Chapter 605: 605
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Hua Monica shakes a glass of red wine in her hand, strolls through the porch of the dining room, steps out of the living room, and walks to the two landing doors. With a crash, the two landing glass doors are separated from each other. The wind blew her meticulous hair, and her mouth was in a relaxed and lazy arc.
Andy always seemed to keep his eyes on her back, holding the glass, reaching for the third bottle of red wine on the table. He walked past with a smile on his lips.
Maybe it's his illusion. He feels that he doesn't need to take out those photos. As long as he can move the Italian goddess, he may kiss her tonight. He really can't tell if it's an illusion. But he is willing to try, take advantage of people's danger and attract each other. The level of devotion and experience of Frank meeting is different from the other.
She stood there quietly, holding the red wine cup in her right hand, with her left hand down. When did she have a long and thin white cigarette that was not lit on her finger? A strong smell of Xing made Andy think of Maxi's Malena.
Passing by the coffee table in the living room, the red wine bottle was replaced with a DuPont lighter. Andy came to Monica and watched her close her eyes and enjoy the sea breeze.
"Ding!"
Monica slowly opened her eyes, saw the fire engine in front of her with blue flame, and a light smile appeared on her lips. She turned her head and joked, and looked at Andy, who did not hide the blazing in her eyes. She raised her left hand gracefully, and put the lady's cigarette on the red Chun.
"Pa!"
When the fire was turned off, Monica took a puff of smoke, smiled and said, "I'm not Malena in the movie..."
"But I want to replace your renado." Andy doesn't care for a faint smile, raised the red wine to drink a mouthful, look out at the sea water in the night not far away, it seems to be the whisper of self talk, as well as the deep meaning in answering Monica's words.
“。。。 Maybe you should keep your adolescent memory. There is a huge gap between fantasy and reality. When you realize it, you may find that you have made the wrong choice. " Monica looked at the sea in the dark, and said in a slightly sad voice.
Andy turns to look at her perfect face, symmetrical three-dimensional facial features, long neck, proud figure, the masterpiece of the natural creator. In Andy's opinion, Monica doesn't wear the best, or she just needs to pull a sheet or a very slim dress.
"The size in the newspaper is not as big as before. Does it look a little out of shape? Ha ha, in my eyes, even though the peak of true beauty has passed, I am still willing to sink. Even the English pronunciation with Italian accent is full of the charm of confusing Xing. " Andy squints and smiles happily.
Monica turns her head and looks up at Andy's handsome young face. She shakes her head and laughs. She has a free and easy smile.
"Want to listen to music?" Andy asked Monica with a smile.
Monica's mouth is slightly cocked. She turns her head and follows Andy. She comes to the corner of the living room. She looks at Andy and smiles at her. She puts the wine glass on the top of the piano, opens the piano cover, sits down, closes her eyes slightly, and places her fingers on the black and white keys.
Soon the beautiful music began. Monica reached for the piano, shook her red wine glass, and listened to the beautiful piano prelude.
"When you're old, your hair is white, you're sleepy, when you're old, you can't walk, you snooze by the fire, you remember your youth..."
Originally, Monica, who was still slightly shaking her body and intoxicated in the prelude, heard the song. When her body was sluggish, her eyes opened abruptly, her eyes were surprised, her long eyelashes were slightly shaken, her lips moved involuntarily, and her eyes were slightly closed, just like the soft singing, which deeply touched Monica's heart lake.
“。。。 When I'm old, I wish this song was for you... "
when you're old, the last note of the piano disappears. Andy looks up at Monica, who is slightly raising her face, and closes her eyes. Tears fall from the corner of her eyes.
Andy stood up and walked to her, without hesitation, reached out his fingers and gently helped her wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. The touch of the fingertips made Monica open her eyes. The eyes of the two people were opposite and close, breathing the breath of each other's breath. The faces of the two people slowly approached, until the mouth Chun touched together.
”Is your love true or false? "
Andy breathes her breath, gaze at her blurred eyes, and softly reply," the figure you have in my mind can build a lasting charm, such as the fragrance of perfume, silent and soul stirring. "
some wine glasses fell to the ground and fell on the carpet. Andy held Monica's waist tightly with his hands, and they hugged Wen fiercely.
I don't know how long it took Andy to lean over a princess and look down at Monica, who is opposite to him in his arms, walking into the bedroom...
