Ye Anqi has nowhere to escape, and his strong masculine breath is all in his breath.


    The breath is intoxicating.


    Gradually, she was weak and fell into his kiss.


    She can''t help but hug his neck, respond to him, feel him


    Because I''m afraid it''s her last indulgence.


    *****The flowering period of Begonia is very short.


    After a snowstorm in China, all the petals fell off.


    Beijingshen is standing on the balcony on the first floor, holding the wooden railing with both hands and coughing low.


    He was wearing only a thin black sweater.


    Cold wind blowing, clothes rippling, highlighting his thin body.


    "Cough..." Northfield keeps suppressing the dry itching in the throat.


    The maid came over with a wool blanket and wrapped his body anxiously. "Young master, how can you come out to blow the wind? Let''s go in quickly."


    "This young master likes to blow cold wind, you go away."


    "Young master, you are not well. You will catch a cold like this. Young master, shall we go in? It''s too cold outside. "


    "Cough It''s said that I like it. Cough... "


    "Like to die!" All of a sudden a deep voice came in.


    The maid was scared to turn back, "young master, I''m sorry, I didn''t take good care of the young master."


    "Get out of here!"


    "Yes The maid hurried out of the room.


    I don''t look back in the north, enjoying the bare crabapple trees in the garden.


    "Do you want to die if you don''t come in?" The man spoke coldly.


    North Jingshen turned back and made a plaintive expression, "how good it is to die, there is no need for heartache."


    “……”


    Looking back at the bare tree trunk, he began to recite the poem, "the flowers are floating and the water is flowing. It''s a kind of Acacia. There are two places to worry about. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only the brow, but on the heart Ah, ah... "


    The man in the room held back his anger, "do you like her so much?"


    "It''s not old, it''s hard to love. The heart is like a double silk screen with thousands of knots in it... "


    "Enough!" The man''s anger almost didn''t contain, "you come in for me, otherwise don''t want to leave tomorrow!"


    "Big brother, did you agree with me


    "Keep listening to your poems every day, I''m afraid I''ll die of acid!"


    He agreed.


    Beijingshen called a happy one, rushed back to the room and pulled down the door.


    "It''s freezing to death." Beijingshen, wrapped in a blanket, complained, "brother, if you promise earlier, I won''t have to blow cold wind every day. You see, you have to wait until now to agree. Why is it? Sooner or later you will agree. "


    The man forbeared and held back his anger again.


    "I''ll only give you a week. After a week you have to come back."


    "One week is enough. Thank you, brother. It''s very kind of you, big brother. You''re a good person to do it to the end, and give more benefits. "


    “…… What do you want? "


    "I want so many people," he said


    "100?"


    North Jingshen giggled, "add another zero."


    Man:


    "Big brother, this is not much?"


    "It''s not much, it''s very much."


    Bei Jingshen raised his chin and said, "I don''t care. I want so many people. How can my young master go abroad without ostentation? Just give me one less and eat less food


    “……” The man''s lungs are about to explode.


    "Big brother, give me some more helicopters, what guns, ammunition, missiles, atomic bombs," he said