Chapter 922: Deity (33)

Hoddle had pushed back the black drapery he was wearing, and his long hair draped down from his shoulders and necks, as beautiful as a thick night.
His hand was still on the back of the girl's head, forcing him to look at him.
Hoddle's face is definitely not good-looking, the corners of his lips are pulled down, and the arc is straight.
"What can you say to that ant?"
Ants?
Fu Yue was stunned for a second before realizing that the ant in Hoddle's mouth was Prince Charles who had just left.
There was speechless.
"..."
"Somehow they are also the second princes of the empire. How come they become ants in your mouth? Oh, I forgot, in the eyes of the gods, aren't we humans all ants, so the noble dark Hoddle, you care about me, an ant doing what?"
Fu Yue's tone was also yin and yang, and her words were thorny.
Dark God: "..."
After being robbed for a while, the complexion on the man's beautiful face suddenly became very exciting, he was obviously angry at Fu Yue's words.
Fu Yue stepped back a foot, broke free from Hoddle's hand holding her face, gave Hoddle a glance, and whispered, "Let go of me."
After taking a cold glance at Hoddle, Fu Yue turned his head on his skirt and walked towards the ancient ruined and gloomy castle, step by step, very firm.
Take a few steps.
Fu Yue found the black-clothed silently following her, without saying a word.
See her looking back at him.
Hoddle immediately moved his eyes away, paused, and looked up at the sky.
Fu Yue: "..."
naive.
The girl turned her head and continued to walk forward step by step, passing through the beautiful and dazzling rose garden. In front of it was an irregular bluestone step. Fu Yue carried the high heels in her hand in one hand, while frowning and protruding her foot forward. go with.
The steps were very uneven, and she naturally couldn't walk on them in high heels unless she wanted to fall to death.
The palace-style dress that Fu Yue wore today was very long. At this time, she was carrying the skirt and protruding her toes toward the bluestone steps, revealing those white tender but scarred feet.
Hoddle saw it sharply.
After all, his sight never left Fu Yue for a moment.
The man's dark pupils shrank suddenly, his thin red lips pursed.
The body reacted one step faster than the brain.
Hoddle bent over, clasped the girl's waist with one hand, and put her hand inside her thighs, and hugged her horizontally.
"Who made you step on the rose barefoot? Is your brain the size of an ant? Wouldn't you ask me for help?"
This guy's attitude is really not good.
Mouth poisonous.
Fu Yue, who was just about to say thank you: "..."
She immediately swallowed the thank you sentence.
The girl raised her head, her and white eyes gave Hoddle a fierce look, even though her posture was held in her arms at this time.
Ah.
This guy could be killed.
Fu Yue put her arms around the man's neck and put her head on the other's chest. To her surprise, she heard Hoddle's heartbeat.
This heartbeat... slightly faster.
Fu Yue raised her eyebrow thoughtfully, and an invisible smile crossed her lips.
"What are you doing in this ghostly place?"
Hoddle's voice sounded.
It is not difficult to hear the dislike of this castle between these words.
In a blink of an eye.
The two of them had reached the door of the old castle, and Fu Yue rolled her eyes secretly when she heard Hoddle's words.
What are you doing here?
Do I need to come to this horrible place for you?