All night long, Monica made Andy understand that she could tell him a lot more than Xiong!
If there is no sense of moral restraint, then we can give full play to the individual's freedom of feeling, and the choice will become the personal fast GuanAndy is addicted to Monica's enchanting posture and groan's expression. He can't even think that he will never forget it.
Very tired, Andy felt tired for the first time. When he opened his eyes, it was 10 a.m. and looked at Monica, who was still sleeping in his arms, as if in a dream, 40 like a tiger...
Maybe Monica released all the depression last night, and Andy was so excited and excited. In the two people you come and I hurt each other, but also the end of the fight has become both.
Andy looks at the beautiful face. It seems that her undressing and untiring will always be easy, without shyness or resistance to the pretended flattery of Youhu. She just enjoys the joy of Rou when she comes to the world. Yu! ~ Wang is calm. Andy didn't know how long she had been repressed, but he knew clearly that it would be hard for them to make last night a night of fun.
After a night's exploration, Andy has deeply realized that Monica's beauty has nothing to do with her youth. What's more, it's the ultimate mature charm behind her brilliance.
The eyelashes shake, the black eyes open, at first a bit bleary, but when I saw the young and handsome face close to me, a pair of bright eyes were looking at her, thinking of the happiness and satisfaction of last night, the heat in the beautiful eyes was enough to make people melt. Monica reached out her hand and Fumo gently touched Andy's cheek, and her eyes were confused and said: "you let me find something to do again Women's happiness. "
Andy picked up his eyebrows and said with some complacency, "I'm honored to be at your service!"
"Ha ha." Monica smiled sweetly, propped up a little lazy body, leaned on the headrest at the head of the bed, didn't care about the blanket falling from her body, looked at the clock on the wall, looked sideways at Andy who was dishonest in the forehand and said: "it's a little hungry."
Andy chuckles, turns and stretches his hand to pick up the phone from the bedside table, presses a key, orders several times, then hangs up. Looking back at Monica, she stands on the carpet, holds up her arms and ties her long black hair together to form a ponytail. He doesn't care about showing every inch of her curvy figure in front of Andy.
"Haven't you seen enough? Cluck, I'm going to take a bath. Are you coming... " Monica Wumei said to Andy lazily. Then she went straight around and walked to the bathroom. Andy's eyes flashed a green light, his mouth was slightly raised, he opened the blanket without saying a word and followed him into the bathroom without hesitation.
More than an hour later, Andy and Monica, who had packed up and was wearing only a purple lace dress, sat at the dinner table and began to have lunch for both of them.
"Why, do you think I eat a little bit? Is it out of control? " Monica picked up the pasta with a fork and put it into her mouth. Looking at Andy, she picked up her right eyebrow and asked.
Andy shrugs and says, "just to tell you, spaghetti with Nai from Parma is very hot."
Monica didn't care, chewing it was me, holding the fork in her right hand, and said: "I'm not going to be mean to myself for the sake of beauty. “
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Hua Monica shakes a glass of red wine in her hand, strolls through the porch of the dining room, steps out of the living room, and walks to the two landing doors. With a crash, the two landing glass doors are separated from each other. The wind blew her meticulous hair, and her mouth was in a relaxed and lazy arc.
Andy always seemed to keep his eyes on her back, holding the glass, reaching for the third bottle of red wine on the table. He walked past with a smile on his lips.
Maybe it's his illusion. He feels that he doesn't need to take out those photos. As long as he can move the Italian goddess, he may kiss her tonight. He really can't tell if it's an illusion. But he is willing to try, take advantage of people's danger and attract each other. The level of devotion and experience of Frank meeting is different from the other.
She stood there quietly, holding the red wine cup in her right hand, with her left hand down. When did she have a long and thin white cigarette that was not lit on her finger? A strong smell of Xing made Andy think of Maxi's Malena.
Passing by the coffee table in the living room, the red wine bottle was replaced with a DuPont lighter. Andy came to Monica and watched her close her eyes and enjoy the sea breeze.
"Ding!"
Monica slowly opened her eyes, saw the fire engine in front of her with blue flame, and a light smile appeared on her lips. She turned her head and joked, and looked at Andy, who did not hide the blazing in her eyes. She raised her left hand gracefully, and put the lady's cigarette on the red Chun.
"Pa!"
