War Love Snow

She chilled in holding the food container, silently pushed open the door, and then closed it lightly, afraid of making a sound, waking up the beautiful lady who was just sleeping in the inner room. It was just that he never dreamed that when he turned into the inner room, he would see such a picture that he was almost obscene.

He thought that the sweet lady with good dreams was sitting on the floor beside the bed at this time, and through the silk screen in front of the bed, he could clearly see that the ice skin of the body was only one almost Sheer with sheer sheer. Han Xue sat cross-legged, and her beautiful face looked like a good rouge, flushed, and white neck with the marks he had printed during the last night's carnival. The transparent tulle was like her second. She lay on her body like a layer of skin, holding up the tulle as high as the peak of snow, and two points of cherry red fainted through the tulle with a radiant luster, as if calling for tasting from him, exuding temptation, making him helpless Swallowed, Han Xue's crossed legs covered the beautiful valley that made him ecstatic, making him slightly dissatisfied with his lips, but when he saw what she was holding, the pair The eyes that were always cold and cold were shining like a firework burst into the dark night sky.

Looking down at the food container on his hand, the chill placed it silently on the ground with a bit of thirsty lips. He was like a big wolf about to hunt, and quietly moved behind the man who was being mad. .

Han Xue sighed and threw Bai Juan, who had the record of last night in her hands, to the ground. The stickiness of her leg warmed her face. Just looking at them, she longed for the great man from here. She was so much hugged by the chills, even her color changed now.

Suddenly, her waist was tight, and she was taken into a strong chest unsuspectingly.

"Ah! ──"

"Scared?" The vibration of the chest behind him made Han Cedar breathe and patted his arm around his waist fiercely.

"What are you thinking?" Han Zhan squinted his eyes, looking down from Han Xue's shoulders: towering twin peaks, slender willow waist, flat belly, and then to the dark valley of the black grass. Really beautiful, maybe when two people close the door in the future, they should let Xueer wear it like this.

Wu Hanxue was red on the face, and he covered up, "No, nothing." Then he struggled and wanted to get up.

"Ah-"

"What's the matter?" Chillingly looked at Han Xue nervously holding her tulle tightly. The tulle, like the king's new outfit, can't be folded, the effect is exactly the same.

"You, let go of me first and turn around." Damn, she forgot that she had only a veil on her body. There was no difference between wearing it and not wearing it. In case of chills and brutal hair, then she is today No need to leave the room.

"Turn around? Why? Is there anything else on your body that I haven't seen before?" The chill deliberately blew against her ears, looking at the little ears in front of her eyes as if stained, and slowly turned red. Purple, seems to be able to feel the heat. The big palm couldn't help but climb up to Xuefeng on one side, rub it slowly and press it. "You dress beautifully like this."

"You, you--" Han Xue was ashamed and embarrassed, but speechless.

"Okay," the chill smiled satisfied, lifting Han Xue from the ground, "I'm such a big person and I don't know how to take care of myself. I'm sitting on the ground in a veil. Is it okay? Um? "He said as he walked around the screen with cold snow, and took the food container on the ground and sat down at the table.

Wu Hanxue blinked and blinked, but she couldn't react. Was her charm diminished? Why is she dressed like this, no shivering hair?