It must be dangerous for me to stay here.
Leave, I'm leaving now!
But, I...how can I escape!
Meng was still about to cry, standing there like a log.
Both feet seemed to be rooted in the ground, unable to move at all.
She forced herself not to look at the unnoticed scene, which would definitely give her a needle eye.
But there was no way to stop this overwhelming sound, which kept intruding on her already weak mind.
Meng Yiran's situation is also very bad, not much better than Zhu Zhuyun before.
During that time, Meng Yiran was just like Zhu Zhuyun, and it was not that he was not touched by Feng Jianyue.
It's just that her situation is slightly better than that of Zhu Zhuyun, the main target of the ordeal.
Next, this will happen.
His eyes glanced at the people outside who were not exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.
As for the emotions of rejection and liking, it seems that they are not rising at all.
Many boys have experienced that kind of thing, feeling relaxed and frightened at the same time. In order to stabilize their bodies, they instinctively hugged Meng Yiran's neck.
Just once, I wanted to let Yue Rongfeng know the taste, and then she completely fell into my body. In the end, Yu Tianyi also severely rewarded the person who abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, and finally made you faint from the sweetness.
"He...he is going to bully you."
Meng Yiran has always kept his promise, and I will definitely keep my promise.
The final ordeal was coming eventually, and even if she wanted to run away, it was an impossible luxury.
But now, the situation is a bit special, Meng still feels that she has reached the last step.
That understanding will definitely be recognized. Meng still leaned close to Yue Ronfeng's ear and said in a gentle and domineering tone:
When I stopped working on my watch, I leaned into Zhu Zhuyun's ear again:
He is no longer as soft as if he has no bones, and he can't even stand here firmly.
I haven’t just watched it personally.
'He...he is coming...'
"Um...."
After his body adapted to the somewhat strange environment around him, he gradually regained some strength.
But before the dream of Hanhu was still weak, it was inevitable that there would be no doubts.
Two enemy generals were assassinated by people who were collaborators with the enemy and treason, and were easily subdued by Yu Tianyi.
You Zhu Zhuyun are finished!
Zhu Zhuyun snorted heavily.
But now is not the time for dreams to still reap their own fruits.
Gradually, Meng still began to become numb.
"But can he say he hates it?"
At this moment, Zhu Zhuyun was extremely shy.
In addition, there are still unused couches.
Zhu Zhuyun's face turned redder and redder.
The dream still looks in the direction you indicated.
And he was sure that with his body, he could really withstand the attack from Meng Yiyi.
It must be, you are all like that, how could you be unintentional.
"That's right...you made it less abrupt."
I picked up Zhu Zhuyun at the waist.
From the moment he caught Zhu Zhuyun, Meng still started arranging those things.
"He...he put you out here."
But when Meng still caught you, you blushed and said;
If you run away, that's the solution, right?
I don’t understand all kinds of Shentong.
You turned away, but even the roots of your ears were red.
Even if it is just a small request, the dream will still naturally satisfy you. There are reasons why it is not possible:
He lay flat on his back, holding the sheet tightly on his body with both hands.
In the process of getting along with each other for a few days, the intimate atmosphere that Meng Yiran had deliberately created had long been subtly eliminated.
"What's he doing here?"
"He...he's heavier."
Zhu Zhuyun vaguely predicted his previous results.
Yes, yes, yes... it's finally your turn.
Zhu Zhuyun was about to open his mouth to refute, but his words were interrupted by a weak reaction from his body.
It’s not like you’re in a glutton and you just end your meal, wolfing it down until you’re not even left with the dregs.
You haven't been able to predict what you will encounter before.
Meng Yiran's skills are naturally commendable.
Instead, it seems that he is enjoying everything with delicious food.
Zhu Zhuyun pointed to a location with his finger.
There was a bit of trembling in Yue Rongfeng's voice, not even crying:
Out of confidence in one's own strength, that little guarantee is nothing.
Zhu Zhuyun stood up and asked in shock and confusion:
The battle is temporarily over.
After just a moment of hesitation, I immediately recovered and said in horror:
It's over.
The dream is still close to your ear.
His neck felt itchy, and his body was swollen even more. Zhu Zhuyun said in a trembling voice:
"Worry, you'll give him a bad night."
The dream still escapes me, and I am still very angry.
His eyes narrowed, his breathing became heavier, and his originally relaxed state of mind became turbulent again.
