Reading The Remnants

Ayin opened her mouth, hiding her eyelashes as if she was pinched, and said nothing after all.

She involuntarily passed the first half of her life in her mind, from the helplessness when she was pinched by the chin in the wood house, to the fear of the first visit to the grave, to the long loneliness and emptiness after the first time fighting with others, The objects that tortured her were now easily separated. There was a high mountain in her pitted life, with Arrow on one end and suffering on the other.

She really hoped that she could be more innocent, so that she could be steadfastly loved by Arrow's voice.

She lowered her head, her little pointed face was no longer arrogant or arrogant, and she pressed her lips and twitched her nose twice, twisting the strands of hair that she didn't know when she held it.

She was a little sad. She felt that she had grown a heart that was not very healthy. When Arrow was about to leave, he went forward bravely. When Arrow came back, he twisted again.

Ayin plucked up the courage to look at Ah Luo, she knew it would take a long time to heal it, but she was willing to work hard.

A Luo held up her fingertips, twisted her fingertips like Ayin's hair, and asked her, "Don't you want to admit your mistakes?"

Some people's words are wind, and the frost will be melted in three or two blows.

So Ah Yin raised his head and nodded.

Arrow smiled, turned his head and asked, "What do you admit?"

As she said, she stroked the skirt with the back of her hand, as if she really wanted to hear her apologize.

Ayin looked at her and said, "I should be more honest with you. I don't want to say no to what I want, and I don't say bad if I feel good."

Without the demon's pretentiousness in her ending, she was sore and choked by the wind and cold, Arrow clenched her fingers unconsciously, and put her thumb on the raised knuckles, looking at her earnestly and intently.

Ayin lowered her eyes and voice, and finally said: "If you meet someone who is unwilling, you won't make her feel sad anymore."

Before he could finish his words, A Luo cheated before him, his face pressed against her lips.

She shouldn't have kissed her at this time, but she thought that she should have such a sense of ritual to be able to solemnly swallow Ah Yin's promise and put it in her body peacefully.

She kissed more lingeringly than ever before, only because the slightly hesitant "unwilling person" hit her completely, making her eyes sore and unsustainable warmth.

Arrow closed his eyes, and his mind was full of the messy-haired girl in front of him. Her nose was red, her lower lip was bitten, her eyelashes were rubbed apart, and she was embarrassed by the corners of her eyes. She remembered seeing Fu Wuyin the first time she choked, rubbing her eyes and looking at her with teardrops.

She was just a chance glimpse, and it was just a chance glimpse.

Arrow stretched out his hand and gently supported Ah Yin's delicate and stubborn neck.

The afternoon sun squeezed in, and when I arrived at the couch, I was a little bit shy. The two ended a long and beautiful kiss, lying on the bed, listening to the letter sent by the youngest member of Alonian Tu. The letter was written by a gentleman on the street. It started with a literate phrase "Zhan Xin Jia". Later I thought that the gentleman was trying to make things difficult in Tu's youngest voice and he didn't say a word in his tone. Descending down.

The vulgar words came out of the soft girl's voice, and they sounded a lot, but Ah Yin didn't bother to listen to Tu's youngest babble. After kissing A Luo, she started to split up for no reason, and her tongue was a word. "I just drank the medicine, whether it is bitter or not."

She was so embarrassed in Aro's dazedness, she touched her earrings and turned around and took out the letter by the bed, asking Aro to read it to her.

Arrow understood, and squeezed a slight smile on the edge of the letter paper.

At the end of a letter, A Luo was about to raise his eyes, but Ah Yin pulled the letter paper in his hand. Between them, A Luo saw A Yin Wei hooked the beautiful neck in the translucent letter paper. She said: "Let's do it this way."

Her charming outline was full of charm in the words of Zhongzheng, and even her breathing was tickling. Arrow's hand holding the paper paused, and then softly responded, "Yes."

