Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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&nb Think about his boyfriend's broken two and eight, Cong Nianwei boyfriend has changed into a car here, this is really more dead than the popular. (Baidu search to force & #25 net update is the fastest and most stable WwW.GeiLWX.Com) Can the IQ of the female **** of learning also be used to choose men?

In the eyes of an envious girl, Cong Nianwei sat calmly on Qin Guan's co-pilot, and Cherokee slowly drove to q&nb Hailin, watching Qin Guan who was driving Cecilia pulling Cong Nianwei away from the roadside. The two noodles shed tears, saying that after seeing the good chapter, see the true chapter? Are you so good to mix before you graduate?

&nb said good promise to win with strength? It is a foul to eat with your face!

On the way, Qin Guan asked the most concerned question: "What color do we use for the bedroom wall? The floor is creamy yellow."

&nb "Light green? It is said to help sleep, otherwise it is white, simple and easy to paint."

&nb and other Qin watched the price of the paint and the process of painting, and asked very calmly: "Would you like to choose white?"

&nb Cong Nianwei looked at Qin Guan holding the instruction manual and price list ha ha ha ha, and said: "Then it is white."

&nb said that the choice of a good hostess, in the end, was defeated by the male host’s greed.

&nb and other Qin Guan panted and moved the paint upstairs, annoyed why they didn't buy a floor with an elevator.

&nb Cong Nianwei took her hair back, and then clasped the little hats stacked on the newspapers to the heads of the two.

The interior of Qin Guan's rough house has been renovated. The kind-hearted workers scraped all the walls off the putty and polished it after the most intimate finish.

&nb Qin Guan touched a wall, smooth and not stabbing, which can be directly primed.

&nb Roller brushes, hair brushes, ceramic pots, large newspapers, wooden ladders, everything is ready.

Qin Guan held the long roller brush and handed the short one to Cong Nianwei.

&nb started from a wall, Qin Guan was responsible for the big brush, and Cong Nianwei was responsible for filling the leak. The cooperation between the two is perfect. If you ignore Qin Guan, who starts to make trouble in a while, it will be more perfect.

On the wooden ladder, Qin Guan rolled his cylindrical brush and looked down at his girlfriend, small nose, and curled eyelashes.

&nb With the movement of the paint, the eyelashes are very playful. Qin Guan froze at this, and stopped the movement in his hand.

&nb The primer on the roller brush dripped unconsciously and fell on Cong Nianwei's eyelashes and nose.

&nb Cong Nianwei closed his eyes subconsciously, but fortunately, he did some occlusion measures, otherwise it would drip directly into his eyes.

Qin Guan then reacted, and quickly got off the wooden ladder, let Cong Nianwei close tightly, don't open his eyes. He went to find a towel and wiped it for her.

&nb waited for Qin Guan to find a clean towel and saw such a situation. His favorite Cong Nianwei, obediently closed his eyes, stood in the middle of the living room, and the morning sunlight emerged from the window sill and spilled at her feet .

&nb Cong Nianwei Qingxiu's small face, with a funny little white paint.

Qin Guan carefully wiped the stains around Cong Nianwei's eyes with a towel. The wet primer was like feathers that had been brushed off, and they were wiped off lightly.

Qin Guan still had a sigh of relief in the future, and Cong Nianwei, still with her eyes closed, asked, "How is it? Is it clean? Don't worry, I don't have paint in my eyes, I don't feel stinging..."

&nb Cong Nianwei saw that Qin Guan hadn't spoken for a long time, and thought Qin Guan felt guilty for himself. As a result, two wet and cool lips were stuck on his lips, blocking her words.

&nb kisses, but the only thing in the world that makes people uncontrollably close their eyes.

&nb Cong Nianwei felt the coldness of her lips, her subconscious eyes that were about to open slowly closed, and only the trembling eyelashes could appreciate her current tension.

Qin Guan's brain was already blank. When he wiped Cong Nianwei's eyes, he watched his girlfriend's red lips snap together in front of him, and he kissed it.

&nb has no preparation, no decision in advance, just like the arrival of love, don’t ask why, don’t you ask.

&nb, the young couple, had their first intimate contact, no flowers and romantic environment, no oath to hold each other's promises, love suddenly jumped in front of the two people, unexpectedly.

Qin Guan is no longer satisfied, so his quiet lips are close to each other. If he doesn't do anything, it will be like the second fool.

&nbHe tried to use his tongue to pry open the opposite guard against the dead teeth, and then was violently attacked.

&nb Pure kissing? Ok, Cong Nianwei's beating heart is acceptable. French wet kiss? no! Stop dreaming! How open do you expect a girl who was only 19 years old in 2000?

&nb Qin Guan's second kiss was half successful. Compared to his irrational first attempt at the beach, it was much more successful. The lips were already interdependent and the entanglement was not far away. The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!

Like a large dog, Qin Guan stretched out the tip of the tongue lightly bitten by Cong Nianwei's teeth. Mom, it hurts. Cong Nianwei stared at a red apple-like face and opened his eyes.

&nb ‘Pooh’ Qin Guan couldn’t take it anymore. He hadn’t wiped Cong Nianwei’s nose. Now Cong Nianwei’s staring at a white nose is really cute.

&nb Qin Guan held a towel close to Cong Nianwei, intending to wipe it for her again, and Cong Nianwei watched Qin Guan with suspicious eyes.

&nb**, I still want to do it again! I won't be fooled again.

Qin Guan spread his hand and pointed to his girlfriend's little nose. She said sincerely: "I didn't lie to you. There is really primer on my nose. I will wipe you with a wet towel."

&nb Cong Nianwei touched his nose and nodded dubiously.

Qin Guan bent over, one side of his head, snapped, and came again to Cong Nianwei's lips, "Haha, I told you to wipe your nose, but I didn't say I wouldn't kiss you!"

&nb Cong Nianwei's small face turned red again at the fastest speed. She picked up the round roller in her hand and chased towards Qin Guan, who had run away.

&nb "Stinky boy, you come to me... I don't hurt when I hit someone!..."

&nb The warm spring is about to pass, does it also mean that the love between the two will be more burning?

&nb chasing the two young people who are making trouble, running panting, happy but at the same time appearing on his face...

&nb waited until they stopped, their fingers entangled each other, and the phone that broke the atmosphere rang.

&nb Qin Guan shouted helplessly! Just under Yuwei Cong's eyes, he obediently answered the phone.

Sister Xue on the other end of the phone seemed a little puzzled, and hesitated with a bit of joy, chatting with Qin Guan about a call she received.