Her Heartless Evil Man

This time I heard it clearly. It was a woman's voice. I was surprised. I just wanted to escape. If I shouldn't see something, don't see it

I picked up the corner of my skirt and walked gently to the circuit. I wish I had a pair of wings. The farther I hide, the better. Such a thing that I don't see is clean. No matter who it is, it has nothing to do with me.

The prime minister's residence is so bold. Except the young master, there are only those who have some face. These people are used to bullying and have some power in their hands. I can't afford to offend. Even if I marry, I have to think about my mother. I can't take her away.

If those two men and women find my existence, don't I even lose my life? I walk gently and don't want to disturb this pair of wild mandarin ducks and cause trouble.

The talent took two steps, but didn't want the woman to be more bold. She shouted, "an..."

Ann, who is it? How many people in this house are called Ann?

This sound aroused my curiosity. Is it him?

No, he won't. He is so steady and wise that he can't do such a thing anyway.

But when I think about it, I can't move any more. I want to know that "an". Who is he?

I stood in the bamboo forest and my mind turned for a moment. An unmarried girl can't rush to see what happened. I can't do such a thing.

"Ah..." the woman's voice came again, stabbing people's ears, which made me unbearable.

The sound was so close to me. I quickly stepped into a bamboo forest beside me. People hid in the middle of the bamboo and peeped at the source of the sound

Blush and heartbeat, but I want to know the man called "an". Who is he?

Towards the end of the moon, the lower chord of the moon hangs curved in the sky. The quiet moonlight reflects the surroundings, as if covered with a light silver light, and the line of sight is clear and hazy.

In the grass, the woman's pink skin is charming and charming, and the thin gauze can't cover her tremor

I can't see the faces of men and women clearly. The silhouette of women is somewhat familiar, but I can't think of who it is. It is long and divergent on my back. The demon field is blurred

I covered my face and dared not look again.

Bend over and squat in the dark, eagerly waiting for the end of everything in front of me. I want to know whether the man is Li'an or not.

Ruoqing is coming soon. The woman's voice is still heard. I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear it, but it's always drilling into my ear. Lian, don't be you

"Hum..." a man's low roar. The sound was fast and short. It passed in a twinkling of an eye. There was a sudden silence in the air, but my heart couldn't calm down. Li'an, this voice is clearly yours. Why are you so, why?

Why?

……

I asked myself silently. My heart broke in an instant and opened countless wounds, as if blood were gushing. It hurts.

I thought you were suffering outside. I thought you couldn't come back after being hurt. I thought

As a result, after many minutes of worry, we met again in this way. It turned out that all my love was just my wishful thinking.

The falling flower is intentional, and the flow is ruthless.

Lian, have you never loved me? Are you in a hurry to meet your lover once you get back to the prime minister's house? Just hurry to do this

I can't think about it anymore. Were all your kindness to me fake? For me?