Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

, This time, maybe it's because I just woke up.

She actually let her see him so innocent and hesitant, as fragile and helpless as a child.

He really cares about himself, because he cares too much that makes him worry about gains and losses...

Her heart seemed to be hit hard by something, and her heart was so happy that it was almost colic.

His nose was sore and his throat was so choked that he could hardly speak. [

Tears clouded my eyes...

After a pause, he quietly stretched out his hand and clasped his fingers.

Seriously said: "Fanxiang, I am really..."

For a long while, Gong Yanmo didn't move.

Feng Lingyan was slightly surprised and raised his head.

But seeing that his face was pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and there was a faint smile on his lips, he passed out again.

Feng Lingyan was taken aback.

All romance, all obsessions are gone.

Hastily checked his pulse, it was stable and there was nothing wrong with it.

He breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the poison was overbearing after all, he woke up so early probably because he was obsessed before he fell into a coma...

Seeing that he was fine now, he fainted boldly again...

I wanted to straighten his body so that he could lie down more comfortably.

Unexpectedly, one hand was firmly held in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried.

Even in a coma, his hand seemed to have its own consciousness, holding her tightly tightly and never letting go.

Feng Lingyan didn't struggle at all, and lay down beside him again.

Buried her small face in his arms, went around in a big circle, and finally returned to the embrace of this day and night.

Smelling the unique faint fragrance on his body, Feng Lingyan let out a sigh of satisfaction.

I wanted to take a rest, but there was a wave rolling in my heart, countless past events were rolling in my mind, and countless emotions were entangled in my heart.

These emotions brewed into a jug of wine in her chest, making her slightly drunk as if she had drunk too much wine, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what. [

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The next morning, Feng Lingyan got up early.

After being held by him all night, her hand was slightly numb. She looked at his sleeping face, and finally gently pulled her hand back.

Move your wrist.After a little grooming and washing lightly, he opened the door and came out.