100 Ways to Get the Male God

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In the haze, it seems to have returned to the time when we first met.

He was still a very immature child at that time, and across the fists and feet of those people, his eyes were only fixed on the girl on the tree, and the silent eyes were full of astonishment.

"Queen..."

The soft lips labored to read the other person in a low voice, he felt very uncomfortable, and did not know where a trace of heat was coming from, and the cheeks and earlobes were no longer white, but a blurred crimson.

The girl's brows and eyes were clear and she walked slowly.

He blinked, only to realize that the fists and feet around him were gone. He was not in the courtyard, but on the bed in his room, with layers of gauze covering his snow-colored tunic. Obviously, this conversion is very wrong, but the confused mind prevents the young man from thinking too much.

He slightly parted his lips and looked at the other party approaching, but he felt a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know why.

The body is a bit strange, the teenager bit his lip, carefully arched his body, and covered his body with a wide snow-white shirt.

The girl stepped forward, saw the boy curled up at the corner of the bed, smiled slightly, covered her body, carefully raised his chin, and held his hand.

The young man's eyes fell on the other's lips. Under the candlelight, the royal sister's lips were soft and tender. His eyes were a little dark, and the Adam's apple moved slightly. At the moment of confusion, the other party leaned over as he thought and kissed his lips. come over.

The boy's eyes widened for a moment, and his slender fingers subconsciously pressed against her shoulders, but he did not push them away.

While biting lightly, the girl's fingers also reached in along the clothes and landed on his shoulders.

...

Jing Huai opened his eyes in an instant.

There were fine and sparkling beads of sweat on his fair forehead, and there were some on the bridge of his straight nose. The ink that hung down beautifully was slightly wet, and he slowly sat up.

In the darkness, no one could see the astonishing and bewitching flush on the young man's fair face, and his thin lips were even more blushing like petals, his expression restrained and sexy.

He was silent for a while, and closed his eyes, instead of looking at the sleeping imperial sister beside him, he got out of bed alone to wash up, his eyes were vaguely stiff.

Even having such a dream, Jing Huai felt a lot more uncomfortable when facing the imperial sister during the day.

The young man lowered his head and ate stiffly, although he was deep in thought, he did not dare to raise his eyes to see the other's expression.

Occasionally, I feel that the emperor is looking at me, and the tips of my ears will turn red involuntarily, and it is difficult to control.

Taking a sip of the soup carefully, he raised his fair fingers and wanted to pinch his earlobe, because the temperature was so hot that even his breathing was a little unsteady.

Yu Chu asked, "Xiao Huai is not feeling well today?"

Unexpectedly, when he asked casually, the little boy seemed to be taken aback, raised his soft eyes, was silent, and shook his head: "It's okay, Huangjie, I... I'm fine."

"But your face is so red." Yu Chu reached out to touch his forehead, but was subconsciously retreated and avoided. She raised her eyebrows, and when she saw the boy's heavy eyelashes, she explained in a low voice, "The morning exercise in the morning is a little hot."

Seeing that the tips of his ears were crimson like blood, Yu Chu raised the corners of his lips viciously, and still reached out to touch his forehead, "Let me see... What if you get sick?"

The young man stepped back at a loss, his eyelashes trembled and he didn't look at her, he said in a low voice, "Shit, eat without talking or sleeping..."

It was a young boy who couldn't face the molestation. Seeing that his helplessness had reached the extreme, Yu Chu smiled slightly and withdrew his hand, "Okay, let's have dinner."