++Xu Wei opened his lips again, his eyes filled with confusion
The concealed love ripples around the girl's figure
"The flower language of white roses is:
: "I am good enough for you
Match, love should be a game of even competition,
"I love you, my white rose Lan" Jiang Lan's ears
Turning red, the answer has been given. "I love you too,
"Wei" Jiang Lan stood up on her tiptoes and kissed Xu Wei on the corner of her lips.
Some water.
++The hot breath hit their faces, lingering and sweet
Kiss, intertwining of tongues,
Purpose: Essay