Chapter 1627: Angels and Demons (27)

Yu Chu noticed, stopped wondering, and wanted to take him away from his shoulder. "It’s really... it hurts. Why do you want this even like him?"
However, the little devil is holding her shoulder tightly, refuses to be seen by her face, the neck of the girl with a small hand ring, "The tube is so much, you touch."
Yu Chu: "..."
She is not abnormal and wants to torture him. Does it hurt to continue to see him? The wings are not long and strong.
She had no choice but to take a picture of the little devil's back. "Well, you don't want to be willful, just a little."
The devil holds her lips and says: "Hey? I can't learn." He retired, and his narrow eyes were looming, and there were some grievances.
Yu Chu was silent for a long time, but he said: "I only have a touch of Samuel, you are already the same."
The devil licked the curling eyelashes and looked at her for a few seconds before she raised her eyebrows slightly: "Really?"
The girl hurriedly nodded.
God, this uncle is really too difficult to serve.
Ijer glanced at her and finally put away the beautiful batwing and re-comforted into her arms. He warned again: "I have everything with him. You should remember this, don't lie to me."
"Do not lie to you, don't lie to you." Yu Chu immediately said.
The child in his arms was quiet for a few minutes, and he lifted himself up again. The batwing was hanging behind him. He pointed at his white and tender face: "Let me kiss me."
Yu Chu laughed and bowed his hands on his cheek.
Ijal's pretty narrow eyes looked at her, and she still snorted, but the tender and bright lips were hooked up, and there was some joyful emotion.
"Before I wake up, you have to hold me." He patted the gorgeous batwings lazily, his voice was tender but stunned. "When I woke up, I thought about me."
Yu Chu: "...how are you so troublesome?"
Heaven, she began to miss the quiet and well-behaved little angel. This demon is too bear.
Ijelle whispered, sideways, staring at her quietly. "You trouble me?"
Yu Chu is silent, thinking about whether this sentence is too hurtful, so he is preparing to shake his head, but the little devil in his arms has raised his lips and reveals the evil smile.
Snowy white fangs are soft and lovely, but his tone is a threat: "You are better for me, or I will abandon you and find other owners."
Yu Chu can't help but glimpse.
- Although she always treats herself as an old mother, but when she hears this sentence, she is immediately naive as a child: "I have Samuel. Do you think you need it? You have to go, let's go now."

When you say it, you will bring people out of your arms.
The evil devil's lips smirked and laughed, and his crow's feathery black curled eyelashes shivered slightly, and the thick red lips lifted and stared at her.
"Do you think I dare not go?" He said coldly, his narrow eyes and eyes looked at her without hesitation.
"Go." The girl raised her eyebrows childishly.
The little devil took a step back and stared at her for a long while, but turned cold and cold, and started the batwing.
"Bring your eggshell." The girl reminded.
The little back of the demon was stiff, standing for a long time, and finally grabbed the eggshell in disgust.
He actually left.
Yu Chu wrinkled his eyebrows, but thought about it, there was nothing in the forest that could hurt him, so he simply had a cold war. After all, this child is really too bear.
The fire slammed in the air.
The forest has recovered its silence.
In the distance, under a tree in the darkness.
The eggshell was thrown aside, and the little demon stood under the tree, looking at the warm direction of the fire, and finally dropped the eyelashes slightly, and the expression was cold.
But this was cold, and finally turned into aggrieved. He crouched beside the eggshell, and his little hand touched the dark red eggshell. He whispered: "I blame you, not as white as that guy. Not at all likable... you hate it more than summer."
Eggshells naturally won't answer.
The little devil's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the batwing quietly closed the small body. His white and tender hand dialed the eggshell, and his eyes were slightly reddened.
"She doesn't like demons."
He said to himself, surrounded his knees, some awkward, "She doesn't want me."