Miss neighbor gl

An Wei held her breath, and put her light-white slender fingers on the jeans, her fingertips trembling slightly, and slowly unzipped the zipper.

The first step to create the world was taken, and An Wei continued to work hard, and the jeans piled up to the ankles in a trance.

Not daring to look at Ning Shuang, she bent down and bent her knees. After taking off her jeans, a pair of pink and slender thighs were exposed, and the hem of her white shirt drooped to cover the looming purple corners.

She bowed her head, her body tensed and her chest secretly raised.

With slender hands, he pretends to unbutton his clothes naturally, trying his best to show the beauty of his posture, trying to create an aesthetic texture like a movie lens.

"Oh, I should have taken a shower first when I entered the door. Miss Shuang, you didn't dislike me." An Wei didn't look at Ning Shuang, her hands were moving, her face was burning red, and she smiled awkwardly. Reason that can undress in living.

Ning Shuang couldn't believe it, her naturally charming peach blossom eyes suddenly turned into almond eyes, blinking and blinking again.The aggressive folded arms were weakened by the cute eyes and lost all momentum.

When she heard An Wei's cheeky words, she "chi chi" laughed, and was amused by this dead child.

An Wei paused, and looked up, Ning Shuang looked half smile, half angry, half angry.

This is because the eyebrows that want to get angry can't suppress the smile in the eyes. No matter how dignified the parents are, they always pamper and pamper the children who cause trouble.

An Wei couldn't help curling up the corners of her mouth, feeling discouraged, how could anyone take it off.

"Ah~! Ah~! Ah~! Ah!..." An Wei lay on her back in the bathtub, splashing the water, and shouted in embarrassment. At midnight, considering the impact, she desperately lowered her voice.

This feels awful as hell.

When An Wei stopped acting obediently and came to the bathroom obediently, the refreshing and comfortable solitary environment brought back her sanity, and she realized what she had done!

How could he do such shameless things in front of Miss Xiao Shuang, and still be so utterly lacking in skill and beauty!

She patrolled her body narcissistically, although it was still quite eye-catching, but no matter how delicious ice cream was stuffed directly into the stomach without passing through the taste buds, how could Miss Shuang feel it? !

An Wei cried because of her stupidity.

Unexpectedly, she plunged into the water all at once, her lung capacity was not good, and she broke out of the water in less than a minute, exhaling heavily.

Her stomach, which had been neglected by her all this time, protested, and a overwhelming feeling of vomiting rushed into her throat.

She covered her mouth, stumbled and ran to the toilet...

"Dong dong dong", there was a rapid knock on the door, it was Ning Shuang who heard the strange noise and came out of the bathroom.

"Xiaowei! Xiaowei! What's wrong with you?" She called anxiously.

"I'm fine, Miss Shuang." An Wei was depressed, obviously there wasn't much in her stomach to squander, but she couldn't stop vomiting.

Ning Shuang was worried, so she pushed the door open and walked in, "What's wrong?"

An Wei turned her head in horror, folded her hands on her chest, widened her eyes in shock and whispered: "Miss Shuang?!"

Ning Shuang lightly annoyed: "Who was that person in the living room just now? I'm worried, of course I have to come in and take a look."

An Wei shook her head, "That's different."

Ning Shuang ignored her, she went to An Wei and knelt down, gently wiping the tears from the corners of her reddened eyes with her fingertips.

"I'm going to get a glass of honey water, are you drinking on an empty stomach?" Ning Shuang looked at the toilet.

An Wei nodded, her eyes were hot, it felt so good to be cared by Miss Shuang.

She knew how much Ning Shuang loved Jie, and no one else could treat her so tenderly.

After An Wei drank the honey water and pear juice, she felt relieved a lot.

She returned to the bathtub, resting her arms on the edge of the bathtub and staring at Ning Shuang who was cleaning the floor.

How can it be so beautiful, so elegant.

Ning Shuang gave her a white look, took off her gloves, and brushed the hair scattered around her ears.

An Wei was electrocuted again.

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The hair dryer was humming, which was particularly disturbing in the quiet midnight, and An Wei was blowing her wet hair down and down.

She looked dazed, staring at the bookshelf by the wall in a daze.

There are not many books on it, and several glazed covers of different sizes are placed on each floor.

Under the spotless cover is the joy and sorrow of a little girl.

And these were carefully treasured by the people she cared about the most.

She has lingering eyes, plasticine irises, conch whistles, star wishing bottles, moon crystal balls, handmade clay bowls, guitar music boxes...

The first time she made plasticine, the teacher taught the children to imagine as they wished. Little An Wei missed her mother. No one explained it to her. She was precocious and understood the meaning of death.

A childish purple iris flower, I wish my mother peace in heaven.

Seeing the sea for the first time, it was not as magnificent as imagined. Xiao Anwei picked up two scenic conch shells, which were the PHS whistles of her and Xiao Shuangjie.

It was the first time to fold little stars, and An Wei had a very special wish that she wanted to realize. Each star was entrusted with her heart and packed in a bottle, hoping that she would know.

When seeing the crystal ball for the first time, Ning Shuangqing's beautiful face appeared in An Wei's mind.

When the silver light sprinkles the forests and mountains, the goddess of the moon wearing a wreath on her forehead and a crescent moon embedded in her eyebrows flashes in a golden long-horned deer chariot. She has a pure white waist dress and long hair hanging down to her waist. Holding a bow and arrow, shining a holy and magnificent light, accompanied by beasts and fairy servants, playing and wandering in the forest, spring stream, and mountains...

There are many moments in a dust, and the small rotating moon seems to condense the vastness of the universe, with bits and pieces of silver light, deep and beautiful.

Tears welled up in her eyelashes, she covered her eyes, and laughed dumbly.

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