Her body became weak and her legs were also weak, as if she could no longer support her whole body. She sat dejectedly on the ground, leaning against the door panel, and under her body was the cloak of a flower marten, soft. She sat on it, forgetting to cry, as if a chased prey suddenly escaped from the heavens, and didn't know where the way to live was.

I really escaped, but I became even more scared!

"little things……"

"Get out of here, don't touch me!"

He shook his hand and sat down next to her, muffled, without saying a word.

She closed her eyes and sat against the door panel for a while before she calmed down.

At this time, he was still sitting beside her and quietly looking at her.

After experiencing this escape, her face was still bright red, her lips were pouting, so rosy, with obvious ravage - the kind of moisturizing and brightness after being kissed!

As beautiful as a rose!

And it's just blooming roses!

Rose, I love you!

That is true love, love, as if it is fatal attraction and fragrance!

He is like a bee, flying hard and approaching the stamens, but cannot be picked!

Heartbroken - yet joyful!

What a strange feeling!

The desire in my body was still burning, but it could only be suppressed firmly and I would never dare to make any moves of transcendence. My hand was quietly stretched out and I wanted to hold it. Even if I couldn't, it would be good to hold it-

However, as soon as he touched the soft hand, he was already slapped off.

Even his voice was timid: "Little guy... I'm not that anymore... I'm really not that way, don't be afraid..."

Sure enough, he didn't move anymore, just accompanied her, quietly with her, and sat on the flower marten cloak together.

The temperature difference between day and night is large, it is dawn, and the temperature is already high. It is midsummer. Sitting on the flower marten, but I don’t feel too hot, as if it is an automatic warm winter and cool summer, extremely comfortable.
Chapter completed!