Chapter 791 (1/2)

Linhai, rose garden.

Standing on the edge of the huge French window, Fang Xuewu holds her arms in her arms and looks at the Sirius gang members who have been sitting quietly for three days outside the window. She is full of five flavors in her heart.

Tu gang and Tu Meng were really patient. They sat at Fang Xuewu's door for three days and three nights with more than 100 people. This sincerity can be regarded as a symbol of the sun and the moon.

Of course, the butcher brothers also have their own difficulties.

If Fang Xue dance doesn't come out of the mountain for a day, there will be no hope for the future of the Sirius Gang, so they can only fight to the death, hoping that this can move Fang Xue dance.

Red rose is also a famous figure on Jiangnan Road. But when I saw this scene, I couldn't stop crying.

On the one hand, he was his brother who had lived together, and on the other hand, he wanted to live. Fang Xuewu did not know where to go.

Red lips trembled, Fang Xuewu's voice choked: ”why do you suffer? Why do you suffer?”

During these three days, not only Fang Xuewu was suffering, but also the whole rose garden.

In the rose garden, more than one hundred idle people came to the rose garden for a while, and they sat in such an organized way that people in the rose garden were in a panic.

Fortunately, this group of people did not have any extreme behavior, just sitting in front of Fang Xuewu's door, which made people feel relieved.

”What shall I do? What am I supposed to do? ”

Fang Xuewu murmured, but she was deeply involved in it and couldn't figure out a clue.

However, in the season when Fang Xuewu's mood is about to lose control, a very gentle voice rings out behind Fang Xuewu.

”Snow dance, I'm coming!”

No more words, just a sentence I came, but for the moment of Fang snow dance is extremely important.

Hearing this gentle voice, Fang Xuewu seems to have found a way to rely on her. Her delicate body is slightly paralyzed for a moment, which is a series of tangled fights.

Then, a pair of warm hands hugged Fang Xuewu from behind.

Palm gently pastes on the square snow dance flat abdomen, is so warm, so has the sense of security.

Gently sobbing for two times, Fang Xuewu's eyes turned, glanced at his fragrant shoulder, and felt the man embracing himself from behind.

At this moment, although there is not much sweet talk in the villa of rose garden, ye Qian and Fang Xuewu, the two hearts of men and women, are tightly stuck together, feeling the beat of each other.

Embracing each other and keeping warm for a long time, Fang Xuewu suddenly turned back to her body, and her slender legs outlined by leather trousers suddenly stood on tiptoe. The red lips were printed on Ye Qian's lips, and the lilac tongue was surging.

Passion, passion, intensity, this feeling is beyond description.

After a long time, Fang Xuewu and ye Qian separated slowly.

But Fang Xuewu's beautiful and wild face, tears light flash, all eyes are reluctant to give up.

Ye Qian heartache way: ”silly girl!”

With that, ye Qian reached out to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes for Fang Xuewu. Then ye Qian raised his hand and put his arm around Fang Xuewu's waist. They came to the sofa.

Ye Qian relies lazily on Fang Xuewu's leather sofa, and Fang Xuewu is also relaxed at the moment. Her slender body is curled up on the sofa, and her head is pillow on Ye Qian's thigh. Her long black hair falls vertically like a waterfall.