The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 586 I don't love you anymore! Ink deep!

The warmth of the season stood on the balcony with some numbness, facing the wind against the wind, closing his eyes, allowing him to be bathed again and then being baptized by heavy rain. The long hair of his shoulders was scattered behind his shoulders and breathing. The smell of damp and cold in the rain.

In the handbag in the room, the ringing of the mobile phone, the warmth of the season seems to have been ignored, just ignore it, just squinting at the heavy rain, the mouth is a little laugh.

The rain was so big that she didn't hear the sound of opening the door when the ink came back.

Until she finally heard the sound, it was already a man who pushed the floor-to-ceiling window half-closed behind her and made a loud noise.

The warmth of the season was shrunk by the sound of the scared shoulders, turned his eyes, and some of the blurred eyes that were washed by the rain looked at the ugly man with a clear face.

"What are you doing?" The man's voice seemed to be colder than the autumn rain.

I felt that the warmth of the season that I thought was very comfortable was trembled in my heart.

She looked at him in a fascinating way, and some white lips that were washed by the rain moved: "Look at the rain..."

The warmth of the season is now awake, and it is indeed awake. It is said that it is too much to drink, the hair is all wet, and the already wet bathrobe is cold and heavy. On the body, the towel that had just been used to wipe the hair was on the shoulder and bear the baptism of the autumn rain. The face was full of rain.

But this unspeakable desolateness made her seem to have faded the mask of coldness and arrogance in the past three years, and faded away the so-called unloving shell, but now flesh and blood stood here.

The warmth of the season slightly tilted his head, and the rest of his eyes saw a man holding a thing he had just bought from a pharmacy. Who could have thought that the darkness of the darkness would one day go out in the middle of the night and go out to buy medicine, obviously he is the same. It is wet, but it always seems that she is the one who is more wolf.

She couldn't help but laugh again.

It was a smile that made the man's face more ugly.

The wrist suddenly became tight, and the warmth of the season was not able to be sent out. The man broke into the window directly from the balcony, and then the floor-to-ceiling windows were heavily closed, so that the curtains on the floor were cut off because of the strength of the window. The wind blew up, and finally floated back again.

"I just took a shower and ran out to rain. How cold and icy the autumn rain in Beijing is, don't you feel it? With your way of tossing yourself, I see that you will not be allowed to board the plane tomorrow because of high fever. The man was next to her wrist, and the sly season was warm, and suddenly almost slammed into his arms.

She barely stood still, but she still swayed because her legs were soft and the man's hand was in a timely manner, so she couldn't immediately fall down.

The warmth of the season, because of this sway, the feeling of the whirlwind is coming again. She suddenly frowned and frowned, but she did not explain a word, and pushed her lips to push him.

If it is not the warmth of the season, the face looks too white, and Mo Jingshen will definitely say something heavier, but seeing the little woman drunk, the sorrowfulness of the southeast and northwest is hard to support. The man calmed her face and took her to the sofa.

The warmth of the season was suddenly very sensitive. I raised my hand and took the neckline of the bathrobe: "I want to wash it when I want to wash it! Isn't the hangover medicine already bought? I rushed to drink it! You go!"

"Would you go to take a bath yourself? Will you wake up your own medicine? If you can do it, you won’t have lost your life in the bathtub of the hotel for two days and two nights three years ago. I have lost my life. I don’t see it. If you take care of yourself and you will not go, it is better to go in and take a hot shower!"

The season is warm and dying, wearing a bathrobe, and the mouth keeps a vague snoring until the hateful mouth: "I said I don't love you... I don't love you! Ink deep! I don't love you! You get out..."

Even more ugly, she couldn't figure it out. The next second was suddenly slammed into the front of the man. When she was red-eyed and squatting, she buckled her back and kissed it directly.

(End of this chapter)