The lead-gray sky is low, and the diagonal raindrops are quietly connected into a transparent silk satin, scattering in the late autumn wind
On the asphalt road with dark tones, wet mist seemed to gradually evaporate, and was suddenly dissipated by the sound of car whistles.
Just as the next green light came on, she moved
It was a girl in a white cloth skirt. She could only see her milky skin from afar and her long hair like a swaying gently behind her as her feet swayed behind her.
She is so beautiful and quiet
The black and white color scheme should have been perfectly integrated into this silent street scene in the rain, but she held another red umbrella
The bright red burned his eyes, and even made him feel tinnitus for a moment. Before he could see her clearly, he could hear the sound of clamoring in his chest.
In addition, when he saw the girl in the H-Da Sports Equipment Room, this was the second time in his life that he had such a reaction.
The pass of inspiration seemed to be broken through in an instant. The pleasure of enlightenment made him want to take out a pen to record it immediately, but Zhang Liao did not move, and he could even be considered blinded.
He felt that this picture was beyond reality. Maybe he would find in a blink of an eye that he was just like some other somewhat neurotic artists, seeing the hallucinations that were visible to him only, just like him.
He stared at the girl crossing the dark road and walked in his direction, step by step, step by step, on the rhythm of his heartbeat
The face blurred in the rain and mist gradually became clear, and the picturesque eyebrows and eyes were carefully outlined on the white and delicate rice paper. A faint red stained at the end of the eyes was a displaced projection of the peach petals held between the teeth in her eyes.
Then every draw and every painting must be the most proud original work of the Creator, because even if it is offset by half a minute, he will not be able to stop roaring in his mind just because of the blink of an eye.
It's her
The girl I met at H
He recognized people almost instantly, and even had a subtle sense of fate
When he discovered that the girl's destination seemed to be the cafe where he was, his already thumping heartbeat became even more excited.
The man who has also written all about the romantic and romantic reading process, he unconsciously held the cup tightly and began to think about how he would deal with the girl's response when she came in.
Does she still remember him?
When I saw her last time, something seemed wrong with her. Do you have to ask to show your concern?
Wouldn't it be a bit too presumptuous?
The man who was already over the age of a young boy was in a mess at this moment. When he finally decided to start thinking from the first position he should have, he found that the girl did not come in, but stopped on the side near the front of the cafe door.
Because the distance was a little close, she even heard the girl's gentle and sweet voice after squatting down.
Zero Waves Zero Waves Are you here again? Little naughty...
Then a dirty little white cat came out from the flowers in front of the cafe, or rather wet, as if he heard the familiar call, and walked into the girl's arms with his short legs and meowed.
The girl's white skirt was wet and didn't even dislike her. Her slender fingers rubbed the cat's little head with her doting and said coquettishly: Are you wet? You'll run outside on a rainy day. I know that when I go back, I will make cat biscuits for you. It's guaranteed that it's better than the ones here. Little Greedy Cat's Wave
His eyes were fluttering, and he felt that the ankle under the girl's skirt was damn white and damn clean
It's clean like her little face without makeup, like her skirt without any pattern, and her lips with pure and beautiful colors
It was not until the girl left that the man by the window suddenly woke up from a dream
Subconsciously picking up the cup, but found that the coffee had already been cold
On the other side, An Sheng just returned home and refused the suggestion of 030 disguised as a cat to dry by herself. In a good mood, she first pressed the trembling 030 into warm water and washed it, then took out a hair dryer and blew the cat with interest. She called it, and had long wanted to experience the feeling of a shoveler owner.
Because after transforming from a gingerbread villain into a cat, he imitated his physiological structure by 10% of the time. Due to cat instinct, he squinted his eyes comfortably by the warm wind, while being rubbed by An Sheng's little hand, and finally asked his doubts:
Guru... Since the contractor has designed so many designs, why not just go in? The heroine and the hero meet at the coffee book bar, and choose the same book at the same time, and then talk about poetry and lyrics to philosophy of life. Isn't this a classic development? Guru...
