Looking at the red face of the pear pear in Zemura, Anzhe fainted for a while...

fainting!

That's embarrassing too!

An Zhe spit blood in his heart for a while, and wanted to smoke his own mouth.

So what is the smell of body gel, that is obviously the body smell of the girl...

And the smell is fragrant, what do you say to yourself?

Zemura Ying pear stood in front of Anzhe, and his heart was also a shy.

Since they had only two people, they did not have enough bathrobes at home, and when they walked into the room to think of the stubble, they had to take their own bathrobes.

She didn't think much of it, and it turned out to be like that by Ange...

What are you doing, how can you take your own clothes?

“Coughing...”

An Zhe dry coughed, smiled and put the bathrobe down: "That pear himself will use it, I will go out and buy one."

At this time, Xia's poetry plume came out, curiously speaking.

"Huh?"Want to buy something?”

“Nothing, I said I was going to buy a bathrobe...” said An Zhe hurriedly.

Xia's hilly poetry blinked, and remembered that there were only two of their own bathrobes in the house, but suddenly waved.

“It doesn’t matter, just wear me.”

Ange: “???”

Szemura Ying pear: “???”

Hey hey, hey!Don't do anything!

After two seconds, Anzhe's heart collapsed and screamed, and his eyes had already seen that the pears on one side of the village were already on the verge of madness.

However, the school sister did not let go of him, with a smile that only a fool could, and pulled Anzhe to the door of her room.

“Look, I made the bed for you!”

An Zhe looked at the soft bed with a new cover in the room, the red sheets and covers, and the double happy words embroidered from the gold thread on it were not irritated.

"No!This is your room!Isn't that your own bed?"

“Yes, it’s your bed.”Xia's hilly poetry feathers a smile, and there is a glimmering liquid in the corners of the mouth...

“...”

An Zhe looked at the pears of the village that had been close to the riot, and burst into tears.

Damn, do you want to do something like that!

What is this bed red double love letter cover?

“Xiao Xia Xia Xia Xia Xia Xia Xia Shihhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zecun Ying pear suddenly yelled wildly to open the Xia Hill Shiyu, crazy with her golden double horsetail beat Anzhe, the room suddenly fell into a chicken flying dog jump.

...

When it was time to calm down, it was nine o’clock in the evening.

He took a shower and sat down on the sofa, tired.

In the end, the bathrobe was bought by him, and the sleeping bed was naturally impossible to go to the school sister, but to sleep on the sofa.

It was like being in a deep fire...

leaning on the sofa, the two girls have returned to their rooms, and the two men's "fough fight" is obviously tired.

Thinking of the previous scene, Anzhe was also helpless, but at the end of the mouth, I felt that the mood was relaxed a lot.

I finally saw them again, and it was really good to not meet again for a long time.

Of course, the gentle countryside is naturally attractive, and Anzhe has not forgotten all the important things that came to the imperial capital.

Lying on the sofa with his pillow, Ange was lost in thought, thinking about his plan of action.

One thing turned in his mind, he found himself busy, in the two months of experience assessment, he has a lot of things to figure out one by one, or even completely resolved.

However, you have to slow down, after all, a mouth can not eat fat.

Thinking, the door of Xia's hilly poetry suddenly opened, and the girl's figure slowly came to Anzhe.

As he lay on the sofa, Anzhe saw a pair of long straight white legs near him.

Breathing can not help but stagnate, because he can see through the white bathrobe, the hidden black triangle under the school sister's clothes, and then skim over the crazy waist curve, is a pair of ups and downs of the towering area, hiding in the white bathrobe, showing the half-contour.

Looking at the pup of the pup of the prismatic pussy of God, Anzhe blinked his eyes.

"Why don't you sleep, Pooh?"

Xia's Hill Shiyu shook his head and asked An Zhe in turn: "It's only nine o'clock now, I can't sleep."“Are you going to rest?”

“Me?It doesn't matter."Ai Zhe smiled, but realized that the girl seemed to have something in her mind.

Looking at the face of her sister, An Zhe sat up and suddenly took her hand and held it with her hands.

“Come on, sit down, what’s going on?”

Xia's hilly poetry fell down on the sofa, but did not look at Anzhe, but some of the outspoken look ahead.

An Zhe doubted in his heart, and realized that the school sister looked a little abnormal.

After waiting quietly for a while, Xia's poetry plume opened its mouth.

“Oh, Ange.Will we always be together?"

Anzhe's eyes were slightly condensed, and did not directly answer her.

After two seconds of silence, he said, "Well... I want to know why you're asking me that."

The hymns turned their heads and looked at Anzhe.

She was the boy she had found in the streets of the Devil’s Land.

Perhaps it was just a moment of softness, perhaps it was fate, she rented one of her own houses to him, and gave him a place to block the wind and rain on the street.

But then, along with each other, she found that she could no longer control her feelings.

She and Anzhe were finally together, and the moment she confessed to each other, the world seemed to become colorful.But fate likes to joke, she did not expect, she found on the roadside of the fallen boy, the real identity is the top aristocracy.

That kind of identity...

I am just an ordinary person...

The pup looked at Anzhe, and his eyes seemed very dark.

“You and I are two worlds.Although I kept forcing myself not to think, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.I’ll always think, maybe when we’ll be apart.”

The gap between the two is too big to make people afraid and make people withdraw.

Ange’s mood has changed slightly...

“Poetry, do you know anything?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“This...”

An Zhe's eyes contracted a little, and suddenly heard such a name from the school sister's mouth, so that he was a little thorny, and he froze for three or four seconds before he returned to God.

Then there is the long silence.

An Zhe finally understood why the girl suddenly asked, it turned out that she had already known her identity...

For so long, she had been thinking about it.

Does your identity put a lot of pressure on her?

“I’m sorry... it’s because of this identity that I can’t openly confess it to you.”I apologize to you, but...”

Anzhe's words paused, followed by a firm whisper: "If you thought we would be separated because of my identity, I wouldn't agree with that view."

“Don’t underestimate my heart...”