127 Haifeng Heartbeat

Looking, my heart is beating, for whom, for the woman in front of me, is every woman like this? As long as I wear this dress, it's not like this. My heart is not my own, as if I can fly, but this woman has a master, not my own.

If that man was not Shen Wenxuan, he would have taken it away by himself, but not as he thought.

"What's wrong with you? Isn't it good-looking, or are you thinking about something?" Leng Xueqing asked.

When I heard this. Nothing. You are really beautiful. No wonder Shen Wenxuan said that you are good or good, and he won't let you go. He is really good at watching people. Yes! At the beginning, I can figure out what I said. Leng Xueqing is really beautiful, really beautiful.

"Is it?" Maybe, but what did this beauty get in exchange? It was hatred and even more heartache. So since Tianyufeng woke up, he didn't wear makeup. He just wanted to do this. But today he asked him to give... She was beautiful. He knew it in the past, but even in the United States, there would also feel heartache, all caused by a man. Come here.

"Den't you finish reading it?" Asked, Leng Xueqing knew that as long as every man saw MM, his eyes would shine, and he would be more... That's right. In addition, it was strange that her eyes were right, but she believed that Haifeng would not want him, let alone do it like Tian Yufeng.

Men are different, and women will also have differences, so they believe in Haifeng very much, but they have to be careful if they believe it. If I don't draw, I will change it." I don't want to dress like this. If someone comes, it's not good. I will think of a person in my mind, that is, Shen Wenxuan. This man comes and leaves like a ghost. It seems that sometimes he has never known him, but he really knows him and wants to marry himself.

"Painting! Why don't you draw? After painting, put it here. As I thought at the beginning, this is a beautiful woman who can make herself draw really well.

"Draw well. If it's not good, I won't like it." Reminding Haifeng, Haifeng took a look at each other as soon as he heard it.

Who is he? How can he draw well? Otherwise, he would not have bought her this dress. Although he wanted to touch everything, he would not do that.

I found that Shen Wenxuan's man is good and will fall in love with her. Really, why can't I find a woman I like? If this woman hadn't found Shen Wenxuan, she would have been there long ago. What kind of painting would she draw here? What is a woman? What is a man? A man is with a woman without sending It's impossible for Haifeng to do something. In foreign countries, it's like this every day, but it can't be done here.

Isn't it not good for the people you invited? If Shen Wenxuan know that he is really dead.

For a woman, it's not good to turn against her friends. In addition, they just want to, but some people don't agree.

Looking at Leng Xueqing, my heart will fly out. Why is this woman so beautiful? Her eyes blinked. Although she has something on her mind, why can she feel the smell of death? What's wrong? This is this the first time? Why is it like this?

"Are you all right?" Bingqing asked, "Isn't this dress very good? Let's change it back to the original one, so that people think you are okay with me." To put it bluntly, Leng Xueqing was afraid that Shen Wenxuan would see it, which she didn't want, and she was also afraid that he would misunderstand. She was also afraid that something would happen to these two people for herself, let alone become friends. It was something Leng Xueqing didn't want to see.

"No. You think too much, do you want to..." I don't know what to say. I held the brush in my hand, but I didn't mean to draw. I just looked at the other quietly, my heart beat and flew around.

The lower body also jumped, as if to enter Leng Xueqing's body, and became one with her. Leng Xueqing looked at Hai Feng.

"This man won't scream, will he?" Looking at the face, the body, the hand is shaking, the mouth, everything that shines more, and his body. I don't know what's wrong. I will ask for myself at any time. Is it because of the clothes, but it's not like it.

Look around, there is only one woman and this man here. There will be no one else. In case something happens, Leng Xueqing doesn't want to.

"Why don't you draw it? I'll change it and come down." He was about to go up to the second floor. As soon as Haifeng heard it, he took Leng Xueqing's hand. It's okay. Let me draw you well. You are so beautiful. If you don't draw, it's a pity. You don't have this feeling. As soon as Haifeng finished speaking, he put his hand on Leng Xueqing's face. It was so beautiful. His face, his figure, and everything were not his own. It was someone else's. What's wrong? What was he thinking about?

scolding herself also hates herself. In addition, Leng Xueqing loves a man and does not love herself. When she doesn't see the same, she closes her eyes and doesn't think about it anymore. The more she is like this, the more afraid she will fall in love with her, so she comes outside, finds water and puts her face in it.

"It must be crazy." That's right! If you are like this, any man will beat faster. With a smile, you can also see what kind of person Haifeng is. Will he do it to himself? Otherwise, if he can work here, he will not feel at ease.

"Are you all right? Are you not feeling well?" Really, but I'm happy in my heart. I haven't touched anything else except my lips, no! And your own face, it's okay, just this point, just don't overd it, let's see what this man will do next.

Haifeng raised his head and shook his black hair. "No! Even if it doesn't work, you have to draw it." After saying that, I won't mess around." You are a painter. You have seen a lot. Don't think about it. Do you hear me? Really, he scolded himself and slapped himself.

Leng Xueqing in it is all in her eyes. I don't know what to say. Maybe it's her fault. Otherwise, what's wrong with him? What is a man? I really dare not think too much about it.

But this is also a kind of person who knows what Haifeng is like. I believe that he is very good and believes that he has read it wrong, and that Shen Wenxuan has read it wrong.

I don't know what happened to Shen Wenxuan. Did he miss me or work? So he called. The voice was very loud and had a deliberate meaning. He wanted Haifeng to know who he was and who he was calling.