When the fire was turned off, Monica took a puff of smoke, smiled and said, "I'm not Malena in the movie..."
"But I want to replace your renado." Andy doesn't care for a faint smile, raised the red wine to drink a mouthful, look out at the sea water in the night not far away, it seems to be the whisper of self talk, as well as the deep meaning in answering Monica's words.
“。。。 Maybe you should keep your adolescent memory. There is a huge gap between fantasy and reality. When you realize it, you may find that you have made the wrong choice. " Monica looked at the sea in the dark, and said in a slightly sad voice.
Andy turns to look at her perfect face, symmetrical three-dimensional facial features, long neck, proud figure, the masterpiece of the natural creator. In Andy's opinion, Monica doesn't wear the best, or she just needs to pull a sheet or a very slim dress.
"The size in the newspaper is not as big as before. Does it look a little out of shape? Ha ha, in my eyes, even though the peak of true beauty has passed, I am still willing to sink. Even the English pronunciation with Italian accent is full of the charm of confusing Xing. " Andy squints and smiles happily.
Monica turns her head and looks up at Andy's handsome young face. She shakes her head and laughs. She has a free and easy smile.
"Want to listen to music?" Andy asked Monica with a smile.
Monica's mouth is slightly cocked. She turns her head and follows Andy. She comes to the corner of the living room. She looks at Andy and smiles at her. She puts the wine glass on the top of the piano, opens the piano cover, sits down, closes her eyes slightly, and places her fingers on the black and white keys.
Soon the beautiful music began. Monica reached for the piano, shook her red wine glass, and listened to the beautiful piano prelude.
"When you're old, your hair is white, you're sleepy, when you're old, you can't walk, you snooze by the fire, you remember your youth..."
Originally, Monica, who was still slightly shaking her body and intoxicated in the prelude, heard the song. When her body was sluggish, her eyes opened abruptly, her eyes were surprised, her long eyelashes were slightly shaken, her lips moved involuntarily, and her eyes were slightly closed, just like the soft singing, which deeply touched Monica's heart lake.
“。。。 When I'm old, I wish this song was for you... "
when you're old, the last note of the piano disappears. Andy looks up at Monica, who is slightly raising her face, and closes her eyes. Tears fall from the corner of her eyes.
Andy stood up and walked to her, without hesitation, reached out his fingers and gently helped her wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. The touch of the fingertips made Monica open her eyes. The eyes of the two people were opposite and close, breathing the breath of each other's breath. The faces of the two people slowly approached, until the mouth Chun touched together.
”Is your love true or false? "
Andy breathes her breath, gaze at her blurred eyes, and softly reply," the figure you have in my mind can build a lasting charm, such as the fragrance of perfume, silent and soul stirring. "
some wine glasses fell to the ground and fell on the carpet. Andy held Monica's waist tightly with his hands, and they hugged Wen fiercely.
I don't know how long it took Andy to lean over a princess and look down at Monica, who is opposite to him in his arms, walking into the bedroom...
All night long, Monica made Andy understand that she could tell him a lot more than Xiong!
If there is no sense of moral restraint, then we can give full play to the individual's freedom of feeling, and the choice will become the personal fast GuanAndy is addicted to Monica's enchanting posture and groan's expression. He can't even think that he will never forget it.
Very tired, Andy felt tired for the first time. When he opened his eyes, it was 10 a.m. and looked at Monica, who was still sleeping in his arms, as if in a dream, 40 like a tiger...
Maybe Monica released all the depression last night, and Andy was so excited and excited. In the two people you come and I hurt each other, but also the end of the fight has become both.
Andy looks at the beautiful face. It seems that her undressing and untiring will always be easy, without shyness or resistance to the pretended flattery of Youhu. She just enjoys the joy of Rou when she comes to the world. Yu! ~ Wang is calm. Andy didn't know how long she had been repressed, but he knew clearly that it would be hard for them to make last night a night of fun.
After a night's exploration, Andy has deeply realized that Monica's beauty has nothing to do with her youth. What's more, it's the ultimate mature charm behind her brilliance.
The eyelashes shake, the black eyes open, at first a bit bleary, but when I saw the young and handsome face close to me, a pair of bright eyes were looking at her, thinking of the happiness and satisfaction of last night, the heat in the beautiful eyes was enough to make people melt. Monica reached out her hand and Fumo gently touched Andy's cheek, and her eyes were confused and said: "you let me find something to do again Women's happiness. "
Andy picked up his eyebrows and said with some complacency, "I'm honored to be at your service!"
