Van Gogh was frustrated in his heart, and Vannie heard him answer, but there was a ecstasy in her heart.

He said “Yes.”

He did not deny it as before, and he admitted it!

He admitted that he liked her.

But he would not wait for him to wake up and tell her that the kind of likes he said was his brother's favorite of his sister?

Fanny was busy and asked again, “Do you like lovers?”

She was surprised and happy now, and a little shy.

Red flaps a small face, even the positive eye does not dare to look at the vanity, nor found the redness of the Van Gogh's face at this moment, the red is exaggerated than her, and the red also carries an unusual heat.

Hearing her words, Van Gogh did not answer this time, straight down, and kissed her on the cheek.

This kiss, I raved about Vanity.

He reached out and touched his face, as if he couldn’t believe it.

Embarrassed looking up at Van van Gogh, Van Van Van did not shy away from her eyes, black eyes deep and affectionate gaze at her, she wanted answers, from his eyes can see.

It is true...

He really likes her.

Wait...

Vanity suddenly realized what, white fingers, poked Van Gogh's face.

As if I couldn't be sure, I touched it with my hand: "Brother, do you feel uncomfortable, your face is a little red, and look at my eyes as if it's a little wrong, it's like eating me."

“Hmm.”Van Gogh nodded his head.

He was still feeling well and wanted to eat her.

Intuition told him what he should have added to the few drinks he had just drunk.

The man who gave him the wine was Vanity.

If there was something in the wine, she added it.

Van Gogh did not shy away from his own inner thoughts, bowed his head to her lips and began to eat her.

Vanessa was still a little confused, and heard his "um" sentence "um" was wondering whether he was saying that he was uncomfortable, or that he wanted to eat her... without waiting for her to think of a result, a sudden kiss, and embarrassed Fanny.

The next moment, the eyes are wide open.

Unbelievably, she looked at Van Gogh, who was taking off her clothes.

He...he...he...he’s a rascal, taking advantage of her?

"Vanny, don't look at me like that."Van Gogh looked at her, the corners of her mouth a curd, the tip of her fingertips pointed to the tip of her nose, and her tone was full of petting.

The question she had just asked was wrong, and she should not have asked him if he liked her or not.

He liked her more than anything.

He loved this stupid look, but she looked at him with such surprised and innocent eyes, and saw that he could not stop.

Take a deep breath and move your heart.

Van van Gogh grabbed her chin, gently raised her chin, learned the tone of her just asked him, and asked, “You haven’t told me yet, what do you have to do with Lin Haolin, and do you like him?”

"Dad misunderstood, we're just classmates, we're not in a relationship."Vanity went straight.

Van Gogh was satisfied with this answer, wanted to give her an encouraging kiss, but when he met her, there was a voice in his head who was clamoring and wanting more.

Van Gogh's eyes squinted, the hand holding Vannie's chin tightened, the breath increased, holding the last remaining sense of reason, the thin lips were slightly inspired: "Vanny, what is in that glass, are you adding?"

Fanny was a panicked, subconsciously trying to deny it, but he could see through everything, his neck shrank, and his voice was like a mosquito fly: "... yes."

Vanessa had just said sorry, and Vanessa had bowed her head and kissed her lips with precision.

In the tidrum, she seemed to hear him say a "very good", and later, she couldn't hear anything...

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