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These times, she was so drunk in his arms and then vomited on him, not as sober as the one she met two years ago.
In the park, she always snuggled up to him and shouted his name, but the next day she forgot all about it, thinking that she was taken home by the wind and laughing on the sea in the middle of the park.
Gong slender fingers gently stroked Xia Lulu's white and clean face. At the moment, she fell asleep quietly and peacefully like a baby, as if she had no troubles.
However, this silence is only a moment. After a while, her eyes tightened and her eyebrows frowned, and she held his hand tightly. An inaudible deep voice came from her throat and began to call his name-
"Gong, don't go, don't go ..."
"I admire you, Gong, did you hear that? I'll fuck you, and you're not leaving! I don't want you to go ... "
"Why? Why doesn't everyone drive me away ... Everyone will abandon me ... No, I don't want it, I want to get rid of it ... "
Then, she began to cry. She felt that the child was held tightly by the powerful road of January.
So safe, so warm ...
She slowly opened her eyes, but immediately fell into a pair of deep eyes. The main eye of the eye has a familiar face ... She smiled and held out her hand to him sadly and lonely. ...
Please adopt