我知道,迟早,会死在你的手里,我甘愿。玲珑别院春寒近切,腊梅在夜里暗芸芬芳,腊梅在夜里暗芸芬芳,一阵一阵的幽香紧罗密鼓绕着一层一层的冷。漏盂敲过三更,罗帐轻围,月冷如水,男子的发有一层幽蓝光晕,背上伤痕像纠葛的藤蔓触目惊心。“多希望醒来时,你未老,我尚年少。”锦被中伸出一双手环住那些伤痕。“还是吵醒你了。”低头吻了将尽的余温。 I know, sooner or later, will die in your hands, I am willing. Exquisite courtyard near cold cut, bloom in the dark dark fragrance, sweet in the dark night Yun Mei fragrant, while the waves of fragrance tightly around the layer after layer of cold. Leftover knocked three more, Lo account light Wai, cold water, the man’s hair with a layer of faint halo, bruises on his back like a staggering vine stunned. “Hopefully, when you wake up, you’re old, I’m still young.” Kam was stretched out with a pair of hands around the scars. “Or woke you up. ” Bow down the temperature will be done.