Chapter 1108: Fog Devil (30)

Yu Chu licks his lips and feels that he can't be too eager to stimulate him. He should be slower and slower.
After all, this person is psychologically perverted and cannot understand him properly. If he is really angry, the result is not necessarily what she wants to see. She actually understands that the debris cares about herself, but the fragment in front of him, he does not understand it. She has to teach him slowly and step by step.
The Lord God said that the debris will protect her.
But the character of the fragments is different. Like the psychopathic child in front of you, you need people to teach.
The girl slowly put down the knife, and the next second was pressed one by one to hold the wrist. Qianzel took the knife from her hand, and the tone was calm and faint. "Next time I will send you other gifts, this is not for you."

He took the knife and his emotions seemed to relax a little. The thin lips kissed her hair and kissed her hair. She reversed the tip of the knife and pointed it at herself. She held the girl's slender fingers and gently said: "You come. Well, it’s not worth angering him for a few knives to solve the problem."
When he said this, in the corner that the girl could not see, the violent blood in the eyelids almost overflowed, but in the end it was just licking the red lips, and in a state of anger, strangely gentle: "Hey, don't want to I am angry with others, okay?"
The voice, love and fascination, hidden the restrained cold and extreme anger.
his. Actually angry for others...
Holding her hand and pointing the knife at herself, only Chisel knew how angry he was in his heart, and the emotions in the blue dragonfly that was picked up were still gentle and patiently beautiful on the surface, smiling at the lips.
He fascinated and sneered, kissing along the girl's hair, gently kissing her earlobe, scarlet tongue twitching her white tip, with a strong and shocking possession, trapped her in her arms.
He is quietly waiting for the knife to fall.
The girl in her arms loosened his hand and shook her head gently. "I didn't make him angry. I didn't say it. I just wanted him for you..."
She just said it casually. After she reached out and tried to push him away, Chisel completely stopped, half a sigh, and then eased the tone, with care and eccentricity: "Really?"
The girl did not understand why he did not believe, silently nodded and continued to reach out and push him: "It is not safe, you just killed someone, hurry to leave..."
The voice did not fall, the chin was provoked, the other side almost obsessively bowed down, the tip of the tongue against her lips, strong entanglement, easy to attack the city. His breath was a little hot for the first time.
As if the ancient curse controlled the mood, the teenager was not happy to understand why, the slender arm supported the wall behind the girl, circled her in her arms, and slowly twirled with hot and joyful lips, feeling that her breathing was a little short. Carefully receded, and when she gasped, she slammed softly again.
As he emerged with a hint of undisguised desire, his fingers slipped in from the girl's clothes and gently touched her waist, trying to push her clothes up for easy movement, but faintly and unconsciously remembered, This is where you can be seen at any time.
He finally put down his hand, softly licked the girl's lips, sparkling pure blue eyes, all the abnormal emotions were hidden, leaving a cute and beautiful young boy image, softly smashed her.
"You don't like me to kill?"