Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

I thought that someone thought that someone did actually dare to look at my face, to dig the corner, and I feel that my territory was infringed.

She is him.

It can only be him.

No one, you can't grab it.

Li Shuge reached out and gently picked up the black hair of the leaves, he put this black in the nose, deeply smelling a bite.

good smell.

Her body has a unique aroma with girls.

The people who are ignorant, the heart is itchy.

Li Hao quietly got a sound, opened a small drawer, took out a small scissors, gently cut a hint of sweetheart, and neatly packed this haired hair, put it into your own documents. .

Today, Jia people are close at hand.

Li Wen Cang's heart, a piece of heart.

Every blood of his body is screaming, you have to close her.

He can't almost control your body.

His head, slowly makes close her lips.

The skin on her face is white and delicate, as if it is good sheep fat, warm and shiny.

Do not.

Do not.

Do not.

Li Qingcang stood up, he felt that he was a poultry ~ beast.

Strong is deeply breathing, he can't let go of it again.

He is afraid that the monster in his heart will break away his reason, and some do not expect things that he can't expect.

He can't do that one will hurt her.

She is his little sweetheart.

He should always hold her in his hand.

Parked her.

Love her.

Taking life as a period.

Li Shuge raised his wrist and saw the time on the watch, it was so late.

Song game, will soon end.

The training tasks tomorrow are very heavy.

Sweethearted body, definitely can't stand it.

Li Shancang hesitated, he walked to Ye Xiangxin, I would like to let him call him. He should wake her.

But when his light, when he was a sleeping face, he couldn't open his mouth.

He is reluctant!

I can't wake up her.

He even wanted to let her stay.

"Sweetheart, do you like me?" He asked whispered.

Sweetheart, I like you?

Do you like me?

Will you think I am a metamorphosis?

Will you miss me than you?

Do you know how……

In the hearts of the Hustang, will there count countless?

He is not sure Ye sweetheart likes him?

He is more uncertain, her likes, is my sister's favorite to my brother?

Still, women's favorite to men?

Li Wen Cang's fingertips gently stroked the lips of the leaves, touched the fingers of her lips, and gently attached to her lips.

Just a simple action, he also thinks, this is to kiss her.

not enough.

Such a kiss is not enough.

He wants to kiss her lips.

True kiss.

When his cool lips, when she fell into her soft lips, Li Wen Cang's mind is like a lot of fireworks, a bunch of bounted, in the dark night sky, vacuuming.

Her lips, fragrant people, he can't help but kiss more, kiss a little longer.

No.

No.

No longer continued.

Li Chang Cang made all its own self-made power and stop him in suffering for more than twenty years.

He looked up his head and looked at her lips, and the glory of Yingying.

That hard heart is a soft warm.

Li Shou Cang has counted a cough, reaching out, holding the leaves in his arms.

He must have to pull it out, let Ye sweetheart back to the dormitory.