Chapter 652 Guilty Shackles (21)
Completely red eyes, like a wild beast, full of strong hostility and greed,
As if he was going to drag her to hell, he held her waist tightly, preventing her from running away.
That slight scratch made him suddenly think, dead people, how can there be living people?
She can move, talk, shed tears at him, and heal his illness.
Isn't this more vivid and interesting than that simple skin?
It was the first time for a man to have such a strong desire, and it hit him like a flood, making him urgently need to find an outlet.
When the scorching hot magma erupted from the crater, it almost overwhelmed the city, controlling wherever it went.
And a living little fairy, tears fell out completely.
She just wanted to try it out, to see if she could stimulate him.
result-
Xiao Jiaohua was so fragile in the face of the severe storm.
She was so regretful that her intestines were green, but her breath was taken away, and she couldn't even cry out.
The hot temperature tightly wraps the delicate Bana flowers.
The petals are blooming shyly, and I don’t know whose dream I have lost.
After being so exhausted that she fell asleep, in her dream, Yun Si still felt like a little flower being blown around by the wind in a rainy night, unable to find a trace of stability.
She was still sobbing unconsciously, with tears in the corners of her eyes.
In her dream, she thought that that trick should not be used indiscriminately.
Even if you need to use it, you should run away after using it.
In this way, no one will be killed.
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the next day.
The rain outside had stopped long ago, but the big tree was still dripping with residual raindrops from time to time.
The puddles on the ground, one after another, reflected the pure blue sky, like bright mirrors.
In the cozy apartment, the drapes had been pulled open, and the golden sunlight shone in from the outside.
The messy documents placed on the desktop have been neatly stacked at some point, and quietly stacked on a corner of the desktop.
The living room was quiet, and through the slightly opened door of the bedroom, one could vaguely see a figure lying inside.
The clock was turning silently, and the person lying inside had half of his face buried in the pillow, his nose was red, as if he had been crying for a long time.
She slept deeply, with her thin arms curled around her cheeks, and the quilt on her body was covered to her shoulders.
Scattered long hair, spread on the warm light blue pillow, makes her look like a pale butterfly in the dark who has lost her breath, as beautiful as an elf who has strayed into the world.
Nevertheless, there was a hint of vivid ruddy in the snow-white, making her more like a goddess of ice and purity who was imprisoned and insulted, and even her breathing was tempting.
The birdsong outside the window could be heard vaguely, and the sun was shining just right.
She slept for the whole afternoon until the sun slanted westward.
When she woke up, the room was empty, so quiet that the noise outside could be heard.
Yun Si slowly sat up and rubbed her waist.
I feel comfortable on my body, as if I have been drugged.
Being tossed by a crazy critic all night, no matter how strong her self-healing ability is, she still can't stand it.
"woke up?"
A gentle and gentle man, leaning against the door, holding a glass of warm water in his hand, with deep and meaningful brows and eyes.
Yun Si saw him and immediately pulled the quilt to cover herself.
His cheeks slowly turned red, and he didn't speak.
(end of this chapter)