Chapter 57: 57 is not appetite? Could it be? Seven
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Chapter 57:57 Isn’t it appetite? Could it be? Seven
The young man raised his eyebrows. Of course, no one could see this action. "Hold on!" His eyes were fixed on Shangguan Puwei's face more and more, and he was really curious. Why couldn't he figure out why he was as fair as jade and crystal clear before?
Transparent. He just rubbed it twice, okay, pinched it twice. Why did it turn so red?
He raised his hand and touched it twice. He felt the temperature was so high. He pursed his thin lips and said, "Do you have a fever?"
Shangguan Puwei rolled his eyes and really wanted to slap the young man in front of him to death. Of course, this presupposed that she could escape from his confinement. But when the slender white fingers touched her cheek, she felt as cool as
It was bitingly cold like deep spring water, but extremely comfortable.
Qiang hid in the darkness, raised his hand to touch his forehead, and wiped away the black lines all over his head.
Oh my God, Master, can you be more idiotic? You are clearly teasing me by looking like this. Don't you want me to blush and be shy? Besides, can you not be hot when you blush like that?
Shangguan Puwei really wanted to pass out, and stared at the masked boy, "I don't have a fever, please let me down." She kept hypnotizing herself in her heart, trying to be calm. The boy in front of her was still a child in front of her adult soul.
, can't care about, can't care about, otherwise it will be bullying the children.
Gradually, Shangguan Puwei stopped struggling and looked at the masked boy quietly. Her entire face was covered by the silver mask, except for her sharp eyes like a falcon soaring through the nine heavens and the bright red thin film.
His lips are exposed and nothing else.
Looking carefully, except for the mask on the face, there was nothing else strange. After a pause, Shangguan Puwei's eyes fell on the young man's black hair.
The black hair spread down like a waterfall, and was as lustrous as satin. Shangguan Puwei wanted to touch it, but his hands were restrained, so he had to give up. He sighed again, but what exactly is he doing like this now?
Although she didn't feel that the person in front of her had any malicious intent, she certainly didn't have any good intentions. Otherwise, she wouldn't have deliberately made her become a clown from the beginning.
Shangguan Puwei turned her head and simply stopped looking at him. As for her current awkward posture, she comforted herself by thinking that her current body was that of an eight-year-old child, but the boy in front of her was fourteen or fifteen years old.
So just hold it, just think of it as a free flesh cushion. Thinking like this, the blush on your face gradually faded away, until it disappeared and returned to its original fair and breakable appearance.
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The young man looked at it, a little surprised by such a change. He thought it was so funny. One moment it was still red and the temperature was so high, but the next moment it quickly faded away and turned back to fair skin.
Like a little person like her, one moment she is deep and sophisticated, and the other moment she is delicate and cute. Well, he admitted that he was annoyed when he saw the interaction between her and Baili Qingglai.
You must know that the little man in front of him is very slippery, and he is so casual and natural in front of Baili Qingglai. This makes him a little unhappy. He feels that the good thing he is interested in has been seen by others, and he has been
I covet it. What’s more important is that my things are so natural to others, but I pretend to be them.
Well, although he enjoyed the process very much and thought she was extremely cute, he just liked to watch her pretending.