"Ha ha." Monica smiled sweetly, propped up a little lazy body, leaned on the headrest at the head of the bed, didn't care about the blanket falling from her body, looked at the clock on the wall, looked sideways at Andy who was dishonest in the forehand and said: "it's a little hungry."
Andy chuckles, turns and stretches his hand to pick up the phone from the bedside table, presses a key, orders several times, then hangs up. Looking back at Monica, she stands on the carpet, holds up her arms and ties her long black hair together to form a ponytail. He doesn't care about showing every inch of her curvy figure in front of Andy.
"Haven't you seen enough? Cluck, I'm going to take a bath. Are you coming... " Monica Wumei said to Andy lazily. Then she went straight around and walked to the bathroom. Andy's eyes flashed a green light, his mouth was slightly raised, he opened the blanket without saying a word and followed him into the bathroom without hesitation.
More than an hour later, Andy and Monica, who had packed up and was wearing only a purple lace dress, sat at the dinner table and began to have lunch for both of them.
"Why, do you think I eat a little bit? Is it out of control? " Monica picked up the pasta with a fork and put it into her mouth. Looking at Andy, she picked up her right eyebrow and asked.
Andy shrugs and says, "just to tell you, spaghetti with Nai from Parma is very hot."
Monica didn't care, chewing it was me, holding the fork in her right hand, and said: "I'm not going to be mean to myself for the sake of beauty. “
Hua Monica shakes a glass of red wine in her hand, strolls through the porch of the dining room, steps out of the living room, and walks to the two landing doors. With a crash, the two landing glass doors are separated from each other. The wind blew her meticulous hair, and her mouth was in a relaxed and lazy arc. Andy always seemed to keep his eyes on her back, holding the glass, reaching for the third bottle of red wine on the table. He walked past with a smile on his lips. Maybe it's his illusion. He feels that he doesn't need to take out those photos. As long as he can move the Italian goddess, he may kiss her tonight. He really can't tell if it's an illusion. But he is willing to try, take advantage of people's danger and attract each other. The level of devotion and experience of Frank meeting is different from the other. She stood there quietly, holding the red wine cup in her right hand, with her left hand down. When did she have a long and thin white cigarette that was not lit on her finger? A strong smell of Xing made Andy think of Maxi's Malena. Passing by the coffee table in the living room, the red wine bottle was replaced with a DuPont lighter. Andy came to Monica and watched her close her eyes and enjoy the sea breeze. "Ding!" Monica slowly opened her eyes, saw the fire engine in front of her with blue flame, and a light smile appeared on her lips. She turned her head and joked, and looked at Andy, who did not hide the blazing in her eyes. She raised her left hand gracefully, and put the lady's cigarette on the red Chun. "Pa!" When the fire was turned off, Monica took a puff of smoke, smiled and said, "I'm not Malena in the movie..." "But I want to replace your renado." Andy doesn't care for a faint smile, raised the red wine to drink a mouthful, look out at the sea water in the night not far away, it seems to be the whisper of self talk, as well as the deep meaning in answering Monica's words. Maybe you should keep your adolescent memory. There is a huge gap between fantasy and reality. When you realize it, you may find that you have made the wrong choice. " Monica looked at the sea in the dark, and said in a slightly sad voice. Andy turns to look at her perfect face, symmetrical three-dimensional facial features, long neck, proud figure, the masterpiece of the natural creator. In Andy's opinion, Monica doesn't wear the best, or she just needs to pull a sheet or a very slim dress. "The size in the newspaper is not as big as before. Does it look a little out of shape? Ha ha, in my eyes, even though the peak of true beauty has passed, I am still willing to sink. Even the English pronunciation with Italian accent is full of the charm of confusing Xing. " Andy squints and smiles happily. Monica turns her head and looks up at Andy's handsome young face. She shakes her head and laughs. She has a free and easy smile. "Want to listen to music?" Andy asked Monica with a smile. Monica's mouth is slightly cocked. She turns her head and follows Andy. She comes to the corner of the living room. She looks at Andy and smiles at her. She puts the wine glass on the top of the piano, opens the piano cover, sits down, closes her eyes slightly, and places her fingers on the black and white keys. Soon the beautiful music began. Monica reached for the piano, shook her red wine glass, and listened to the beautiful piano prelude. "When you're old, your hair is white, you're