Chapter 588

Tilt your head.

He's seen it. Mom and dad are holding hands like this.

It's very intimate.

The only difference is.

Size and size.

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Su porcelain noticed that there was a pair of hands holding his waist.

The fingers, too, are tightly clasped.

She closed her eyes and didn't want to get up.

But the next moment.

The girl sensed something was wrong.

Flame...

it's not like this.

The hand of flame should be smaller, and the strength of flame is not so big.

The flame would go into her arms and hold her, instead of holding her as it is now.

The girl opened her eyes.

In an instant, he changed his position and bullied him. The blade of turning wind into power was under the man's neck. His long eyelashes drooped slightly: "who are you?"

The young man opened his agate black eyes, and his facial features were exquisite and picturesque.

He looked at the girl sitting on him and held out his hand.

Slightly raised his face, did not care about the neck, was cut by the edge of the wound.

The long and narrow Phoenix eyes are cold and indifferent, and the light red thin lips seem to be the most gorgeous rose.

I couldn't turn my eyes away.

Su porcelain is a little confused: "flame?"

She pursed her lips slightly, watching the blood flow down the young man's neck, dripping on the clavicle, as if blooming a flower.

Charming and charming.

The blazing flame did not care. He held the girl and pulled her down.

The blade disappears in the palm.

Su porcelain did not blink to see the wound healing like a miracle, slightly pursed his lips.

Just wanted to reach out.

However, he was caught by a hand, and the blazing blood flowed into the skin and disappeared completely. He rubbed his hands and said in a low voice, "don't touch it."

The two were close.

Su porcelain had to lean on the youth's body. She looked down and ran into a deep eye.

I can't help but get a hot cheek.

The girl is a little unaccustomed to such blazing flame. She was a child before and was still in her arms...

"flame?"

Su porcelain soft voice soft gas remind, she drooped her eyes, blinked.

The flame raised his eyes.

He reached over and touched the girl's face.

Slightly cocked lips.

The virus is in a good mood.

Because he found that this kind of body is more convenient than before.

"Well?"

Su porcelain really thought it was strange.

I can't help but drop my eyes and think seriously.

Before, is oneself has been holding the blazing flame, opposite party's small hand, will hold her tightly.

But now, a hand, it is on her waist.

The little blazing hand held her.

It's not like it's the same with the fingers.

Soviet porcelain is not unhappy, but a sense of disobedience that is hard to accept for a short time.

And then.

She felt that when she was a child, she was really cute.

You can hold it freely, and the body is fragrant.

The small face is expressionless, soft.

Soviet porcelain bows its head.

Look at the virus in front of you.

The youth's body in the night long open, facial features delicate and gorgeous, dark pupil eyes deep to the extreme.

In particular.

The warm breath came as he pulled her down with his arms around his waist.

The distance between the two was narrowed.

It's ambiguous.

But the boy's face did not mean anything, he just like before, holding her.

Children are different from adults.

Su porcelain felt that she could not get along with the youth with such a normal heart.

Her cheek was hot.

Hands against each other's chest, with a consultative tone: "flame can you let me go first?"

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