Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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She also murmured, swallowing the sugar, swallowing the sugar, and then realized that she swallowed too loudly, and was a little indecent, so she smiled awkwardly.

And her embarrassing smile, in his opinion, was really cute and coquettish, just like a cat's claw, lingering on his heart, itching.

"Eyebrow--"

The voice of her calling for her name was low-dumb magnetism, as if someone gently flicked the strings of a good cello with her fingers, and heard Yang Zi's eyebrows wavy ...

"Ok?"

She replied slightly delicately, her voice soft, like a marshmallow, soft in the heart of the dragon day by day.

Dragon swallowed another spit every day.

At this moment, he had some kind of strong desire and wanted to drink her like drinking sugar water.

just--

When he looked at her with a somewhat immature face, thinking that she was only fifteen years old, he forced himself to control.

He knew that she was at some inappropriate age.

Just wait.

After waiting for ten years, and waiting for a few more years, what about it?

Thinking of this, he slowly suppressed all desires and gradually restored his normal eyes.

Seeing him put away the hotness and desire, Yang Zimei's tension was relieved, but his heart was secretly disappointed.

Nima's, her rippling heart is also yearning!

In appearance, she is a fifteen-year-old girl, but her soul and heart are young women.

Being alone with the person he likes, the sparks also wiped out, and he was preparing to be brave enough to dedicate himself, but he turned off.

She also knew that he was for his own good, and it was not easy to know him.

She looked down at her slightly green breast, and for the first time she longed for her to grow up and mature.

The two of them were silent. You sip, I sip, and quickly digested the bowl of sugar water.

The bowl was empty, and the two had nothing to do at once, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.

"These emeralds--"

Dragon turned his eyes to the three emeralds on the table day by day.

"I bet on stone today." Yang Zimei reached out to touch the violet jade.

"Yes, what are you going to do?"

"This three-color emerald, I am going to carve it into a grandfather's birthday and give it to my grandma as a birthday gift. And this violet, I want to make some jewelry to wear by myself, and this green emerald will also make some lucky pendants to give away "Yang Zimei replied.

"I want it, too." Long day after day, children demanded gifts directly.

Yang Zi glanced at him, thinking of his piece of Mo Fei, and then matched his temperament, "Well, I will give you a piece of jade."

"I want you to sculpt it yourself." The dragon got into it every day.

"That's natural." Yang Zimei rolled her eyes and thought of the mahogany card, so she took it out of the drawer. "Look, I have found another mahogany card, and you see what this pattern represents."

Long saw the peach-wood card day by day, his eyes were slightly sinking, he took it, and looked carefully at the lines above, suddenly a smile appeared at the bottom of his eyes, and he pulled a red rope from the side, put it on her, and addressed her Say, "Come here, put this on."

"Why?" Yang Zi asked, blinking puzzledly.

"This is the mark of our housewife. Except you, everyone else is not suitable." Long said day by day, while wrapping her long white and tender neck with her hands, she tied a simple knot.

Housewife mark?

Although Yang Zimei was arrested by this thunder, his heart was inexplicably a joy.

He wore a mahogany card marked by the owner!