Risakova was amused by Zhuo Yang's stupid look and laughed again." Biqu Δ "This big boy is still so unexpectedly cute. She walked forward with a smile and leaned her forehead gently
On Zhuo Yang's shoulder. Zhuo Yang exhaled a long breath at this time. As the breathing relaxed, the tight PC muscles were also relieved, and the other half of the liquid still remaining in the lower abdomen gurgled out.
So, Rysakova couldn't help but laugh again. She playfully stretched out her hand to gently hold his pen, helping him finish the final strokes and signature of the painting. She held it tightly, and her palm was quite full.
Zhuoyang just stupidly let Ruisa play with his brush, and the Eastern European painting school and traditional Chinese painting techniques complemented each other.
Red sleeves add fragrance at night, and jade hands grind rough ink.
The light ink will always be exhausted, and the shallow pond will inevitably dry up. No matter how much water is stored in the belly, how much water can there be? After a few intermittent flows that were slightly weak, the painting was finally completed.
What's the last thing you do after peeing? Of course it's urinary tremors.
Zhuoyang couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement all over his body, and he shivered happily. This made Ruisa laugh again - it's so cute, my boy is so cute.
Rysakova smiled, but did not relax her hand. Instead, she skillfully shook the one-eyed wolf's hair to clean the dots and remaining ink on the brush, and then comforted this precious treasure of the study who had worked hard but was gradually becoming restless.
The hand picks the delicate jade into a pen, and picks out one hair among thousands of hairs.
Zhuo Yang was still stupid and at a loss, just looking at his girlfriend blankly.
Risakova, who had laughed enough, moved her lips forward, caressed Zhuo Yang's lips gently, then gently sucked his lower lip, sucking it softly, just like sucking her favorite blue.
Color Margaret.
"Zhuoyang, my boy, I miss you." Xiangruan murmured delicately, and she kissed his lips again.
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Up to this moment, everything was perfect. Zhuo Yang's cuteness made Risakova forgive him for his indifference, and Risa's playfulness once again awakened Zhuo Yang's strong love.
Just when he was about to fall for this tender kiss, just when he was about to respond with a fierce kiss.
"Why haven't you found me for so long? Don't you love me anymore?"
The passion and love that was about to burst out suddenly stopped exploding!
The vague accusation on Risakova's lips made Zhuo Yang instantly recall the scene he saw on that rainy night in his mind. The dirty and lustful scene made him feel slightly uncomfortable with Risakova's lips.
He slightly avoided her lips, the two soft and sexy pieces that he had chased so passionately and longingly.
"I was at the door of the dance building classroom on that rainy night." Zhuo Yang said for the first time the time that made him sad. "That rainy night, I was at the door of the dance building classroom." He recalled the unbearable scene again.
, Zhuo Yang's tone gradually turned cold.
"At the door of the classroom, I saw something."
After saying this, Zhuo Yang looked at Rysakova quietly. He hoped to get an explanation, even a false explanation. No matter what kind of explanation, Zhuo Yang could use it to convince himself. No matter what kind of explanation, Zhuo Yang would
If he is willing to accept it, Zhuoyang will choose to accept it as long as Raisa tells him personally.
At this time, what the young boy who is in love for the first time needs is just a step, and it doesn't even need to be how perfect the step is, as long as it is a step. He needs to use this step as an excuse to convince his pride.
Maybe, at this time, Raisa just needs to say "I'm sorry", or maybe, just say "I love you", everything will disappear. Maybe in the last hour of 2002, they will fall in love again, and they will love each other passionately.
A long, long time.
Maybe it's always just maybe, there are no assumptions in life, because time passes and never looks back, just like the 2oo2 years that are about to pass.
Although Rysakova had guessed the general reason, she was still very embarrassed when Zhuo Yang exposed it so suddenly. After all, it was not a glorious scene, especially when it was exposed in front of the man she loved and cherished. Rysakova was embarrassed.
The baby was a little panicked. This panic came very urgently, as if telling her that if the current predicament was not solved immediately, the little girl would lose her most beloved toy forever.
Seeing Zhuoyang looking at her calmly, Rysakova smiled angrily.
For a moment, she lost her composure and could only pretend to be relaxed and said: "It turns out that my little boy is jealous."
Then, she pretended to be naughty and tilted her head. "Risa, can you make it up to my little boy?"
After saying that, Rysakova knelt down and surrendered in front of Zhuo Yang. Her teeth gently opened her coral lips, and she kissed him shyly.
Zhuo Yang was stunned again. He looked stupidly at the fate between Resakova and his own round edge.
However, this is not what he wants now.
He just wants an explanation that is so simple that it can no longer be simple, and then he will reveal all his love for Raisa and clear up all the past grudges. Zhuo Yang is a person with a big heart and a big plan. Although there will still be a little unhappiness, but
As time goes by, that nastiness will be driven away by sincere love.
If Risakova can clearly tell Zhuo Yang at this moment, it is just her previous wrong entanglement. From now on, everything about her belongs to Zhuo Yang alone. If this is the case, maybe this couple who loves and kills each other will
On this night, in a romantic and warm place, I will spend a crazy and satisfying New Year's Eve.
Tomorrow is a new year, and they may fall in love for a long, long time from now on, until they reach heaven.
If so, Zhuoyang will use this night to teach Raisa a lesson in the way they have longed for, venting the dissatisfaction and wildness in his heart. Again and again, again and again.
Although the technical and tactical levels and experience are very different, it is not certain who teaches whom.
However, there are no assumptions in love, just like there is no going back in time.
Rysakova's panic and poor performance at this moment disappointed Zhuoyang. He thought this was because she was evading his questions, or even disdainful to answer.
Seeing Risakova's golden hair floating slightly as her head shook, the scene from that night appeared in Zhuo Yang's eyes. This situation was so similar.
A sense of humiliation arises spontaneously!
——You actually use the way to please other men to deal with me?!
The artistic conception coming from the tip of the pen could not withstand the shame and anger in his heart, Zhuo Yang suddenly pushed Rysakova forward.
"Go away, you old woman!!"
Resakova was caught off guard and fell into the snow. Zhuoyang's brutal actions and vicious words immediately made her angry. Resakova, who was as proud as a summer flower, could not accept Zhuoyang's treatment of her like this. The big boy who was once suddenly became
Rude and vulgar, the elegance and cuteness she was obsessed with disappeared without a trace.
Getting up in embarrassment, Rysakova's self-esteem was shattered, and she could no longer pretend to be calm and calm.
Ignoring the snow dregs covering her body, Rysakova stared at Zhuoyang hatefully, gritting her teeth in shame.
"Go to hell, bastard!!"
Chapter completed!