"It's amazing."

"People who have not liked girls for eight hundred years can even fall into the mortal world. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

When the boy pushed the door open, he could see the figure on the sofa.

Jiang Yuyan bent his slender and beautiful eyes slightly and walked forward. Because of the racing just now, some crystal sweat beads of the boy's fair forehead oozed off, sliding down the sideline lines, looking sexy and bewitching, and beautiful.

The girl looked very quiet, sitting in a straight and straight position, as if she was a benchmark, and she couldn't tell any fault.

But it just feels different.

Jiang Yuyan picked up the delicate and dark eyebrows and walked over, "Miss?"

The boy stood in front of Ranbai. He was tall, slender, handsome and abstinent, and was slightly cynical.

The girl half-squinted her peach blossom eyes that were as hazy as looking at the flowers in the fog. Her eyes were shattered and her drunkenness was shallow. Looking at the boy in front of her, she seemed to see two shadows in a trance. She tilted her head and stared at Jiang Yuyan straight.

Such a shallow and quiet look is very similar to a newly born kitten.

Jiang Yuyan subconsciously felt palpitations and his heartbeat was half a beat.

Mo Yue was not used to looking up. The girl stretched out her slender white fingers and gently pulled a piece of the boy's sleeve, and pulled it down. The force was neither light nor heavy, but it seemed to fall on the tip of a person's heart.

Jiang Yuyan's tongue touched the upper palate, and he bent down with the force of Ranbai, half-kneeled in front of the girl, and met the drunken peach blossom eyes at close range.

The boy was puzzled: "How can I still get drunk..."

He looked sideways and glanced at the table, and his eyes finally stopped on the can of wine that had been pulled open by someone. The smell of wine was faintly filled with the air.

Jiang Yuyan: "..."

I got drunk just after drinking this little bit, but the young lady is not good.

The boy laughed softly, the evil and seductive ones were very flirtatious, and asked Ranbai: "Who am I?"

Ranbai tilted his head to look at him.

Jiang Yuyan also tilted his head and looked at Ranbai.

The two of them looked at each other for a long time, and their eyes were intertwined.

No one spoke.

"It seems that I am very drunk." Jiang Yuyan sighed softly and muttered to himself, only to think it is very cute. When a girl is drunk, she has a little less cold air than usual, and she has a childish contrast.

The boy bent his narrow and deep eyes, as if they were covered with stars, and he spoke softly and tempted in a low voice. The words and words seemed to be the sound of his heartbeat, magnetic and twitching: "Can you take you home?"

Ranbai stared at Jiang Yuyan for a long time.

No one knows what she is thinking.

Just when Jiang Yuyan was not satisfied with any hope of getting a response, the girl suddenly stretched out her hand and a syllable popped up coldly: "Hug."

The voice was a little bit drunk after being a little hoarse in the air, falling into Jiang Yuyan's ears and in his heart.

The boy's eyes became a little darker, as if he could not see the end as if the deep sea was deep. He paused and suddenly laughed, "I'll hug you."

When leaving this,

Everyone else smiled and said that Jiang Yuyan had become a good person.

Only Jiang Yuyan himself knows it.

He was from Liang, it was clearly the person Ranbai.

The road from here to home is not too close or too far.

In fact, he could drive the car and send the person back, but Jiang Yuyan always had some selfishness.

Ranbai's drunken look is really hard to see, and it is even rarer to take the initiative to hug him.

Jiang Yuyan just wanted to take this person step by step towards the way home.

The deep ink sky is vast and boundless, with stars surrounding the moon, scattered with stars, falling all night.

The cold wind whistled past and rolled up the cold broken snow, falling on the boy.

On that street that grows so long that there is no end and seems to have no end, it is late at night, and the cold and empty space. On both sides of the road, only the elderly and disrepaired old street lights emit dim light and fall on the ground, and the light paves into the distance.

The two shadows on the ground are slanted and overlapping, making the shadows look slim.

The slender and arrogant boy walked away in the cold, clear and gentle moonlight with the girl drunk on his back.

The girl's delicate jaw gently pressed against the boy's cold and hard shoulder line. With a slight movement, the peach-colored lips accidentally brushed the boy's neck, as if a light kiss was dropped. The breath passed through his ears, and the shallow breath wrapped around Jiang Yuyan's ears, which was burning with warmth.

The dyed white gently circled Jiang Yuyan with her hands, her slender fingers were still hooked on the boy's snow-colored collar, and occasionally touched the cold and delicate skin and the cold and hard and delicate collarbone.

She was drunk and completely treated the boy in front of her as her only support. She blew a little childishly in Jiang Yuyan's ear like a prank, and then smiled with curved eyebrows.

Jiang Yuyan's body was completely stiff and did not dare to move around for a moment. He was greedy for such affection and walked forward without saying a word.

Ranbai called his name softly, and was still drunk, but when he was chanting this name, his pronunciation was so clear that it was incredible, and he paused every word: "Jiang Yuyan."

"So you still remember me." The boy chuckled, his eyebrows brightly.

The rose fragrance on the girl's body carried a little drunkenness and lingering around the boy with the wind on that winter night. It was intoxicating but unaware of it, and continued to call: "Jiang Yuyan."

"Um."

"Jiang Yuyan."

“Here.”

"Jiang Yuyan."

"I am here."

Amid the endless repetition of the wild white and the boy's eternal impatient response, the two walked towards the distance in the moonlight.

The moonlight was bright and the wind was gentle that night.

The boy hugged the moon and his entire world.

But later...

I don’t know how long it took, Ranbai suddenly asked him: “How many times have you heard?”

"Fifty-one."

The boy's sound of falling down was low and quiet, clear and pleasant, as if the notes jumping on his fingertips were floating in the cold wind.

"Jiang Yuyan..." When Ranbai called out such a name clearly again.

The boy's pace suddenly stopped, then quickly put the girl down, turned around, and pressed the person against the street lamp next to him, covering his deep shimmering eyes. Ze Yanran's fascinated thin lips kissed the girl's lips heavily, and then the light fragrance fell, which was reassuring.

Among them, the fierce and aggressive possessiveness belongs to the young man's heartbeat, the heartbeat and the hot temperature. His voice is a little hazy between the entanglement of lips and teeth, low and hoarse, but still clear and gripping. Every word is as heavy as the whole world on such a winter night, which is enough to make people unforgettable.

"Jiang Yuyan likes Ju Bai, remember."

The distance between the two is so close.

Behind Ranbai was a cold street light, and in front of her was a boy covering her.
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