wild cranberries

Things.

"No, why, why me?"

Li Yuan could hardly explain why.He doesn't want to procrastinate, he doesn't want to say that I can't afford it, he can do anything that doesn't cross the bottom line, it just depends on his own will.The matter of kissing and hugging is not the most specific person, it is the same for everyone.Peng Xiaoman just sat close, Peng Xiaoman looks older and doesn't care about it, it's Peng Xiaoman, similar, concealed, secret, less psychological burden.

There are all kinds of reasons for footnotes, but Li Yuan didn't even think about it.

Just close your eyes and stick to the past.

It's just a game.

"sorry."

Li Yuan supported his neck, lowered her head sideways, and after an unexplained apology, she pressed her mouth to the corner of Peng Xiaoman's mouth, ambiguously brushing aside, not counting as a kiss.But Li Yuan felt that he was obviously stiff, and couldn't bear it, she gently rubbed the short hair roots on his neck, and let out a quick laugh that only Peng Xiaoman could hear.He had forgotten that Zhou Wen's touch was only fleeting, and it was also of the same gender as his own, but he was surprised and conflicted, almost like sinking like water, without a single negative wave.

To say touch.

Peng Xiaoman's mouth was slightly cool and soft.

The field immediately exploded, and it soared to the peak of the explosion, stirring up countless beautiful fireworks that flickered and flickered.Green is not green, spring is not spring, it is vaguely colorful, and it is impossible to distinguish the present and tomorrow.