Chapter 64: Asking for others is better than asking for others

There was a softness under the white pillow. Seeing that Hua Mu didn't want to wake up, her courage was slightly bigger, and she adjusted her posture to hug her in her arms.
These days Hua Mu didn't want her to be a mat, but she was actually very upset.
Although Missy didn't say anything, she was still full of anxiety and fear about what might happen?
If you can, White Pillow really hopes that she can hold on to it.
The tropical oceanic climate is not hot, but if the two people are sleeping together, sweating is inevitable. White Pillow soon noticed that the person in her arms began to sweat slightly, enduring reluctance and regret to let her go.
"Huh ~" Hua Mu made a dissatisfied voice and rubbed past.
"Big lady, big lady?"
Bai Zhu thought she was awake, she couldn't help but startled, and her hands and feet were suddenly stiff to move.
Huamu's forehead had a thin layer of sweat beads, but he still refused to let go of his big pillow.
Unpretentious, the white pillow smelled a scent.
Based on the human sense of smell, the guide element is odorless. But for the sentry, how to distinguish the taste of the guide element is an important homework.
The "smell" of guide element often has the characteristics of mild nature. If it is not carefully recognized, it is sometimes easy to be confused with the smell in the natural environment, but after smelling it, it will be very clear and recognizable.
The girl's slender and soft body was weak and boneless, and there were odors of soap horn and perilla in her hair. But White Pillow knew that what she smelled was not that, but ...
White pillow took a light breath.
It is a guide element.
Although it is very light, it is indeed the taste of a prime.
White Pillow glanced frantically at Hua Mu's neck, and found that the suppressor was still worn well.
How could this be?
She wanted to retreat, but Hua Mu obviously had no intention of letting her go, and hugged her waist aggressively, so that she must wrap herself tightly.
"Big and Missy ..."
Heart fire is burning.
The white pillow's breathing was fast, and Hati kept trying to get out of the picture, as if attracted by something from outside.
It is the instinct of the sentinel that is moving stupidly.
The white pillow clenched her teeth tightly, not wanting to wake up, and pushed her away slightly.
"Um ... hate ..."
Hua Mu grumbled dissatisfiedly, annoyed that her dream was interrupted, and rubbed her eyes to look at the white pillow. The other party did not know why it looked a bit painful, shaking and trying to curl up.
"Miss ... please hurry and go ..."
Strange, what did she dream about just now? How do you feel a sense of sight?
"White pillow, what's wrong with you?"
Hua Mu swallowed nervously.
Bai Zhen didn't know how to explain the failure of the suppressor to her, so she just shook her head.
"It's knotting, bonding heat ..."
It is combined with heat!
"Uh, you, are you okay? How come suddenly ... I am wearing a suppressor?"
Wouldn't it be the reason for her dream?
"Please go quickly."
Walk around, where to go!
Hua Mu was a little angry.
I said it clearly before, and now this sentry wants to bear it alone, which is really abominable!
"You guys are really stubborn!" Hua Mu fluttered over and pulled her to cover her arms, trying to detect her situation.
"Miss ..."
The white pillow was flushed, and even the breath was moist.
Hua Mu looked a little dull, and even forgot to respond.
Is the effect of combined heat really exaggerated? It can turn such a stiff guy on weekdays into such a coquettish stunner.
More exaggerated than before, the sentinel's voice was as soft as a coquettish lamb.
Isn't this look too good?
"Miss ..."
Before she was obviously called Missy, I was almost annoyed. Why does this time sound so different?
"What, what?"
Hua Mu seemed to be a little bit distorted when he heard his voice. The buzzing sound in his ears distorted everything around him.
The white-pillow, dark-eyed pupil is full of water and desire, as if to hook people into it.
What kind of feeling is combined heat? It's hard to help yourself, can't help myself?
If so, what her guide teacher said must be deceptive. It is said that her physique is special, and it will not be triggered by the combination fever, and she can choose any sentinel as a partner.
That must be deceiving.
Otherwise, why would she not control herself now, and why would she only care so much about this stupid man?
Hua Mu lowered her face slowly, and threw countless noisy voices behind her head.
Now that she has made up her mind, she has no reason to retreat here-asking others is better than asking for others.
The white pillow's expression seemed to be struggling, but the body's reaction was extremely honest. When Hua Mu was about to touch her lips, she lifted her neck vigorously and held her soft lips excitedly.
