The sad cry reverberated in the night sky, and the sound continued, and even the dead who slept in the season were finally awakened. {}

"The big night called Mao, is there a little moral?"Awakened by a sharp voice, the seasonal air was disgruntled.

At this time, the brain is still a little awake, completely did not hear the sad cry, and thought that a dog man and woman were doing something shameless.

The cedar mound that pressed on him was removed, and the seasonal emptiness turned and sat up.

Xia's hilly poetry plume sleep very dead, even if it is removed, it is only a dream after a word, then hold the quilt and continue to sleep.

This is not to say how fierce the war they have just experienced, so they are tired of this.

In fact, at the beginning of that time, because of the freshness of the food, the two people were indeed night and night, often fighting until one or two o'clock in the evening.

In that absurd month, the two can say that they have unlocked all the poses, and even all the sexy areas of Xia's Hill Shiyu have been developed by him.

However, after getting along for a long time, this kind of excitement gradually faded, and in recent times, the two people basically just kissed each other, and then hugged and fell asleep.

As for why Xia's poetry plume sleeps so dead, probably because of peace of mind?

Since losing her parents, she is her only family, and being able to sleep in the arms of her favorite people is also a happiness for her.

She gently touched her silky black hair, and the seasonal air came down from the bed.

By this time he had heard it, and it was a cat who screamed.

Why do cats scream in the middle of the night?

I’ve heard of cats at night, but it’s not spring yet.And this deplorable cry, how not like a courtship signal...

The old man suddenly remembered what the old man had said to him in his previous life:

Cats are born with yin and yang eyes and can take the soul after death to hell, so they can see something unclean.

At this point, the season suddenly became a bit creepy.

Carefully open the door to a slit, the seasonal sky suddenly found that there was actually a bright light in the corridor, looking at the source of the light, it should be the real white room.

“White, really white!”

Ji was shouting twice, but received no response.

At this time, there was no sign, and the lights in the bathroom suddenly lit up, accompanied by the sound of "whispering" water.

The cat's screams became intermittent, as if they were struggling desperately, and they did not know how terrible things had happened.

The season began to hesitate to go out.

Before crossing, the season is not a ghost, but after the crossing, even if he really encounters a ghost, he will not feel strange.

The funniest thing in the world is that a traverser says he is an atheist.

But at this moment, a panicked cry sounded:

“Oh—”

With a bang, the season empty pushed the door and ran out, because he heard it, and the scream was actually a real name!

But when he rushed into the source of the call, which was in the bathroom, he was blind.

There is no god, no god, the vertebdy name is really white and wet standing on the side of the bathtub, holding a yellow cat with both hands.

What a terrible cat, like being tortured, the young body is constantly being pressed into the water, and then struggling to float up, and then pressed into the water, and then in the water, from the beginning to the next...

“The Gollum!”

Seasonal air difficult swallowed a mouthful of water, when did white become so vicious?Even if the cat usually does not like her, it should not be abused like this.

“The Empty.”

True White suddenly found the existence of the season empty, slightly stayed, the little yellow cat immediately took the opportunity to escape from the claws, and by the way, he also scratched the real white with his claws.

“White, what are you doing here?”The season asked.

“Take a bath for the cat.”The name answered in vain.

“Why do you suddenly want to bathe your cat?”

"I want to have a good relationship with the cat."

“I think you want to kill it.”

Ji empty silently in the heart spit a slot, frightened cat at this time lying on the floor, bowing the body to the real white claws.

It is clear that true white has been listed as the number one enemy...

"If you really like little animals, I'll buy you a puppy."

Seasonal time is seen, really born during the day is not welcomed by cats.

“Oh...”

She still likes the kitten, because the kitten can squat on the head, so it looks more lovely.

Shaking his head, Ji Yu asked, “Did you see that you were scratched by the cat just now, and was there any injury?”

The white sticks out a finger, and the red blood is particularly conspicuous on the white finger.

The wound is very shallow, it is estimated that it only broke a little skin, but the heartache of the season empty is dead, subconsciously put the finger in the mouth, gently sucking up, "is it still painful?"

"Comfort."

The name of the vertebrae answered softly.

The red eyes of the wine were gently blinking, and in the clear eyes, the inverted was the face full of care, and the stable heart of the three girls suddenly beat twice.

Then she also held the empty hand and put a finger into her small mouth.

The verteber white has never been a habit of smearing lip gloss, but the lips are like cherry blossoms, pure, and eye-opening.

Looking at the vertebrae that are close to the true white, the delicate pink face appeared in front of him, the long eyelashes quivered slightly, slightly open his mouth, and a finger in and out in between...

This makes him unable to hold it at all.

Especially the simple look of the white face, but actually let the season empty a blasphemous feeling.

I don't know how long, maybe a minute, maybe an hour, I finally spit out the seasonal fingers.

A glimmer of saliva was stretched between the fingers and the cherry lip, then broke down, and asked softly, “Is it comfortable to be empty?”

“Not only is it uncomfortable, it’s even more difficult...”

The sound of the season is dry.

Crooked small head, the name of the real white a little grievance said: "Is it I who did wrong?"

“No, I didn’t do anything wrong, I just didn’t do enough...”

The seasonal air seems to be unable to control the body, deceived the body, the left hand with the real white waist, and then tightly attached to their own body.

This is a sudden defense, so that the name of the vertebrae is really white to scream.

Slightly open their eyes, looking at the seasonal air near, feel the scorching breath of spewing on their faces, somehow, true white suddenly felt that the consciousness was somewhat confused.

Then she felt herself placed on the dresser, and her hot lips sealed her mouth, and her groaned in the throat, and then a familiar sense of satisfaction came from below...

The night is still long.