100 Ways to Get the Male God

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He didn't take care of her often before, so now she doesn't think of bothering him when she encounters something.

In the silence, the deity's slender fingers gently lifted the girl's clothes, and the other hand indifferently wrapped around her waist. Yu Chu was caught off guard and was forced to take a step forward, feeling the boy's breath gently fall.

The thin and soft beautiful lips gently kissed the bloody wound, strangely romantic and ambiguous.

Yunxing behind him covered his eyes with a flushed face.

The aura of the first generation is too strong... Obviously he did nothing, but his expression was cold, but she felt frightened when she stood here.

I really admire that Sister Chu Chu can stand in front of him and face the pair of cold purple pupils directly...

That kind of eyes, without desire or desire, without emotion, like a god looking down on ants in the world, condescending.

Who can handle this.

But Yun Xing never imagined that the big guy with the temperament like a god actually opened his clothes and kissed him with a cold expression. The beautiful red lips were covered with bloody wounds, the picture was strange, but beautiful.

The young man was slender and snow-white, but he embraced the blood-covered girl in black and kissed her wound.

As early as the moment the man was covered flatly, Yu Chu subconsciously pushed his shoulders.

But she didn't dare to push him hard.

The thin and soft lips gently covered the wound, the boy lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covered his purple pupils, his expression was cold, and he licked his tongue slowly, the touch was crisp and numb, Yu Chu could not help biting. lips.

She knew that, as the Lord God, he could heal wounds by touching. She has known since childhood.

Every time he accidentally fell and was injured, the boy's snow-white knuckles touched the wound, and the bleeding quickly healed.

At that time, she was very young, and she respected and feared God. She felt that such trivial matters still bothered him to use his divine power. She was very uneasy, and immediately took a tissue to help him wipe the blood from his knuckles.

The boy didn't show any impatience either.

He was always in no mood, and he couldn't tell whether he was peaceful or angry. She wiped her hands for help, and lowered her head and whispered, "Excuse me..."

The sentence never responded.

He won't answer without trouble, and he won't tell her to be careful next time. There will be no response.

The girl stood among the ruins, her eyes a little lost. The numbness of the belly kissed by the soft lips made her spine soft, so she could only support him.

The wound is slowly healing.

Any touch can use divine power, but the gods chose... kiss.

There was a lot of blood on the wound, she knew, but the young man's expression was flat, just like he used to heal her small scratches indifferently, and he lowered his eyes and kissed it flatly.

The boy in the wheelchair was slender and pure white, covered in blood, showing a strange sense of bewitchment.

Yu Chu bit her lower lip, her fingertips tightened unconsciously, her senses seemed to converge at one point, her breathing was a little short, and she couldn't think at all.

The man raised his purple eyes.

The pretty lips were stained with blood, and he casually raised his fingertips to wipe it off, looking straight at her with lavender eyes.

"Next time you have something, tell me." He lowered his eyelashes, "I will help you every time in the future."

Yu Chu pursed his lips and said yes after a long while.

She looked at the pale and beautiful face of the young man, hesitated, and said softly, "The left..."

The Lord God turned his face slightly, the purple pupil refracted the cold and indifferent broken light, and the blood on the corner of his lips was particularly confusing.

He bit his lip and his voice was cold: "Aren't you going to help me?"