Chapter 1200: The End of the Queen (43)

Going back on the way.
The consciousness of the Lord God slowly woke up once.
This is his first Raiders. Although there is no need to worry about the relationship between the two people, there is still some uncertainty in the process.
Open your eyes, the light gray color lingers a few points of pale purple, like a beautiful mist, and soon return to light gray, the teenager turned his head and looked down.
The girl around me hangs over the book, her eyebrows are light.
This look, Feng Ding is familiar.
She was like this when she was a child. Maybe because she was too sensible, her personality always seemed very indifferent.
Is the debris strategy?
He was slightly coveted, and looked at the book in her hand with a flat look. The eyelashes covered the emotions of the Lord God.
Yu Chu noticed that he woke up, turned his head and looked at him lightly, holding his forehead and raising his eyebrows: "Auntie... help me pinch my shoulders."
She said, by the way, turned around, facing the side of the window, leaving the back to him.
The Lord God is a little young.
His long eyelashes were lifted, his emotions were waveless, and he was silent for a long while.
"Don't pinch?" The girl turned back.
She had a pair of light gray and beautiful eyes, but the other person's expression was quiet, and there was a kind of careless pressure in the invisible, like a dangerous gas field.
He didn't talk or move, sitting calmly on his eyelashes, but he was nervous in the casual.
Yu Chu slightly wrinkled his eyebrows, but he did not understand the strange feelings in his heart. The teenager raised a pair of beautiful eyes and quietly raised his hand to hold her shoulder. There was no emotion, and the voice was flat. "You turn."
Yu Chu was gently turned over by him.
The young man squatted, and the long, white fingers were placed on her shoulders, but there was no movement. After a few seconds of silence, he gently bowed his head and kissed her earlobe.
Without the use of power, Yu Chu is a stiff, like an electric, instinctively wants to turn around.
But the other party's shallow and steady breathing falls on the back neck, so quiet that it is not easy to move.
He groaned flatly, his lips pressed against her back neck, and the long eyelashes swept over her skin.
Yu Chu slightly frowned, some dissatisfied was ridiculed, fingertips jumped into the light of the power, but the person behind him slowly embraced, slender fingers holding her from behind, the light easily enveloped in his white fingers.
A slender and delicate silver current entangles from the beautiful fingers of the teenager. The current that didn't hurt the body was only a slight touch, but after the micro-aesthesia, it was soft, and she leaned in the other's arms.
Yu Chu frowns, "Muslim?"
The eyes of the Lord God are faint, with a slight squint, and the look is lazy and quiet.
She grew up.
Growing up to be a charming girl, always used to follow him, but now I have to be careful.
Beware of raising a girl, always thinking about leaving him.
She has no memory of him now.
Raider her, suffering from loss, people are helpless.
His eyes were dark for a moment, and the coveted faintly pushed her away, opened a distance, and then whispered, the thin lips calmed down on her hair, and the fingertips slid along the clothes.
Yu Chu’s entire back was tight and it was annoying:
Murch, don’t make a joke, let go.

The boy paused, his mood was dull and he had no emotions. He said lowly, "That, you kiss me."
Kissing is not a big deal, Yu Chu turned to face him. It could have been done easily, but looking at the young boy’s eyes, she stopped inexplicably.