An Sheng didn't know that 030, all the time, they had supplemented some strange knowledge, and that would have to be prescribed the right medicine. Before being a director, Zhang Liao was first of all, a writer was a sensitive group of people who played art. Sometimes a roundabout metaphor would leave a deeper impression on them. Whether it was a beauty like a flower, or a pipa half-covered face, he talked about this just right charm wave.
030 The head was tilted and An Sheng bounced it a little. After getting the Wave, you know that tragedy leaves a deeper impression on people than comedy, right? Just understand it like this.
That night, Ansheng registered an account on the popular live broadcast platform Maopu. He used the name of Ansheng. The room name is casually named, and the name is An An and Lingling.
Because she didn't have the habit of taking selfies, she took the cover on her phone temporarily today, and she didn't find any light or angles. She just took a photo and posted it up. It can be said that she is very confident in her appearance.
An Sheng sat down with 030 wearing cat leather. Behind her was the bedroom background wall where she had simply cleaned up. The beige wallpaper and light pink curtains all exuded a girlish atmosphere. They were all prepared for her by her brother, and I don’t know what kind of taste it is.
An Sheng looked at the constituency carefully, dancing and singing, and even though she had to learn after entering the entertainment industry, at her current level, An Sheng still chose a slightly more popular one among the remaining constituencies. Cute Popular Constituency
After all, free labor is in hand, so don't use wavy numbers.
(030: Meow Á!)
When the live broadcast was just started, there was no one in the live broadcast room. An Sheng had expected it, so he took out the performance books he had prepared before and began to concentrate on reading.
Although An Sheng is indeed talented in acting, she thinks it is necessary to add the necessary professional knowledge.
As for school homework, An Xuebasheng said that he had already learned to study the university courses when he was free.
So, people in the live broadcast room, either attracted by the cover or clicked on An An and Lingling, received a blast of beauty when they entered the room.
Under the warm yellow light, a girl in a pink plush home dress, her hair softly poured on the desktop and books, the white and tender ears exposed between her ink hair, and her flawless side face that was breathtakingly breathless, all made the wolves' barrage of the empty screen, which had just fallen.
On the asphalt road with dark tones, wet mist seemed to gradually evaporate, and was suddenly dissipated by the sound of car whistles.
Just as the next green light came on, she moved
It was a girl in a white cloth skirt. She could only see her milky skin from afar and her long hair like a swaying gently behind her as her feet swayed behind her.
She is so beautiful and quiet
The black and white color scheme should have been perfectly integrated into this silent street scene in the rain, but she held another red umbrella
The bright red burned his eyes, and even made him feel tinnitus for a moment. Before he could see her clearly, he could hear the sound of clamoring in his chest.
In addition, when he saw the girl in the H-Da Sports Equipment Room, this was the second time in his life that he had such a reaction.
The pass of inspiration seemed to be broken through in an instant. The pleasure of enlightenment made him want to take out a pen to record it immediately, but Zhang Liao did not move, and he could even be considered blinded.
He felt that this picture was beyond reality. Maybe he would find in a blink of an eye that he was just like some other somewhat neurotic artists, seeing the hallucinations that were visible to him only, just like him.
He stared at the girl crossing the dark road and walked in his direction, step by step, step by step, on the rhythm of his heartbeat
The face blurred in the rain and mist gradually became clear, and the picturesque eyebrows and eyes were carefully outlined on the white and delicate rice paper. A faint red stained at the end of the eyes was a displaced projection of the peach petals held between the teeth in her eyes.
Then every draw and every painting must be the most proud original work of the Creator, because even if it is offset by half a minute, he will not be able to stop roaring in his mind just because of the blink of an eye.
It's her
The girl I met at H
He recognized people almost instantly, and even had a subtle sense of fate
When he discovered that the girl's destination seemed to be the cafe where he was, his already thumping heartbeat became even more excited.
The man who has also written all about the romantic and romantic reading process, he unconsciously held the cup tightly and began to think about how he would deal with the girl's response when she came in.
Does she still remember him?
When I saw her last time, something seemed wrong with her. Do you have to ask to show your concern?