Ayin stretched out his hand and pulled the strand of Aro's hair hanging between his pillow, scratching and scratching it in his palm, and said: "If you don't want to get it right, you can tell me."

Arrow put the letter down, put it aside, put his palm on Ah Yin's cheek, and stroked it lightly. She originally wanted to say no, but she thought to say "OK".

Only then did Ah Yin feel relieved, and lay in her arms as easily as before, lying on the unique cold fragrance, and the corners of her mouth faintly curled up again.

Arrow circled her and asked in a low voice, "You haven't told me yet, how do you want to understand?"

A Yin regained some energy, and the index finger hooked the hair between A Luo's neck, and the answer was loose: "I thought we weren't all the same. Only in the past few days I found out that I also have special skills."

Arrow knew that she had started to babble again, and did not expose her, just asked: "What is the skill?"

Ayin's eyes curled and dangled and said: "Help you to ask the immortal, divination and prediction."

A Luo frowned and listened to Ayin with a low smile: "I taught a little nineteen'beautiful as a flower' trick before, and she stopped her growth for one day and one year, and then I taught her imperial time skills. It's so good to have a good face, and it has a function."

She raised an eyebrow and said to Arrow: "You said, is it capable?"

Arrow did not answer, only a silk flower-like warmth bloomed on his lips, and said to her: "Then you have one more, now it is."

"Now," Ayin bit her lower lip, and Aro's soft smile was in the corner of her eyes. She blinked and said softly: "There are about two girls who can grow old."

Arrow froze, lowered his eyes, and looked at her quietly.

Ah Yin’s breathing rose and fell, and she felt an unprecedented insignificance in Arrow’s eyes. She turned out to be just an ordinary person, without a body of steel, or three heads and six arms. She spent a lot of time in Stumbled in the world, and then found something that could be called eternal.

She was angrily afraid of the five coins, wondering whether her life's hardship was due to three days of crying in Taishan Mansion.

Now she thought, the three days in Taishan Mansion had brought in the unevenness of the first half of her life, but also the girl in her heart, so she didn't feel that it was a loss.

Arrow came back to his senses, and stopped talking.

Ayin opened her mouth one step ahead of her: "I know you can't whiten your head, but you will be blindfolded in the book. If I am old, you will change and coax me, will you succeed?"

A Luo Anning smiled and nodded: "I'm going to learn."

Listening to her, I can't use ghosts to hit walls, and I can't even blindfold them, and I don't know what has been cultivated over the past thousand or eight hundred years. Ainu's mouth slandered twice in his heart, but before he could express his doubts, he disappeared in Arrow's movements.

Her soft and cool fingertips hooked Ah Yin's ears to the back, rubbed the glutinous rice-like earlobes, and then snaked down. The enclosure generally slid down from her neck and stopped below her collarbone.

She felt a long miss in Arrow's ups and downs, not too strong, but as if suppressed, she felt rebellious.

So Ah Yin stretched out his hand and guided Ah Luo's hand to cover the softness that should go, watching her gently move her shoulders, soft and hard armor, scratching A Luo's palm.

The longing spear turned into a circle on the soft shield drawn by the lifeline, causing Arrow's closed lips to spread unconsciously, as if to cut the rope that bound her restraint.

What was more ambiguous than Ah Yin's actions was her words. She lowered her eyes and said: "My illness is not a bluff, and I am not very serious."

"If you can sweat, it will probably be better."

Her suggestion was obvious enough. Arrow closed his beautiful phoenix eyes and withdrew his hand. Before Ah Yin's expression of loss was spread over her cheeks, her index finger touched her lower lip, pressing slightly harder to extrude the beauty. The dripping color, then she lifted her chin, and put her fingertips into her fragrant lips.

In an instant, he was wrapped in warm heat, and the tip of his tongue swept over it gently.

A Luo's face was clearly covered with pink, and his breathing was no longer as steady as before. A Yin was about to move, but saw her pumping her hand, pressing the back of her hand with a light cough, and said softly: "Today, no."