Her eyes were a little complicated.

"oh."

Xia Yu suddenly realized, and his eyes went from top to bottom to the gap between his skirt and his clothes.

I don't know why he suddenly became nervous.

This is the first time I've played this kind of py.

Although he has no habit of being watched by others, he is inexplicably a little excited when he thinks that the person who is watching the battle is the body below.

In this case, if Bai Siyan feels more comfortable, physical contact will inevitably occur.

Xia Yu had just leaned down and was about to pick her up.

Bai Siyan's arms suddenly wrapped around his neck.

She stared at Xia Yu's eyes with drunken eyes, her lips slightly opened.

"Xia Yu, we are together again."

Xia Yu suddenly felt his mind.

But then his face changed drastically—

With a sound of wow, Bai Siyan's throat surged and accidentally sprayed on his face.

...

In the afternoon, Xia Yu went to the funeral home to pay homage to Zhang Muying and Sha Wu.

It turns out that Samu's real name is Mo Xuan.

Very pretty girl.

You can see it by looking at the photos in the mourning hall.

He has a pretty face and two big dimples.

But he died in a car accident, and his current appearance is a bit tragic.

Samu grinned, revealing two bloody holes, as if she was happy with Xia Yu's arrival.

Xia Yu burned her a paper mobile phone, hoping that Samu could become an excellent underworld writer there.

After that, I also gave me a gift of 500 yuan.

After the commemoration of Samu, he went to Zhang Muying's side next door.

Zhang Mingde's eyes looked at him were a little complicated.

A little bit short of that, Xia Yu became his son-in-law.

If Zhang Muying does not die, they still have a great hope of becoming a father-in-law and son-in-law.

Xia Yu comforted his family, gave away all the gifts he had and his parents, and then took out the fan from his schoolbag.

This was his last wish that he had promised Zhang Muying.

Xia Yu walked to the mourning hall, knelt in front of the coffin and bowed three times to Zhang Muying.

Then throw the fan into the brazier.

Looking at the photos placed on it, both familiar and unfamiliar, Xia Yu's heart was filled with infinite sighs (xī xū).

I don't know if it's his illusion.

The smoke rose and turned into a human form in the air.

Probably a beautiful woman.

But it is completely different from the fairy in the painting.
Chapter completed!