100 Ways to Get the Male God

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The kiss was still soft.

The first generation stepped back and looked at her quietly.

Snow-white warm fingertips held her finger.

He casually raised his index finger and tapped the back of her hand softly.

Yu Chu was taken aback by the sudden kiss and looked up at him.

To the innocent purple eyes of the young man.

He pursed his red lips, his eyes looked cold, but the small dimples were cute, with a subtle contrast.

This cold and innocent look, as if the one who just suddenly came to kiss her, not him.

For her question just now, the first generation also lowered her eyelashes silently, and did not answer the question.

Yu Chu touched his forehead, and then glanced at the other party's bright red and thin lips, a little stunned.

She asked him why he used powers...

What does he mean by kissing again?

"Do you like me?" Yu Chu could only ask narcissistically.

The first generation looked at her without speaking.

Yu Chu was helpless, thinking silently in his heart that he didn't have much contact with the crowd since he was a child, and his life is only an experiment, and communication may be difficult.

She stopped asking.

Anyway, the first generation used the ability to save her, so it must have something to do with her.

She asked softly, "What do you want to do now, go to the study room to read?"

The first generation raised his eyes silently, but glanced at the bed in the bedroom.

The soft blushing thin lips parted slightly, soft and cold: "I want to go to bed."

Yu Chu blinked, a little puzzled.

- He obviously just woke up from sleep.

But she had no doubts, nodded and looked at him with some worry: "Am I supporting you?"

She now knew that any movement in the first generation would cause pain, so she did not dare to move him at all.

For fear that this beautiful porcelain doll will be broken.

The young man raised his head slightly, looked at her in silence, and then pursed his lips.

The snow-white and warm fingertips silently held her tightly, and then she said safely: "You hold me, it doesn't hurt."

Yu Chu looked at those purple eyes.

The feeling of being an adult appeared again.

She shook her head, leaned down carefully, hugged the boy's body, and took him out of the wheelchair.

The first generation snow-white fingertips clasped the armrest and lowered his eyes.

The teenager successfully left the wheelchair, leaning on Yu Chu's body, looking at her intently with his purple eyes down.

Yu Chu stepped back to the side of the bed, looked back at the position of the bed, and prepared to help him sit down carefully.

She also thought about his pain.

The boy who had been stable all of a sudden stumbled, but Yu Chu couldn't hold on, and was instantly overwhelmed.

The girl was a little stunned when her back fell on the bed.

The first generation subconsciously reached out and propped up the bed surface.

But he didn't seem to have the strength, and in the end, the whole person was covered, and the lips almost touched the lips.

Although he is a sickly beautiful young man, his figure is still slender, and he still has an aggressive and compelling temperament when he is pressed down. Yu Chu remembered that he was in pain, but did not dare to push him.

She asked carefully, "Does it hurt? I'll help you?"

The first generation covered her body and hummed softly.

He had endured this pain for many years, so he remained expressionless. From his voice, he couldn't hear his emotions, and he didn't know how he felt.

Yu Chu hugged him carefully, turned over slowly, and completely pressed the boy under him.

She breathed a sigh of relief, raised her arms, and looked at the pale and beautiful face of the young man under her.

Zi Tong looked at her calmly.

He always looks like this...

It made Yu Chu feel that pressing him was like pressing the Lord God, and it was the same if he didn't respond.