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Hearing the sound, Li Yan's dilated black pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were shocked.
"Your name is Yan Yan, what about me? Who am I? Who am I?"
The little breasts were shining with grape eyes. They were fat but thin and pointed at her with their little fingers. They were so naive that they shouted: "It's Yanyan!"
Li Yan clenched her fists, and the dark blue veins on her forehead appeared thinly, "There is only one Yanyan!" Her eyes were amazingly beautiful, and her pupils were dark and fierce, as if she was trying to kill something. Burned down.
The little girl was so innocent and excited that she patted her little breasts and introduced: "Xiaoyanyan!"
She pointed at Li Yan again. The sound of her little breasts was tender and waxy, as if she was holding milk powder. She was too cute to kill, "Grow up Yan Yan!"
"A pretty face!" said the little girl and clapped her hands happily. She wore a small and exquisite silver bracelet with two thin bells hanging on it, making a pleasant sound.
The lingering sound reverberated in Li Yan's mind like a curse, making the originally foggy and blank memories become filled with thick ink colors.
It left deep marks, like carvings with a knife, and Li Yan's cranial nerves began to throb and hurt.
One, two, three, countless roots, densely packed, screaming, tearing, and as if a fire was set to explode, which is enough to drive people crazy.
Li Yan is very afraid of pain, but at the same time she has the endurance and endurance that exceeds the load several times her body.
Dieyi's eyelashes trembled violently, and Li Yan was in a very unstable mood. She rarely lost her composure like this. This was not a disguise. "What do you mean?" The words were precise and deep, almost every word, gnashing her teeth. spit out.
The little girl¡¯s big, clear eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist. She tilted her head in confusion, bit her fingers and said, ¡°Yanyan is Yanyan¡¡±
She could just say directly that you are me and I am you.
"You're not!" Li Yan's eyes were a little red.
When she was a child, she was like a gray-headed, skinny, and extremely weak stray cat.
Being abandoned without mercy.
Forgotten, bullied, trampled on.
She has no home.
But the little milk bag has it all.
¡°It¡¯s like there is a mirror standing between them, reflecting the two extremes of life.
If the little milk bag is really her, then what does everything she has experienced count?
The little girl looked at her eagerly, "Then what am I?"
Li Yan looked into her clean and bright eyes.
"You are the desire in the heart of the people, you are the fantasy, you are the source of falsehood!"
The little girl was neither impatient nor impatient, and her childish voice was innocent. She asked: "Is that person referring to you?"
Li Yan¡¯s clenched fists were shaking, her expression was stubborn, her eyes were like a ferocious wolf cub, ¡°Shut up¡±
The little girl was not afraid at all, "I am an illusion. Do you really think so?"
"Yanyan cannot deceive Yanyan, because Yanyan is a person."
"Yan Yan clearly already has the answer in her heart."
Li Yan said in a hoarse voice, "Shut up"
The small breasts are holding up her baby-fat face, the short legs are swaying, and the clear black eyes reflect Li Yanlai, who will grow up to be unrivaled and unparalleled in the world.
"So do you admit that I am you?"
Li Yan¡¯s eyes were bright red. She did not face the problem directly, but said, ¡°Give me the memory.¡±
The little girl¡¯s face was bulging, her pinky mouth raised angrily, and she said complainingly: ¡°¡¡± (Remember this site¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com