The stars and the moon are hanging high, the night wind is finally a little cool, and the chirping of insects is clear and sweet.
Perhaps only at this time can the apocalypse throw away its ferocious coat and sleep quietly with its clothes on.
The taunting lights are like pairs of sleepy eyes, bringing a little warmth to this cold world made of flesh, blood and reinforced concrete.
Fireflies are flying, they are the freest life, even if they only flicker for a short moment.
Angelil gently stretched out her hand.
Under the faint light of the fireflies, her skin seemed to be the smoothest gel in the world, perfect and flawless.
A firefly landed gently on her fingertips.
The firefly spread its wings and fell down stupidly.
Then, like a panicked kitten, it flapped its wings desperately and walked away. .
Angelil suddenly smiled, smiling like a child.
Her cheeks were flushed, as red as a crabapple.
Fan silently sat beside her on the roof.
Angelil stayed longer than usual.
To be precise, she didn't leave the entire day.
She drank most of the wine by herself, and the scattered wine bottles were thrown everywhere casually.
Fan didn't dissuade her.
Since she wanted to do this and liked this, she had no reason to dissuade her.
What's more, he doesn't have the ability to stop her now.
"Many times I wonder if becoming a firefly would give me more freedom."
Angelil tilted her head slightly, and there was a very obvious smell of alcohol in her slightly raised lips.
"They don't have families, they won't be bound, they can go wherever they want, just like you."
Angelil tapped Van's cheek with her finger in an innocent manner.
She was indeed a little drunk.
"There is nothing to live without restraint, and neither do I."
Fan shook his head gently after hearing this.
"But at least you can make any decision you want, right?
As for me, I can only be bound by the rules of the family.
I have no right to choose at all."
Angelil shook her body gently, the alcohol had already made her Her mind was confused, but she liked the confusion.
"Everyone has the right to choose.
I used to think that I didn't have it.
But any choice comes with a price, Angelil, and now I am bearing the price that I should bear."
"Hehe."
Angelil suddenly smiled innocently, "This is the first time you call me by my name."
She kept shaking her body, and finally fell into Fan's arms.
"You are cuter like this.
Why have you always been so cold to me before?"
She chuckled, caressing Fan's cheek with her right hand, and the power of alcohol took full effect.
Fan frowned slightly and wanted to push Angelil out of his arms.
However, at this time, he had already lost the strength needed to achieve this goal.
So he just tried it a few times and had to give up when he didn't get any benefits.
"Hey, do you hate me so much?"
Angelil raised her delicate and wine-red face.
At such a close distance, their cheeks were almost touching.
"You're drunk."
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"I'm not drunk."
Angelil waved her hand, "I'm asking you, do you hate me so much?"
"You are really drunk."
Van replied.
However, what he didn't expect was that a group of warm red lips suddenly came to his mouth.
Fan instinctively wanted to push her away, but Angelil's hands were like iron pliers, not allowing him to move at all.
Angelil seemed to be tasting the sweetest delicacy in the world, her hot red lips tightly wrapped Fan's lips.
Those warm lips and tongue seemed to be sucking sweet honey, raw but desperate.
The power of alcohol is great.
When there is a burning desire, accompanied by the ignition of alcohol and the passion is like fire, Van will no longer reject the depth of his heart.
So he hugged Angelil even more brutally, using all his strength.
"嘤咛."
Angelil let out a slight gasp.
She fell, completely, in the alcohol filled with Vanna's body odor.
The two rubbing lips and tongues were entangled together like snakes, so tightly that they could no longer distinguish each other.
A pair of big hands grasped the ball of softness that was about to move.
The softness of the tentacles completely triggered the volcanic eruption of desire.
The two bodies finally merged together without distinguishing each other.
Impact, violent impact, violent impact all the time Angeliel kept making euphemisms with unclear meanings, which was both painful and joyful.
Dark red blood snaked down her robe, and she completely gave up her reserve and the family values that restricted her freedom.
She is willing to hand over herself simply like this, even if this man does not love her, because starting from tomorrow, she may never have the chance to see him again, or even have the power to make any choice.
What awaits her will be an extremely tragic fate.
The name given to her by Bai Tian is the nightmare in the hearts of all girls in Yama.
So she was willing to do this, she didn't want her life to leave nothing worth remembering, so she would rather throw away all the things that bound her at this moment, follow her heart and go crazy.
She likes Fan, although she doesn't know if it has derived from love.
When Congfan rescued her from the teeth of the Digger, his coldness and strength, as well as his raging anger and generous back, took root in her heart forever. .
Like all girls, Angelelle once fantasized about her other half.
However, when Van squeezed into her heart in such a barbaric and aesthetically unsightly way, from that moment on, her eyes There is no room for any other men.
The time spent with Fan is always so beautiful, with that strong sense of security, as if I am relying on a towering mountain, a mountain that no one can cross.
Even though Fan's indifference and incomprehension would drive her crazy, for some unknown reason, the more indifferent Fan was, the more deeply she fell in love with him.
She liked everything about this man, no matter the advantages or flaws.
Maybe this was love, Angelil couldn't believe it, because it came like a gust of wind, without any reason or foundation.
It was more like she jumped into a ball of cold flames, burned to ashes or frozen and sunk forever.
This may be her destined fate, but she has no regrets.
She admitted that part of this was the power of alcohol, but more of it was that the power she followed completely came from her heart.
The extreme pleasure and pain sent her to the clouds time and time again.
Angelil hugged Fan's body tightly.
The two perfect soft balls bumped with her ups and downs, and she bit her tightly.
The brutal impact on Fan's shoulder was accompanied by her slight spasm, and the two of them were inseparably united for the last time.
"Um"
Angelil let out a long trembling sound, and completely fell on Fan's body as if she was exhausted.
Sweat wetted every inch of their skin, leaving behind every inch of the memory they deserved.
"Will you remember me?"
Angelil hugged Fan's body tightly and cried suddenly.
"Don't answer."
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Angelil gently covered Fan's mouth, "I would rather let myself be deceived."
After indulgence, there is oppressive silence.
Alcohol can make people put away the problem, but it can never solve the problem.
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