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MTL - If You Don’t Fall In Love, You’ll Die-Chapter 36
Just finished this sentence, the night is awkward and not twisted, this ... Is he acting too urgent?
I just want to express my heart!
The nightingale wants to say: booking means to book the ticket first, and after three days, one month later, one month later, you must also book the ticket in advance. But when he talked to his mouth, he didn't dare to say it. In case he had a ticket for a month, he would do it!
Ren Jingshi was really sweetened by him: "I want to go back to China now?"
The night looked at him with a stunned look. He didn't have a good voice, but the discerning person looked at it: think about it, the important thing must be repeated 30,000 times!
Ren Jing’s mouth was completely unable to hold back. He said, “Don’t you go to Aix?”
Yes, they have to go to the south of the F country and go to Provence to see lavender.
Such a wave... um... it’s a fun thing, it’s a pity to miss it.
The nightingale began to entangle.
Ren Jingdao: "Go to Aix first, go back to China three days later?"
Three days... The nightingale is still very worried. The nightingale is a thorn on his apex. If he doesn't pull out his surface, he can't feel comfortable.
Failed twice, who knows if he will jump over the wall?
The power of the nightingale can dominate the F country. It is hard to say what else he can do.
There are so many long night dreams, no more time can be lost!
The nightingale said seriously: "Let's go back to China."
Ren Jing snorted: "No hurry."
The nightingale knew that he had misunderstood, but he misunderstood it, but he had no image at all.
Although I thought about it, the nightingale was still red on the cheek. He said, "I want to go back to China."
He looked at him like this, not to mention returning to the country, to ask the stars to estimate the moon without hesitation.
Ren Jing said: "Go in the afternoon?"
The nightingale nodded and said: "Yeah!"
Ren Jing said: "I let Asen book the ticket."
Night shout: "Good!"
Ren Jing was stunned by his heart. In this position, it was too easy for the relatives to kiss. He kissed him.
The night screams are trembled.
Ren Jing didn't think about it, but he looked like this...
Xiao Liu blinked and his face was red: God, my wife, come and save me, I am going to bend!
When the two separated, the night gasp gasped, he was so shy that he exploded, but still refused to leave Renjing, this looks simply... If sent to the assistant group, it is estimated that "big baby is eating more cute. "Will you grow up?"
When eating, the nightingale sat next to the scene, next to each other, and the legs were always touched together.
Xiao Liu couldn't see, but Ren Jing kept smiling all the time, obviously it was very happy.
The nightingale was quite fortunate. He went to the dead and said: "Fortunately, there is no need to have skin attached to the requirements of physical contact." To be true, he really couldn't make it for nine hours!
Can't always hold hands? Take nine hours, that is... even if it is Renjing, I think he has a cat cake!
Going to death and hearing this is awkward: Hey! I forgot this! Feeling a loss of one hundred million!
The nightingale was very embarrassed to say hello: "You said that I and Renjing have developed too fast..."
Intellectally, they seem to be familiar with it for less than half a month, and it is reasonable to say that it is the stage of mutual temptation.
As a result... He and Renjing skipped countless steps, and they could see each other for the next moment!
Going to death and turning a blind eye: "Fast fart." It was a home run on the first day of the game. As a result, it was only half a month and it was just a kiss! His many serious tasks can't be unlocked!
The nightingale spit him: "You are also a love system? Know a fart."
To death: "What is love? It’s not the right thing to do. It’s the last word."
"What are you talking about?"
To death, he said: "With human harmony."
Nightingale: "..." This old driver!
Although the topic was embarrassing, but the nightingale still remembered the right way, he tried to ask: "Is Renjing already like me?"
Go to the death system: "Ask him not to do it?"
The nightingale said: "Which... what awkward." Besides, he has a performance that is worth a hundred.
Go to death and tease him: "Or, I will post a question for you to ask?"
The nightingale immediately caught his little nephew: "So this task is freely released by you?"
Go and die, haha: "I am joking, you also believe."
The nightingale continued to reveal him short: "You last counted my remaining points."
The system of death is still strong: "I don't count well?"
The night said: "You also mean to say that you are the system..."
To death: "Who said that the system can not be arithmetic is not good? My computing module is written by the physical education teacher, can't you?"
"Traveling." The nightingale raised his hand and surrendered. "People are invincible, you win."
Going to the heart of the system, I am not cheap, this system is very expensive!
After eating, Xiao Liu pushed the table away, Ren Jing’s cell phone rang, and Yang Sen’s phone call said that the ticket was booked, at two in the afternoon.