sleepy, when you're old, you can't walk, you snooze by the fire, you remember your youth..." Originally, Monica, who was still slightly shaking her body and intoxicated in the prelude, heard the song. When her body was sluggish, her eyes opened abruptly, her eyes were surprised, her long eyelashes were slightly shaken, her lips moved involuntarily, and her eyes were slightly closed, just like the soft singing, which deeply touched Monica's heart lake. When I'm old, I wish this song was for you... "when you're old, the last note of the piano disappears. Andy looks up at Monica, who is slightly raising her face, and closes her eyes. Tears fall from the corner of her eyes. Andy stood up and walked to her, without hesitation, reached out his fingers and gently helped her wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. The touch of the fingertips made Monica open her eyes. The eyes of the two people were opposite and close, breathing the breath of each other's breath. The faces of the two people slowly approached, until the mouth Chun touched together. Is your love true or false? "Andy breathes her breath, gaze at her blurred eyes, and softly reply," the figure you have in my mind can build a lasting charm, such as the fragrance of perfume, silent and soul stirring. "some wine glasses fell to the ground and fell on the carpet. Andy held Monica's waist tightly with his hands, and they hugged Wen fiercely. I don't know how long it took Andy to lean over a princess and look down at Monica, who is opposite to him in his arms, walking into the bedroom... All night long, Monica made Andy understand that she could tell him a lot more than Xiong! If there is no sense of moral restraint, then we can give full play to the individual's freedom of feeling, and the choice will become the personal fast GuanAndy is addicted to Monica's enchanting posture and groan's expression. He can't even think that he will never forget it. Very tired, Andy felt tired for the first time. When he opened his eyes, it was 10 a.m. and looked at Monica, who was still sleeping in his arms, as if in a dream, 40 like a tiger... Maybe Monica released all the depression last night, and Andy was so excited and excited. In the two people you come and I hurt each other, but also the end of the fight has become both. Andy looks at the beautiful face. It seems that her undressing and untiring will always be easy, without shyness or resistance to the pretended flattery of Youhu. She just enjoys the joy of Rou when she comes to the world. Yu! ~ Wang is calm. Andy didn't know how long she had been repressed, but he knew clearly that it would be hard for them to make last night a night of fun. After a night's exploration, Andy has deeply realized that Monica's beauty has nothing to do with her youth. What's more, it's the ultimate mature charm behind her brilliance. The eyelashes shake, the black eyes open, at first a bit bleary, but when I saw the young and handsome face close to me, a pair of bright eyes were looking at her, thinking of the happiness and satisfaction of last night, the heat in the beautiful eyes was enough to make people melt. Monica reached out her hand and Fumo gently touched Andy's cheek, and her eyes were confused and said: "you let me find something to do again Women's happiness. " Andy picked up his eyebrows and said with some complacency, "I'm honored to be at your service!" "Ha ha." Monica smiled sweetly, propped up a little lazy body, leaned on the headrest at the head of the bed, didn't care about the blanket falling from her body, looked at the clock on the wall, looked sideways at Andy who was dishonest in the forehand and said: "it's a little hungry." Andy chuckles, turns and stretches his hand to pick up the phone from the bedside table, presses a key, orders several times, then hangs up. Looking back at Monica, she stands on the carpet, holds up her arms and ties her long black hair together to form a ponytail. He doesn't care about showing every inch of her curvy figure in front of Andy. "Haven't you seen enough? Cluck, I'm going to take a bath. Are you coming... " Monica Wumei said to Andy lazily. Then she went straight around and walked to the bathroom. Andy's eyes flashed a green light, his mouth was slightly raised, he opened the blanket without saying a word and followed him into the bathroom without hesitation. More than an hour later, Andy and Monica, who had packed up and was wearing only a purple lace dress, sat at the dinner table and began to have lunch for both of them. "Why, do you think I eat a little bit? Is it out of control? " Monica picked up the pasta with a fork and put it into her mouth. Looking at Andy, she picked up her right eyebrow and asked. Andy shrugs and says, "just to tell you, spaghetti with Nai from Parma is very hot." Monica didn't care, chewing it was me, holding the fork in her right hand, and said: "I'm not going to be mean to myself for the sake of beauty.
