Chapter 15 Hug and cry

It seems that any beauty likes others to praise her for being beautiful in person

I searched my intestines and scraped my stomach and poured out the famous words I had found:

Your skin is white and creamy, beautiful as spring plum blossoms, and the spirit is as beautiful as autumn and frost.

Your graceful figure is full of aura and shines on people

Your hibiscus will show off your face, fascinate men and jealous women.

The cheeks are harmonious, the clouds are reflected in the clear pond, the eyes are crystal clear, the moon is shining on the cold river

Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished saying these praises, she suddenly became silent, looking at me intently, her eyes were crystal clear and full of affection

I looked at her quietly and found that her eyes were wet. After a while, two lines of clear tears flowed down her white and rosy cheeks.

I knew she was moved by me and burst into tears. All I could do at this time was to look at her affectionately and throw countless autumn spinaches at her.

Sure enough, when I was throwing thousands of tons of spinach again, she really couldn't stand it. Her body trembled and shook her chest slowly. Her beauty frowned slightly, and she kept crying and drinking.

After a moment, the crying softly said to me: Hug me

Although the words were soft, I could hear the words and words clearly. But after all, I was not a veteran in love, so I was stunned and had no reaction for a moment.

She emphasized her tone again and said with a little complaint: Come and hug me Ah!

Just as the words fell, the tears became stronger

Even though I am a young grass in love, under the dense tears that were as dense as rain, she quickly pulled out the seedlings and helped grow, and instantly became a towering tree.

I hurriedly moved to her, maybe too anxious, and couldn't help it. I didn't bother to stand up, and rolled around the table (a little embarrassed), threw myself to her side, stretched out her arms, and hugged her tightly in her arms. She buried her face deeply in front of my chest, and cried out loud.

I pressed my mouth and nose against her fragrant hair, and we hugged each other tightly.

To be honest, Xian Mei is the most touching girl I have ever met since I was a child, but she has a reputation as a master. My broken car is finally late

Thinking of this, my heart is like a knife

Seeing her crying, my heart felt sour, and a melancholy surged into my heart. Her slight sob was like tear gas, which made my eyes wet.

I blinked my eyes hard, not wanting to let tears flow down

But the more you blink, the more you can't control it. In an instant, tears that were not good at fighting were like beads with broken threads, swelling downwards.

The more I think of the beauty is not my own, the more painful it is in my heart, the more sorrow it is in my heart, the more sorrow it is, the more sorrow it is, the more tears flow, just like the continuous stream of rivers

I cried even harder than her, men were more fragile than women, I have a deep understanding of this sentence

Men cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, not sin, taste the tears that have been away from for a long time

Andy Lau's old handsome B sings my heart at this moment

Women are as careful as hair, even more so

After a while, she felt me ​​crying too. She stopped crying and raised her tears from my chest to look at me. She probably didn't expect that she would cry like a woman with a small foot.

She was so attentive to me that I couldn't control myself, and tears became more and more like a flood breaking the dam, rushing wildly

I'm also a little surprised, why did his own tear gland suddenly become so developed today?

Learning from the pain, crying, tears, tears, I decided to bury my little head between the lotus and the jade girl's peaks, crying happily

After burying my head down, Xian Mei gently raised her arms and raised her jade hand. I don’t know when there was a piece of tissue in her hand, which buryed me down and gently wiped my tears.

In desperation, I had to look at the Lotus and Jade Girl's peaks through the tears curtains with endless nostalgia, closed my eyes, and let her wipe it with pleasure.

I have indeed fallen in love, 5555555...

I sucked the fragrance from her body and enjoyed the infinite tenderness of her wiping my tears. I really hope that time will stop at this moment forever

She wiped my tears, then stopped her gentle movements and stared at me quietly...