Chapter 1916 Beautiful Neighbors Love to Turn over the Window (Fifty-Four)

Chapter 1914 Beautiful neighbors love to turn over windows (54)

Ranbai raised his eyes subconsciously, and his line of sight hit the snow-clothed boy standing on the balcony.

Dyeing white: "..."

balcony? ?

Ranbai walked over with an expressionless face, opened the balcony door, and glanced out: "How did you get here?"

The young man let out a breath of cold air and rolled his cold eyes: "Climbing through the window."

Dyeing white: "..."

If you don't leave a good door, do you turn over the window? !

What do you think?

Really depend on it.

As if seeing the girl's thoughts, Gu Ciyan's soft lips curved slightly, bullied him up, hugged the girl's waist, the fragrance swept across her ears, and the warm breath sprayed beside her ears, The voice was light and soft: "I want to surprise you."

Dyeing white: indifferent face.jpg

"Did you go to Chen Tian's house?" The boy leaned sideways by the table, looked at her, asked in a low voice, with a calm tone.

Dianbai sat lazily on the chair, nodded slightly, and hummed.

The tall and handsome boy was wearing a snow-white shirt, buttoned to the top, strictly covering the porcelain-white collarbone, and the meticulous pure black tie intertwined to form a different kind of cold abstinence.

He narrowed his eyes slowly, the color of his eyes was like a clear pool under the moonlight, and he lowered his eyes flatly: "What did you say?"

Ranbai suddenly wanted to laugh, "Are you jealous?"

The young man looked at her expressionlessly, his dark eyes deep.

"Hey, do you eat Chen Tian's vinegar? Can you be more advanced?" Ranbai smiled, "I have nothing to do with him."

The young heir curled the corners of his blushing lips in a good mood, his voice was low, as clear as ice and snow: "I know."

Ranbai glanced at him,

This person seems to be strict and calm by nature, even when he is jealous and shy, his face is expressionless, like the ice and snow, clean and indifferent.

Dye Bai snorted softly,

She has no hobbies, but this cold and snowy feeling makes her a little bit wanting to destroy.

The girl's eyes gradually darkened, almost overflowing with black mist. She laughed lightly, grabbing the boy's tie without warning, forcing the slender boy to bend forward slightly.

The distance between the two suddenly narrowed.

The slender boy was forced to support the sides of the chair with his hands, his long eyelashes drooping,

His eyes were like ice and snow, and he looked at her calmly.

The corners of the dyed white lips hooked into a smile, and the temperament was evil.

She pulled his tie with one hand, her white fingers and black tie showing a different kind of abstinence.

The boy's pure black tie was a little off, and the collar was slightly crooked, revealing half of his china-white collarbone.

Ranbai tutted, she raised her eyes, bit the boy's fair jaw lightly, moved it up slowly, and kissed it.

Gu Ciyan's expression paused, his white fingers clenched the handle of the chair slightly, the beautiful and bewitching Adam's apple rolled slightly under the snow-white collar, and the color of his eyes was like the moon in the ink pool, unfathomable.

The crisp and clean cedar fragrance is intertwined, and the breath is gentle and obsessed.

The cold moonlight faintly sprinkled on the room, leaving a faint silver light behind.

The snow-clothed boy supported both sides of the chair with his hands, kneeling on one knee and half on the ground, his black-colored hair was messed up on his forehead, his beautifully curved white jaw was slightly raised, his long eyelashes were dark and dark, and he kissed the girl on the chair reverently. The contours of the face are gentle and perfect in the faint moonlight.

Dyeing Bai seemed to be able to see the ups and downs of the flames in the depths of the boy's black eyes. She gave a low laugh, and the corners of her pale lips brushed against the boy's long eyelashes.

a long time,

Gu Ciyan's breathing was slightly rapid, and the calm in the bottom of his eyes was disturbed by the darkness. He buried his head in the girl's neck, his face expressionless and gentle.

"Mr. Gu." The girl called out with a low smile, and the three words were dyed white and said in an unhurried tone, and it seemed to carry a different kind of sway.

"Yeah. I'm here." The boy in white knelt down on one knee, raised his eyes, his voice was calm and hoarse, and he carried a unique sense of youthful youth.

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