Seasonal ice fronds, “Why?”She wants to go back and see her boyfriend, right?

She felt depressed and did not explain, saying, "You don't have to come back."

Then he hung up the phone.

Seasonal ice against the dough bang phone, the face pulled very long.

Why not let her go back?

Seasonal ice will inevitably think more, the word is afraid that she will go back, two people stay together to affect his identity?Or is he changing his mind?

Seasonal ice thinking, no results.

She doesn’t want to talk.

The holiday time is not short, she is not in a hurry to do homework, Zhuang Long recently began to go around the waves, there is no need for her to help the experiment.She had nothing to do, and the next day she went to the NBA and went to Boston Park on the third day to play all day.

On the fourth day she did not go out because of the snow.

Seasonal ice alone at home, the snow is very large, the branches outside the door, are pressed with snow.

She opened the computer to write the paper and sat on the window.

The window was covered with a thick velvet blanket, and she was wearing thick socks and thick pajamas when she suddenly heard the branches of the window being crushed by snow.Seasonal ice put down the notebook, pushed open the window, saw the branches fall to the ground.

She walked out of the apartment with a shovel, picked up the tree and threw it into the trash, then shoveled the snow at the door.

I got it all done, and the ice was hungry.

She went home, ready to cook a bowl of soup and water, and make a fit.

She is a cooking idiot.

Cooking noodles is a very simple thing for her, pour water into the pot, put the noodles in after the water is opened, then hit two eggs inside, put a few small green vegetables, then pour a little oil, add ... the right amount of salt, it becomes.As soon as the ice was poured into the bowl, the bell rang.

She frowned and went to the door, not opening it.

She didn’t shop online, Zhuang Long wasn’t in Boston today, she didn’t have good friends, so who was the person outside the door?

Ji Ding Ice stood behind the door and asked the man outside, “Who?”

A quiet outside the door.

She thought about it, ran back to the room, picked up a kitchen knife, and went back to the door.

The doorbell rang again.

The ice through the cat's eyes, see a black.

The people outside the door are high.

She cautiously opened a slit of the door, and the anti-theft chain did not open.Through this seam, the seasonal ice looked out.After seeing the tall man outside the door, the doubts in the eyes of the seasonal ice were all replaced by surprise.“The Word!”

She went back to God and quickly removed the anti-theft chain.

He looked down at her, and he was wearing the breath of cold snow.

The voice no longer spoke, "It's me."His uneasy tone revealed his long-lost thoughts.

Season ice opened the door, want to hold him, this hand, only to realize that they still have a kitchen knife in their hands.

She stared at the knife in her hand, her expression unpredictable.

Season ice will hide the kitchen knife behind, like a child who did the wrong thing, whispered, "This knife is not for you, I think..." to see the color of the play in the eyes of the speech, the season of ice gradually lost sound.

The speech laughed.

Laughed softly, like a cat’s paw patting on the ice chest of the season.

She could hear all the bones.

"Very good."He walked into the house, reached out his hand on her short hair, and felt a good face, "There is a sense of prevention, this is a good thing."He reached for the kitchen knife in his ice-drinking hands for the next season, took the kitchen knife, and walked and said, "But when you meet me, you should not have a knife."

He came out of the kitchen and took the ice floor of the season into his arms, his right hand pinched her chin, and the forefinger rubbed against her lips.He said, "Kiss me."He bowed his head and kissed the soft lips of the light pink.

Season ice wears socks, no shoes, and has to padded to kiss him.

She almost hung on to him.

The words were out of control, and his mouth left the lip of the season and came to her neck.His kiss with punishment and play, the season ice perceived pain, knowing that it was a word that was biting her neck.The kiss, too intense, was out of control.

Seasonal ice is afraid of developing according to this trend, tonight may not be guaranteed, she quickly cried out, please say, "No, I am still small."

The Word: “...”

His hand was just in front of the ice in the season, and when he heard this, he deliberately tried the feeling of trying, and said, "Not small."

“It’s really small...”

The ice is crying.

She is not ready yet.

Unwilling to let go of her.

Seasonal ice pushed open, like a frightened rabbit running to the kitchen.She muttered, "I haven't eaten yet."She took the chopsticks and ate the noodles, and at that moment, she followed in and took away the bowl and chopsticks in her hand.

He frowned at the indescribable face of the bowl and said, “Is this what people eat?”Then he hit his face.He ate the bowl of noodles cleanly, finished, saw the season drinking ice eyes to look at themselves ... the bowl of noodle soup, he looked stiffly, said, "I was only ready to eat a mouthful..."

The ice of the season can't laugh.

"I'll cook it again."

So, the season drank ice to cook noodles, and said that she stood at the kitchen doorway and watched her cook noodles.

America is a place of nourishment, which has not been seen for half a year, and his little slave looks better.The eyes of the voice looked at the body of the season of drinking ice, and the season of drinking ice noticed that she always had a feeling that she was seeing her flesh through a sweater.

She was tingled by his scalp.

“You, don’t look at me.”The season of drinking ice looked at the bubbling boiling water, and did not dare to turn back.

The words are raised, the fiery eyes are deeper.“Why?”When he said the first word, he was still standing in the kitchen door, and when he said the last word, others had come to the end of the season.

The two of them were too close.

The ice drink does not dare to speak.

He bent down suddenly, his hands holding the ice-drinking waist and legs, and he bowed his back and placed his chin on the shoulder of the season.The man was a prank, taking a deep breath around her neck, and then he saw that the ice-drinking ear-lobing cheeks had some redness around her neck.

What a magical operation this is.

He had seen blushing, even if he had never seen a red neck and skin!

Uncontrollable thinking.

In bed, under her own skin, the appearance of red skin, will not be more attractive.

"Shut up, don't mess with me."The ice of the season tightens the body.

The words reacted, they were close, and the season of ice was felt.

"I'm sorry."

He turned around and went to the bathroom.

This time, he stayed in the bathroom for a long time.By the time he came out, the ice was already past.The door of the master bedroom was open, and he went to the master bedroom, and saw the season drinking ice on the bed for him.He stood outside the door, watching quietly, without stopping.