They laughed. Jiang, cold feeling: "The interval meters over ten years to live, but also in a secondary school, all strangers, but added to the thousands of miles away to meet and acquaintances,
SEO, this thing really is a strange fate too." Lin is slightly lower his head, there is no answer. After a long while, she looked up and said: "Some nights, we go." Tenkorou, the bridge door. Lin is the rental for the area across the road inside the river cold place to live would have gone to ride for ten minutes. Jiang cold his bicycle, his trains are walking. Jiang cold then said: "I still give it your front door.
Too late, a person insecure girls, although security has always been good here." Lin's case, nodded. Jiang wants to say anything cold open, but that would be too hasty, in the end said nothing. Anyway, Lin is the mailing address and contact students in secondary schools will have on the Address Book, it would not need to beg for pager and phone number. "
Then we go," said the cold river. They walked down the sidewalk and began to cross the road. Cold river has always been careful not forgotten about him looked twenty meters in the range of vision without a car. Under the dim lights,
沈阳SEO, side head cold river looking at the silhouette of his trains, traveling with her supple hair gently floating, nose hair smell fragrant mixture of water and a good girls body smell the taste, I wish This road will never end.
The next moment, the ears cold river roar of the machine, a red sports car with a beautiful arc from heaven if the devil has been in the side. Lin had opened his mouth, no longer under any panic reaction. The river is only a little bit of cold reaction time,
英文SEO, he did two things to make every effort to car in between himself and his trains back and push, and then not forget to curse in his heart Road,
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