long night walk

Chapter 276 Frost
Bailian: "..."

He didn't answer.

Fang Geyu was very confident in this condition, she slowly relaxed her body and resisted her shyness.

She lightly bit on his earlobe, blushed, and asked in a soft voice, "Are you okay?"

Bailian's body froze suddenly, and he suddenly whispered a name:
"Little Cream..."

Through the shallow whispers, this sound made her feel as if she wanted to push the door to warm herself in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, but poured a basin of cold water with bone-piercing ice slag on her head. She was drenched and embarrassed. .

The crimson on Fang Ge's fish face instantly faded to pale, like frost!
Whose name is he calling? !

Who is this answering? !

The slender legs that wrapped around his waist seemed to have been drained of all energy in an instant, and slid down weakly.

Her body shuddered, and the hand holding his hair trembled a little, but she still held it and didn't let go.

So ridiculous.

It was really like a clown who was kept in the dark and didn't know it. She was put on a mask that she didn't even notice, and she hid under the mask and snickered happily.

After all, the feeling of being held in one's hand and hidden in my heart is really good.

But not hers.

all fake!

Wet marks slipped from the corners of his eyes, and there seemed to be something astringent and bitter in the chaos, causing a faint pain in the throat.

In her life, for the second time, she discovered that her will could be so fragile, and the fragile almost completely collapsed.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, cupped Bailian's cheeks with both palms, and straightened herself up and slammed into him.

Pain came.

After wiping away her tears, her expression returned to normal, without any shyness or pain, but looked at the young man on her body indifferently and arrogantly.

Bailian couldn't help frowning, but her hands quickly came out, clasping her slender waist, and stopped dangerously in time, before making a big mistake.

He propped himself up, Fang Geyu's face was reflected in his pupils, he gritted his teeth and called again: "Xiaoshuang..."

Fang Geyu raised his eyebrows, showed a mocking smile, and said, "You hurt me."

She grabbed the open front of Bailian's clothes and pulled him hard in front of her eyes.

With her eyes facing each other, her pupils were dark and looked extremely dangerous: "My Fang Geyu, I will report the pain you gave me, I have written down the pain you gave me, and then you must firmly remember the pain I gave you. . Next time, don't call the wrong name—"

As the voice settled, she bent her legs and slammed upwards, making a dull crashing sound!

The merciless intensity is tantamount to the intensity that runs through a corpse bead.

Bailian let out a painful wailing and fell on the bed, his shoulders and back were shaking.

Fang Geyu sneered, and turned his head to glance at the stunned and frozen female corpse Hesha, and a tear fell from the end of his beautifully shaped eye.

After wiping away her tears, she will never continue to cry uselessly. Naturally, she is not crying because of sadness.

Those tears were golden.

When it fell, the golden tears burned silently, the golden flame was dazzling, but there was no temperature, just like the indifferent eyes of the gods watching everything.

But the female corpse made a very miserable sound. She covered her face with her hands, and her exposed skin began to turn red rapidly, and terrifying fire bubbles rolled out like being scalded by fire.

As soon as the black fog dissipated, the female corpse fled from the window.

Soon, the flames and tears were like scattered fireworks.

Fang Geyu's body softened, as if he was exhausted, and his face was as pale as paper.

But she disregarded the heavy injuries she caused to her body because of her tampering with the secret technique, and she struggled to hold up her weak body and stood up.

The big red happy words on the bed curtain were swept away by the strong wind. Due to the escape of the female corpse, the illusion in the house began to deviate from its original color.

The red candle in the new house is no longer.

Cobwebs are dusty everywhere, the bed curtains are old and dusty, and there is a dilapidated and deserted atmosphere everywhere.

The girl in the red dress was standing in this barren land, her gaze was condescending, and she looked down at the trembling teenager lying on the side of the couch indifferently and mockingly.

Looking at the back of his hand with blue veins from clenching the quilt because of the pain, and the lonely appearance of clenching his teeth and gasping for breath.

She stood in front of him without any sympathy, and slowly raised a showy foot, not shy to hide it.

Bai Li'an gasped, looked up at her, then quickly looked away without saying anything, and moved his hand away wordlessly.

Fang Geyu twitched the corners of his mouth in shock at this move, but did not waver in his determination to teach him a lesson.

There was another scream, he bit the back of his hand, and the eye sockets were red with pain.

No one in the world can endure this kind of pain.

Fang Geyu nodded and said, "Well, I'm finally honest, not bad."

Said, again without mercy.

Bailian's eyes were scarlet with pain, and he rolled on the bed, biting out a blood stain on his lips, unable to even breathe a full sound.

Fang Geyu raised his feet again, but out of the corner of his eye he saw his face full of pain, but he didn't see any sign of panic, and he had no intention of asking for mercy.

For some reason, the cold heart was inexplicably blocked again.

Who is this looking for abuse?

She finally put away her legs, squatted in front of Bai Li'an, and hugged her knees with both hands. Her long blue hair fell peacefully on her shoulders, and she looked like a delicate big doll.

Fang Geyu asked, "Does it hurt?"

Bailian's back stiffened, but he didn't answer his question. He gasped a few times, raised his tearful eyes to look at her, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you still going?"

Fang Geyu did not expect that he would ask such a question, and was stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"What if you continue? What if you don't?"

"If you think it's okay, I want to get dressed," said Barryan.

Fang Geyu sneered: "What if I swear not to give up?"

Bailian frowned, his face struggled and hesitated, and there was a hint of worry.

Fang Geyu admired his complex expression very much, and an inexplicable feeling of revenge rose in his heart.

He must be silently condemning her ruthlessness, and he is clearly divided between right and wrong, but because of her willfulness and domineering, he has to bear the bitter fruit alone.

He must have scolded her countless times in his heart.

But so what.

Anyway, it's not a matter of a day or two for her to become domineering.

Who knows, Bai Li'an leaned over and pulled her red wedding dress, put it in front of her, and whispered: "Put the clothes on, go outside and pick up a brick?"

Fang Geyu was confused by his mindless words: "What are you doing picking up bricks?"

Bailian's tone was very flat: "Girls' feet are not used for such things. If they see blood, they have to be washed, so they can be smashed with bricks?"

Fang Geyu was about to be shocked by his terrifying remarks!
What does it mean to smash directly with bricks, you think this is smashing walnuts!
In other words, do you want to make such a serious joke.

Fang Geyu was a little angry, but when she saw Bailian's extremely serious eyes, she was shocked again.

He's not kidding.

Feeling inexplicably a little irritable.

　The eighth leader of the alliance was born, and Jiagen walked up, kneeling with a generous reward of "dream no misty", Beibei's ass pouted, I really didn't expect such an unexpected joy today, let me float for a while.

　　Well, Beibei wants to build happiness on Xiao An's pain, and make you owe it.

　　Everyone is not surprised, not surprised.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)