"chi flat irons, really you?" He raised lips, Shen smile soft water, as if Xuanbing the bucket snow Samuume Baizhang cliff, Qing extremely, extremely cold, he goes pale, almost transparent face , bursting out with the heartbreaking beauty."chi, I, my the" chi voice trembling difficult together into sentences, he put forth his hand, want to touch on his snow-like Qingji haggard face, is going to touch on the time, but abruptly to receive a hand back did not dare to touch.
Because the sun shine, chi pale, almost transparent face too unreal and too ethereal, like swaying in the other side of the lilies, to trance her mind, her resettlement natural fear in the heart, did not dare to touch afraid of their own a careless, chi will be an instant wind generally dispersed, no longer finding not seen.
Heart child, I "HUANGFU chi flat iron was about to say something, dry itchy throat abruptly filled with a burst of pain immediately repressed could not cough up.This emaciated body of a cough, as if the last fallen leaves in the autumn wind, good slim, good faint, always seem to be blown away, and then the next season.
