100 Ways to Get the Male God

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Yu Chu's mind was still a little confused.

In the darkness, there were exclamations all around, people hurriedly got up to check, and in the sudden darkness, there was the sound of wine bowls falling and shattering.

But this little corner of them seems to be isolated from the world, quiet and silent.

Only the slightly hot and fragrant breath is close at hand, the lips are thin and soft, and the grinding is dizzying.

Yu Chu was stunned.

The man's lips were pressed against her, and his breath was the coldness that she once feared, as cold as a frozen lake.

His hands were still cold, only the thin lips seemed to have a soft temperature during the gentle grinding.

The brain was a mess, and the girl dazedly supported his shoulders and said softly, "Many people..."

"I can't see you." The man said softly.

His voice was the same as before, like the ding dong of an ice spring, but it was bone-chilling in his ears.

Always indifferent, always calm.

Rolling lightly while speaking, her lips were slightly crisp, and the girl hugged each other blankly, without making a sound for several seconds.

Then, she suddenly made a low hum and hugged him silently.

There were vaguely hot water droplets hidden on the collar.

The teardrops were too sudden, even as the main god, Feng Qing was slightly startled when he was used to seeing the scene.

He raised his hand and hugged her, his expression was a little stunned, and he calmly lowered his tone, "...What's the matter? Are you afraid of the dark?"

The pale and slender hand had just been raised, but was caught by the girl and pressed down again. She hugged him in a daze, rubbing her cheek against the neck of the boy, like a child.

is a little drunk.

The Lord God accommodatingly leaned over and let her hold him.

Yu Chu hugged him tightly and continued to rub, the tip of his nose rubbed the teenager's neck, the sexy and beautiful arc of his Adam's apple.

He lowered his eyes, his eyes flat.

"Don't turn on the lights?" he asked softly.

"No." The girl rubbed her eyes, "My eyes are red...I don't want to open them."

The boy's hands stiffened.

He gently hugged the girl's waist, his expression was icy in the darkness, his purple eyes flashed through the faint broken light, and his voice was light: "Don't be afraid. I'll be here in the future."

The person in his arms dawdled for a while, but shook his head and murmured in a low voice, "You're lying."

Her voice was soft and soft, still like the well-behaved little girl from before. Never bother him, and bear everything by himself, stay away from him.

"Actually, we're going to be parting soon, aren't we?" she asked in a low voice.

The young man was stunned and looked at her silently.

The darkness did not affect his vision, the girl in front of him had tears in her eyelashes, but there was no cry.

That's her character.

Zitong narrowed slightly, and the boy's pale fingertips stroked her face, gently stroking the pieces behind her ears.

The girl continued: "So many planes are together, I think you like me, but getting along with you now is still a bit..."

Her soft voice, close at hand, against the fair earlobe of the Lord God, seemed dazed and indifferent: "Looking at you, I'm still afraid... I have to remind you in my heart that you like me, so that you can be like a lover."

The young man's expression was calm, his eyes stared at her quietly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lips were pursed.

"But there are many reminders. It's not like reminders, but like hypnosis," the girl pursed her lips, looking distressed and confused, "I don't know..."

The Lord God looked at her calmly.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his earlobes brushed the corners of her lips, and his eyelashes covered his expression. "Isn't it true?"

His eyes darkened slightly.

Then make it real.