Yang Shu Mei Ying

Chu Feiyang hugged Jun Shuying tightly.

No one has ever known how crazy his fascination with Jun Shuying has come to be, even if it is not clear to him. If Jun Shuying is not always so stubborn, if Jun Shuying is not always so stubborn, if Jun Shuying does not always take his heart as a shame, he will only have endless endless tenderness towards him Protect.

Chu Feiyang's fingertips slowly moved on Jun Shuying's face, sliding over his eyebrows, the corners of his eyes, the bridge of his nose, to his lips, and his hot fingertips would always come out like laughter Slowly frosting on the cold but soft lips.

Jun Shu Ying'an looked at Chu Feiyang quietly, his eyes were even gentle. Chu Feiyang kissed those eyes gently, and Jun Shuying closed his eyes gently as he brushed his lashes.

Jun Shuying raised his hand. Chu Feiyang stroked his hand over Jun Shuying's forearm, slid it to his palm, and crossed his fingers.

Chu Feiyang closed her eyes and resumed clear, and the sound of gurgling water gradually heard around. Chu Feiyang gradually recovered his sage. Open your eyes, where is the shadow of Jun Shuying! Only in the moonlight was the cold spring water surrounding the whole body. Chu Feiyang stroked his forehead, shook his head with a bitter smile.

I didn't know how long this dream had passed, and there was a clamor of noises not far away, and I wanted to come to those brothers and sisters who were still having fun on the mountain. Chu Feiyang remembered Song Lanyu, who had ordered the acupuncture point, and wondered if the time had not come and whether the acupuncture point was unlocked by himself. Chu Feiyang urged the internal force to dry out the water while walking. He wanted to see Song Lanyu's situation first. He didn't have martial arts.

Chu Feiyang just took a few steps and suddenly saw a bright firework in the sky. He was shocked, and this was exactly the firework he gave to Jun Shuying, which he used to notify him in critical times. The previous firework has not yet dissipated, the second one followed, and the third one, the fourth one ... The beautiful fireworks all over the sky covered the brightness of the bright moon. There was a loud noise on the mountain, applauding the lively scene.

Chu Feiyang lifted his breath to the foot of the mountain, anxious. He doesn't think that Jun Shuying and Gao Fang are boringly celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night. Each successive firework was like a life-saving spell, Chu Feiyang's feet gave birth to wind, and his ghostly figure shuttled through the forest.