Chapter 119: Dream Ferris Wheel: I want you to feel bad
Nangong Yi raised the corner of his mouth, and a self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His glazed eyes were even more radiant, but they carried a disappointment and sadness that went deep into his bones.
The pain in You'er's heart clearly came out, and he held his hand tightly. Nangongtian, Nangongtian, they all say that tiger poison cannot eat its seeds, but he can even do such a thing. Sure enough,
A beast is a beast.
"Why tell me."
You'er's voice was hoarse, but she tried hard to push back the tears that were about to well up in her eyes. She knew that Bingshan's life was difficult. She couldn't understand the feeling of being abandoned and rejected by the people closest to her, but just a little bit,
She had the urge to tear Nangong Tianna to pieces.
"Because I want you to feel distressed, so distressed that you don't have the strength to hate me."
Nangong Yi's deep laughter rang in her ears. Her poppy-like thin lips were right in front of You Erde's eyes. Her hot breath made her eyelids itch, and she kept blinking.
"Bingshan, I don't hate you, I never have."
You'er didn't dare to raise her head. She knew that if she raised her head, she would meet the enchanting red lips in front of her.
The Ferris wheel has reached the top. As long as you look up, you can see the stars in the sky. They are so close that you can reach out and pick them.
Nangong Yi glanced at the top of the warehouse from the corner of his eye, and a conspiratorial smile appeared on his lips. He had already reached the top, and now was the best time.
Unexpectedly, he grabbed your right son's delicate chin, and the next second, his lips accurately pressed against it.
You'er was forced to raise his head and saw the handsome face of someone who was succeeding in his conspiracy. He closed his eyes very wisely. This environment and atmosphere seemed to be very suitable for sinking.
The burning lips, with a passion that burned everything, were no longer satisfied with the brief taste just now. I don't know who pried whose teeth first, and who bit whose lip first. The confused breath filled the entire cabin.
After a long time, Nangong also let go of her with satisfaction, like a satiated cat, lazily sticking out his tongue, gently licking his lips that had been moistened for a long time, it was incredibly sexy.
You'er breathed heavily, it was unfair, so unfair, why did he feel nothing after kissing her every time, but she was panting every time.
"Legend has it that every grid of the Ferris wheel is filled with happiness. People who look at the Ferris wheel are actually looking at happiness."