I don't know who exactly sighed, and I was content in the sigh.
The white pillow quickly indulged in it, while the limbs were soft and the body was weak, and the heart was more agitated.
She was kissing Missy, touching the unreachable light, and doing what she had never dared to think about—she was blasphemy.
She found that she had wanted to do this for a long time. She had long wanted to hug Missy tightly. She had long wanted to creep on her skin religiously.
Every time she was looked down upon by the young lady, every time she was scornfully, and every time she was reprimanded by the coquettish voice, Bai Zhen felt heartache.
But in addition to the heartache, there was another feeling that she deliberately ignored that tortured her.
It does n’t matter if you ’re cold-eyed, please look at her; if you do n’t say anything, it ’s okay. Please notice her;
Missy, Missy, Missy ...
Her eyes are all Missy, and her heart is full of Missy. Even the look of looking at the debris, even the title of "perverted", even if it is kicked by the feet ... No, in the words of the master, thank you for the hospitality at this time. As long as it was given by the lady, she just wanted to receive it in its entirety.
This must be abnormal? After being known by Missy, will she be estranged immediately?
"Miss ..." But she was kissing Miss now, tasting the sweet taste in her mouth, sucking her tender and delicious tongue, and ... was putting this into action with her-this is really not should.
She is doing bad things, so she should be reprimanded and punished.
Hua Mu never knew that White Pillow could be so enthusiastic as if it had completely changed into a person.
She had to change from being active to being passive, entangled by the physical and strong sentinel sentinels, and was dizzy.
The tongue seems to be numb, is this the effect of combined heat?
So, is the combination fever contagious?
It was more beautiful than she thought, and worse than she thought.
Admit it, she is eager to happen. Longing for a white pillow, it doesn't even matter what the sentinel and guide are.
She did not forget, nor could she forget, how many times the sentry had stood in front of her, how many times she ignored her own safety, how many times she had protected her life—even before becoming her escort.
But why did the white pillow forget? Isn't this important to her? Is this a matter of course for her?
She wanted to convince herself that it was only an embarrassing accident after all. It was better for the other party not to remember, but for some reason she was always grudged.
After all, this might be the right thing for Bai Zhen, but not for her.
She was eager to find other reasons for the sentinel to protect her besides loyalty.
But she couldn't find it.
From her expression, her words and deeds, her eyes, Hua Mu couldn't find other emotions.
A robot sentinel, she should have known, the sentinels are actually the same. Whether you treat them kindly or badly, they will not feel a touch. The only thing that can make them shake is the guide element, as is the white pillow.
"Miss ..." The sentinel's voice was low and charming, and his movements were careful and gentle.
Huamu's heart is so full of joy and joy.
Not so, the white pillow is different.
The white pillow is silly and stupid, never ignoring her meaning, never understanding her intentions, never complaining about her badness, and never offended her with any excuses-Mu Ne is anxious.
She will only call Missy, and she will only say things that are not serious enough. All the coveted things she thought were nothing but delusions-the white pillow didn't have so many flowers.
She was angry and upset about her ambiguous feelings, unwilling to be angry, and struggled with sadness and entanglement over the destiny of the impossible.
Do not think too much.
She always admonishes herself like this.
Not to mention the white pillow, how can she rebel against her father and aunt?
She wanted to run away from home as her last willfulness.
At the beginning, she also forced herself to think in a way that matches her status, but the more she could not do it later. Perhaps this is destined? Perhaps this is her last chance?
Maybe ... maybe it's good not to go back.
This fool can not even kill her for her, why can't she like her?
What can I do here?
No one can control her, and no one will stop them together-except for the incomprehensible idiot White Pillow.
The pure and innocent aristocratic girl in the eyes of the public is now indulging in the happiness brought by love.
It doesn't matter if you are ashamed, after all, there is also the thing of combining heat, so you can be forgiven for being confused and indulgent.
The two kissed and hugged vigorously and intensely, adapting to this new sense and chasing intoxicating comfort. Just touching the skin with the palm of your hand can make people shudder, but just pressing the tongue together can make people feel weak and weak.
Weak nerves and agitated bodies, mixed with the smell of gasp and hormones, made this temporary shelter a mess.
Huamu can't think anymore, it's better to fall like this.
The author has something to say: 1!
This level is already the limit, dumb fire.