"Anyway, he's not dead!" Eleven pushed Long Lilie away angrily. She didn't like the distance between them. It seemed that they were too close. When her foot slipped, she was shocked, but someone immediately supported her waist.
Slightly cool palms...
In a moment of shock, she was hugged into the man's arms, and her lips brushed across his face...
She was panicked, and for a moment she raised her eyes and saw herself in his deep eyes. The wandering light was a bit sharp, a bit helpless, but seemed to have an inexplicable blush.
He was naked, and this kind of contact was beyond his control. In his eyes, her long hair was untied and disheveled, and her tight figure was clearly visible due to the soaking wetness of her clothes.
My throat felt tight...
His slender and strong hands held her back and lips, and slowly pressed down...
The softness of lips touching each other, and the slightest hint of coolness only lasted for a moment. Both of them stopped moving, as if they had recovered from the unexpected dizziness just now.
Long Lilie curled his lips and said nothing. Suddenly, his smile was as gentle as water. It was so beautiful that both humans and gods were angry. Eleven suddenly blushed and instinctively pushed him away with his hands and feet, retreating away from him.
Once her feet were empty, Eleven felt as if she had slipped from a step into another bath. Compared to the one Long Lilie was in, this one seemed to be too deep. She fell into the pool. It was obvious that the water had already reached her head, but her feet were not.
She was far out of reach of the bottom of the pool. If she hadn't understood the nature of water, the flooding would probably have killed her.
"Long Lilie, you are sick!" Eleven swam out of the water, still panting, and immediately glared at Long Lilie over there, wishing to go over and punch him twice. "If I drown, you
What to pay for!"
He was laughing again. Eleven didn't like to see him laughing like that.
Although he looked really good-looking when he smiled, every time he smiled, it made her feel uncomfortable. The wider the arc of his smile, the deeper the pain in his heart.
"Don't laugh. Are you happy to see me like this? If I didn't know how to swim, would you still stand there and watch?" She didn't know what she was angry about. It seemed that he was driving her anxiously.
"The place where I almost drowned was deeper than that..." His voice was colder than frost and snow, but his smile was deeper than ever before. "At that time, my father and my brothers were all
Looking at me from a distance like this..."
Eleven trembled all over, and had a vague feeling that this man seemed to have endured many people who knew how to tolerate, and usually suffered too much.
For the first time, his smile became so hurtful in her eyes, and a dull feeling cut out of her heart. She didn't understand, she was... feeling distressed?