Xiade grabbed the dangling thing, and pulled her into the water.

"Yeah, what are you doing?"

"Do I look like that kind of person? This joke is not funny at all."

"But you didn't look very happy ~" Just now ~ "

This time, Xia De kissed her, and the two of them were stained with water. After separation, she gently touched Xiade's chest with her fingers, and then put her hands on her wet skirt:

"I don't know your preferences. Xiade, honestly do a single choice question: Do you like to wear skirts, or do you want me to take off this skirt?"

She feels that Xia De now looks a little terrible to look at her:

"You don't want the gift of Silvia, you can keep it."

Rose red eyes bent in the hot water mist:

"You still say you don't like it!"

Then Yinyue overwhelmed the Red Moon. After a while, in the rippling hot spring water, the red dress was drifted to the side of the belt with the other clothes of the girl, but the pair of fabric did not appear.

The eighteen -year -old girl laughed, complained, coquettishly, she really enjoyed the last night of the eighteen -year -old, letting herself walk in the dream weaving with Xiade.

The college library administrator that is respected is no longer a teacher in the name of Xia De.

She is just a girl who says goodbye to eighteen years old, farewell to youth, and farewell to this dim autumn dream. She is not willing to end all of this, but time will not stay for anyone.

So she gave herself a dream with Xia De, hoping to use this dream to draw an end to this relationship, but she obviously did not realize the greed and overeat of her "student".

"Xiade ~ Can you tell me why you prefer the right side? They are obviously the color of the red moon."

Foreigners feel that their memory of the "Moon Holy House" will probably never fade, or his impression of here is becoming more weird.

[Why are weird?]

"We have an agreement, we can't speak at this time."
Chapter completed!