Chapter 201

The end, she began to doubt life.

One night, moxiran is like Cinderella who comes to the party in a pumpkin cart.

The envy of harvest made her indigestible.

On the way back to Zhou's house, she was still in a daze, looking out of the window.

"What do you think?"

Fingers are held.

Back to God, Mo Xi ran looked at the people around him and shook his head: "nothing."

"Silly."

He bent his fingers and flicked her forehead.

Mo West dye wrinkled small nose, giggle.

"Silly."

Zhou Yanchen said again and put his arm around her shoulder.

Mo Xi ran leans in his arms and listens to his heartbeat.

One by one, so calm and clear.

Biting her finger, she laughed.

Like a little fool.

At 12 pm, the Zhou family is naturally quiet.

Mo Xi ran took off his high-heeled shoes and gave them to Zhou Yanchen. He took his arm and went upstairs on tiptoe.

The bedroom door opened and Zhou Yanchen half carried her in.

Hook the door with his feet. He throws away her shoes and kisses her on the lips.

"Well..."

Mo Xi ran smiles and puts his arms around his neck.

Lip minute, Zhou Yanchen low Nan: "continue, the rest."

It's been a long night.

……

"Where to? Zemin, you haven't finished your drink

"Come back and drink." Yin Zeming waved his hand, pulled the coat on the back of the chair, put it on, and picked up the car key on the bar.

"Don't you want to run? "Ze ming?"

"Find someone."

"Who is it?"

"A girl looking for heaven." Yin Zeming hooked his lips and said, "let's go."

Outside the bar, Yin Zeming takes a long step and rides a black locomotive.

Put on the helmet and he starts the locomotive.

……

From a distance, I saw a small figure squatting on the street.

It's like a ball.

Slow down, Yin Zeming stops a few meters away from her.

The girl seemed to be immersed in her own world, even when she walked closer, she didn't find it.

Standing in front of her, he said to her head, "what are you looking at? Ants move? "

Peach back to God, eyeground reflects a pair of black sports shoes.

Along the shoes up, long legs, narrow waist, strong chest.

Finally, it is in line with Yin Zeming's smiling eyes.

Did he really come?

Frown, peach whispered: "where there are ants."

"What are you looking at?" Yin Zeming also squatted down, "is there a gem on the ground?"

"I'm not in the mood to joke with you." Peach cold voice said a sentence, ready to stand up.

But she squatted too long and her feet were numb.

A stagger, the arm was held.

"Be careful." The male voice is gentle.

Peach bite lip, shake off his hand, "it's OK, is the foot numb."

For a moment, Yin Zeming caught a glimpse of the red mark on the peach's neck.

He's a grown man, and naturally he knows what it is.

Look at the color. It should have just been put on.

His eyes whirled around peach's face. He was meditating.

What is the girl going through?

Why are you looking for heaven?

"For a ride?"

Suddenly, he asked her.

"Well?" Peach a Leng, looking at him, "for a ride?"

"Go." Involuntarily holding peach's wrist, Yin Zeming takes her to his motorcycle.

"You came here on this?" Peaches are surprised.

Yin Zeming handed her a spare helmet and said with a smile, "what's the matter? Don't you dare to sit

"There's something I don't dare to do." Peach cold hum, put on the helmet, "after a while you Mao full strength of open, don't like riding a bicycle as good."

"Ha ha." Shaking his head and laughing, Yin Zeming straddled the car and bowed his head to the peach, "come up."

Peach sits astride Yin Zeming and reaches for his waist.

As soon as his back was stiff, Yin Zeming coughed and laughed at himself.

Why did the little girl not mind? Instead, he pinched it.

"Go! Sit down

Wind, shuttling in the ear.

Peach with eyes closed, feel it.

At this moment, she didn't want anything. She just wanted the road to be endless.

"All right?"

Yin Zeming asked peach.

"Faster! Roar, roar

Peach yells, so crazy.

Bravely stood up, her hands pressed on Yin Zeming's shoulder."Ha ha..."

Yin Zeming's hearty laughter mixed with peach's laughter and disappeared in the wind.

Before I knew it, I came to the outskirts and the sky was full of stars.

It's like that two people were lying on the ground side by side that night.

"Peach, can you tell me why you have been looking for heaven?"

Peach was stunned, and then whispered: "if I say that because I live in hell, I have been looking for heaven, do you believe it?"

For a long time, Yin Zeming didn't speak.

Peaches do not mind, deep breathing fresh air.

Half ring, people around suddenly moved.

"Peaches."

She was called.

Open your eyes, she on a pair of deep eyes.

Yin Zeming looked at her and held out a hand to her, "do you want me to help you?"

His tall figure obscured the stars behind him.

For a second, peach really wanted to give him his hand.

But

"You can't help me."

She said.

……

On a sunny morning, the morning light slants in and lingers on the ground.

On the big bed, two people embrace and sleep, at the moment peaceful.

You turn to wake up, Mo Xi ran slowly opens his eyes.

To the eye, it is a beautiful face in the golden age.

Her heart missed a beat and she laughed foolishly.

Long and dense eyelashes blinked a few times, playfully stretched out slender fingers, toward his face.

A few centimeters above his handsome face.

She described his beauty.

Sword eyebrows, Phoenix eyes, straight nose, thin lips.

They all say thin lips and thin feelings.

She thought, if he dares to be unkind, she will deal with him.

"What for?"

The deep male voice suddenly.

Then her fingers were held.

"Ah

Exclaimed, Mo West dye subconsciously forward, into his arms.

Zhou Yanchen thin lips micro hook, low eyes coagulation with arms hairy small head, a weak heart.

Head down to her hair top peck kiss, his voice with the morning's lazy charm.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

She murmured in his arms.

"What's the matter?" Meifeng slightly convergence, Zhou Yanchen want to look at her face, but she just refused to show.

"Oh, don't mess with me." Mo Xi Ran's voice is simple and coquettish.

Zhou Yanchen laughed and patted her on the shoulder.

"What's the matter with you?"

The voice was so dull that it seemed unhappy.

"I, I'm shy. I want to tell you that, too?" Moxiran is almost ripe.

Who can tell her what's going on?

It's a 29 year old woman. It's the same day.

What is the sweet feeling of death.

"Ha ha."

He laughed.

Mo Xi Ran is more shy and wants to find a way to get in.

Her long fingers came out and her jaw was pinched and lifted.

Four eyes opposite, she was instantly attracted by him into the vortex of Fang Hongyuan.

A warm lips, he gently kisses her lips