The nightingale was relieved and my heart was more and more practical.
He was afraid that Ren Jing would run, and he quickly took his hand and looked at him.
The nightingale pretends that he has not held his hand. He said "naturally": "Yangsen is really efficient."
Ren Jingying said: "It is also good luck, just someone has refunded the ticket."
The nightingale said: "Is it all with you?"
Ren Jing said: "Yeah."
The nightingale said: "It's very good."
The two chatted for a while, and Ren Jing’s line of sight fell. He looked at the hands that the two held together. His mouth was raised and his voice was particularly gentle: "Let’s go clean up?"
Suddenly going back to China, there is much more to pack than to go to Ax.
After all, the original itinerary was to return to Paris after reading lavender and returning from Paris.
It’s only an hour before the nightingale is let go, and there are two-thirds of the first life, so don’t let go!
He said: "Let others clean up?"
Ren Jing said: "They won't enter my bedroom."
The nightingale is anxious, this can be done!
This habit he also understands that everyone has their own privacy, especially like Renjing, even if there is a bunch of assistants behind, but their privacy is still not allowed to go.
But... don’t want to let go.
Ren Jing thought about it: "If you want to go with me, I will clean up."
"Oh...", the nightingale stayed: "Is it right?"
Ren Jing held him backhand: "Appropriate."
To die: "Oh, this is inviting you, time is too late, one hour is enough to hit a shot."
Nightingale: "...rolling and rolling!"
Going to death and rolling over, rolling quite suede.
If it was the previous nightingale, it would probably be a choice to give up this life point, but now... He really realized the importance of life points, and he was not willing to waste even half of it.
Compared with life, what is your face? Especially in Renjing, he always felt that everything was fine and he was not cured.
The two men went hand in hand from the room next door. In fact, the hotel suite is the same, the outside is the living room, there is a study on the left side of the private gym, and then the bedroom is in the same, the layout of the bedroom is exactly the same, no difference
But from the time I entered this suite, the nightingale began to be tense.
Probably the smell of the air is different.
Next door is the night card, here is the Renjing card... What the hell!
Reverse, anyway, it is different! Especially different!
Ren Jing led him into the bedroom, which made him excited to die. He had a sense of excitement about holding his grandson (fog).
The nightingale "dead skin" came in. In fact, he didn't dare to look at anything. He was like a little wife. In addition to his death, he refused to let go of Ren Jing's hand. The other thing was that the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.
Ren Jing is actually reluctant to let go of him.
The picture was still in his head, because it was so terrible that it took so long to ease.
The nightingale did not leave, but he was relieved. He actually wanted to do nothing more, and he held him like this.
Maybe the nightingale is aware of his uneasiness? So why have you stayed with him like this?
Ren Yingdi was sweetened by his own brain.
It’s good that I can meet the nightingale in this life, and he is the luckiest thing.
Fortunately, the things in the nightingale are all under the authority of Liu Da, he does not have to clean up himself, or else he has to hold hands again.
Because the flight is two o'clock in the afternoon, they have a tight time and should be rushing to the airport now.
Needless to say on the road, the two people in the car are next to each other, and the task is perfect.
When they arrived at the airport, they went to the lounge. Because it was a box, it was also unscrupulous.
It’s been more than an hour before boarding, and the nightingale wants to take a life, so he proposes: “Are you sleepy?”
Renjing didn't have the habit of taking a nap, but he saw the nightingale yawning: "Want to sleep?"
Night shout: "Well."
Ren Jing said: "Put the chair flat, you can lie down."
The nightingale asked him again: "Don't you sleep?"
Ren Jingdao thought about it: "I will accompany you."
The nightingale is what he said, and he immediately said: "Okay."
After the sofa was flattened, it was a narrow double bed. Anyone lying down and legs were outside, but the nightingale was just right.
In fact, the two people are very crowded, but the nightingale is afraid that they are not crowded enough, so they can squeeze together to get 100% physical contact.
Ren Jing did not lie down, he leaned there, and turned the magazine over.
The nightingale was close to it, and it was really sleepy.
Ren Jing’s voice is very light: “Sleep, I will call you later.”
The nightingale stumbled and said: "I can't go if I fall asleep."
Ren Jing bent his mouth and said: "I won't go."
The nightingale shouted again: "Must be sure to go... know?" The sound is getting smaller as the back.
Ren Jing patted him and said: "Sleep."
Feeling the heat of his palm, the nightingale was very solid. He seemed to be afraid of anything, not afraid of the nightingale, and no longer afraid of the distorted humanity.