Wouldn't it be a bit too presumptuous?
The man who was already over the age of a young boy was in a mess at this moment. When he finally decided to start thinking from the first position he should have, he found that the girl did not come in, but stopped on the side near the front of the cafe door.
Because the distance was a little close, she even heard the girl's gentle and sweet voice after squatting down.
Zero Waves Zero Waves Are you here again? Little naughty...
Then a dirty little white cat came out from the flowers in front of the cafe, or rather wet, as if he heard the familiar call, and walked into the girl's arms with his short legs and meowed.
The girl's white skirt was wet and didn't even dislike her. Her slender fingers rubbed the cat's little head with her doting and said coquettishly: Are you wet? You'll run outside on a rainy day. I know that when I go back, I will make cat biscuits for you. It's guaranteed that it's better than the ones here. Little Greedy Cat's Wave
His eyes were fluttering, and he felt that the ankle under the girl's skirt was damn white and damn clean
It's clean like her little face without makeup, like her skirt without any pattern, and her lips with pure and beautiful colors
It was not until the girl left that the man by the window suddenly woke up from a dream
Subconsciously picking up the cup, but found that the coffee had already been cold
On the other side, An Sheng just returned home and refused the suggestion of 030 disguised as a cat to dry by herself. In a good mood, she first pressed the trembling 030 into warm water and washed it, then took out a hair dryer and blew the cat with interest. She called it, and had long wanted to experience the feeling of a shoveler owner.
Because after transforming from a gingerbread villain into a cat, he imitated his physiological structure by 10% of the time. Due to cat instinct, he squinted his eyes comfortably by the warm wind, while being rubbed by An Sheng's little hand, and finally asked his doubts:
Guru... Since the contractor has designed so many designs, why not just go in? The heroine and the hero meet at the coffee book bar, and choose the same book at the same time, and then talk about poetry and lyrics to philosophy of life. Isn't this a classic development? Guru...
An Sheng didn't know that 030, all the time, they had supplemented some strange knowledge, and that would have to be prescribed the right medicine. Before being a director, Zhang Liao was first of all, a writer was a sensitive group of people who played art. Sometimes a roundabout metaphor would leave a deeper impression on them. Whether it was a beauty like a flower, or a pipa half-covered face, he talked about this just right charm wave.
030 The head was tilted and An Sheng bounced it a little. After getting the Wave, you know that tragedy leaves a deeper impression on people than comedy, right? Just understand it like this.
That night, Ansheng registered an account on the popular live broadcast platform Maopu. He used the name of Ansheng. The room name is casually named, and the name is An An and Lingling.
Because she didn't have the habit of taking selfies, she took the cover on her phone temporarily today, and she didn't find any light or angles. She just took a photo and posted it up. It can be said that she is very confident in her appearance.
An Sheng sat down with 030 wearing cat leather. Behind her was the bedroom background wall where she had simply cleaned up. The beige wallpaper and light pink curtains all exuded a girlish atmosphere. They were all prepared for her by her brother, and I don’t know what kind of taste it is.
An Sheng looked at the constituency carefully, dancing and singing, and even though she had to learn after entering the entertainment industry, at her current level, An Sheng still chose a slightly more popular one among the remaining constituencies. Cute Popular Constituency
After all, free labor is in hand, so don't use wavy numbers.
(030: Meow Á!)
When the live broadcast was just started, there was no one in the live broadcast room. An Sheng had expected it, so he took out the performance books he had prepared before and began to concentrate on reading.
Although An Sheng is indeed talented in acting, she thinks it is necessary to add the necessary professional knowledge.
As for school homework, An Xuebasheng said that he had already learned to study the university courses when he was free.
So, people in the live broadcast room, either attracted by the cover or clicked on An An and Lingling, received a blast of beauty when they entered the room.
Under the warm yellow light, a girl in a pink plush home dress, her hair softly poured on the desktop and books, the white and tender ears exposed between her ink hair, and her flawless side face that was breathtakingly breathless, all made the wolves' barrage of the empty screen, which had just fallen.
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