"It's been opened for you."

"Numb." She said so, but Ann was very happy.

The two of them then shut down for a moment in the little hut. They bickered with each other. Most of them were an Wuchang shouting, and Jiang languo let him. An is safe, but Jiang is spoiled.

This sweet day is coming again. Ann feels too peaceful and has no seasoning.

One day, tired an was looking at the closed eyes and meditating like a closed door. Jiang languo, who had nothing to do with anything, said secretly: this kind of life can't go on.

Ann feels that Jiang languor is boring. It seems that he is happy only when he has one thing to do. After being happy, the sequela of the greater stamina is a little pain.

Ann is holding his limp waist. He plans to go out for a walk by himself.

"To where?"

How to know that he moved, Yuan Lang opened his eyes, straight coagulating him.

An is safe, the eyes twinkle, casually find an excuse: "go out Shenwei, loose muscles and bones."

Jiang languo's hand so a hug, he asked: "with me, not enough loose muscles and bones?"

His hand lingered on his back and reached behind him. Ann was holding on nervously.

Greedy, he ate ginger languid out of control of the bitter, no longer dare to take the initiative to hook ginger lazy.

"That's enough, but..." Anshen Jun wrinkled a small face, "distance produces beauty, I look at God, look a little tired. If you go out for a walk and come back, you'll like God better. "

When you are nervous, the words are not accurate. For a time, the an who lost in Jiang languo's deep eyes has not noticed.

"Tired?" Jiang languor repeats the key point of an Wuchang's words without expression. Heart, some of the sour.

An Wuchang quickly waved his hand, "no, no, I'm not tired of god respect. I'm quick for a moment. Really, God believes me..."

He really just wants to go out and relax his muscles and bones. It's a shame that he can't stay for three days as an immortal.

Jiang languo's heart sank with a heavy breath: at the beginning, one of the reasons why an Wuchang jumped into the river of forgetting river was not to be with him who had no freshness. Was he tired of it?

"Go ahead." Jiang languor takes back his hand and slowly closes his eyes again.

How can Ann detect something wrong. As if, God is not very happy.

"God, the plain life is the beginning of true feelings. No matter the seven-year itch or the 70-year 700-year itch, I will always be with you. This will not change. Don't think about it and be unhappy. It will affect your life span. "

An Wuchang sees Jiang languo like this. Although there is no expression on his face, he just feels that Jiang is in a bad mood. So he plays with Jiang's long hair and rubs it in his arms, saying in a sincere tone.

The man's thin lips light open: "well, know."

Ann is happy to get up, mercilessly Pro Jiang languid, is to support the waist to slip away.

This kind of two people nest in a shameless day, at the moment when an stepped out of the temple of God, it ended slightly.

He felt the tip of his nose and looked at the direction of the palace of God. Seeing that Jiang was really not following, he put down his heart and felt a little lost.

This has become a God. Why is it so cheap.

Not long ago, I told a man that distance produces beauty. Now how do you want to see Jiang languo following him behind him.

Ann patted his small face and ran to the place where there were beautiful and fresh spirits.

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