, it is undoubtedly a dead bureau.

Just when he thought about him, sat in his chair, the side of the sun, and the heart of Xia Yue, already lost the original intelligence, said, for the atmosphere, the atmosphere is more helpful: "Don't guess the senior Guess ... I haven't talked about my boyfriend? "

Chapter 60 Milk Sugar Girl

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Chen Nan sat on the stool of Dai Meng classmates, I originally thought that I would like to fight the assistance, and mix this fifteen minutes with Xia Yue, but I heard the other strange words, I was wrong. Lift the head.

Then, looked at the one who looked at himself and talking directly to the summer of the desk.

"I mean……"

The arrow of the string, no longer accept, with its embarrassing use 'my mouth wrong, this very stupid reason, it is better to get the topic, it is better to follow this bad air, say something bad. Although Xia Yue, Xia Yue did not have alcohol, but she seems to realize the feelings of the illness after the wine, and the red is called '. , Bold open mouth: "Do you want to guess my emotional history? Secretary thinking about my girl, should I talk about love?"

"you……"