Yin Wu supported his head with one hand, letting Tong Wantian hold his strong waist, and looked at her lightly with a pair of dark red gem-like eyes.
Tong Wantian was shocked because the guy was looking at herself, not the other person lying there.
...Could it be that the soul has shed its shell? Could it be that she is dead?
Tong Wantian quickly lay back down, as if as long as she lay back down, her body and soul could merge into one and come to life again.[
As a result, just as Tong Wantian thought, she felt a hint of coldness under her palms and a sense of fulfillment in her arms.
...She, she, she really hugged a man!~~~~
Tong Wantian instinctively retreated, but damn, her soul was like a bubble and could leave her body at will.
And if you want to return to your physical body, you have to hold the silver-haired Yin Wu.
Oh my God!~~This is a monster!
Tong Wantian has unconsciously promoted the 'sex ghost' to a 'monster'.
Although the light was very dim, except for the man's silver hair, his face could not be seen, but Tong Wantian knew deeply that this monster was very handsome, even more handsome than her most handsome brother.
And there was a cold feeling in his butt, just like his body was cold.
Oh my god!~~Why is she hugging this man again??
Tong Wantian sadly discovered that if she wanted to return to her body, she had to hold a man's body.
She tried to withdraw her arm, but it was like her soul leaving the body, and all she could pull back was a shadow.
"You, you, who are you?..." Tong Wantian tried to speak, but she was not unable to make a sound like before.
"The man who is lying on the same bed with you and being held by you." Yinwu's hand around Tong Wantian's waist was raised and he lifted Tong Wantian's chin, looking into her eyes in the dark night, as if to
He said coldly like he was dialysing her brain.
Tong Wantian shuddered and felt very sad. What kind of immortal had she provoked?
How did you mess with such a... thing?
"I don't know you! Go away." Tong Wantian continued to negotiate aggressively.
Just kidding, the eldest lady of the Tong family is a Sanda champion, how can she not have any momentum?
"Hmph! What a big spirit!" The man's voice was cold. Tong Wantian didn't sound like her admirer, and could be equated with her enemy.
But she didn’t offend anyone! Except for occasionally questioning her mother’s belief in God.[
God, this guy couldn't be the stingy god that her mother believed in but questioned, right?
It's better not to provoke him. Who said it? It's easier to invite gods than to send them away. She didn't invite gods, but Su Liuyan had been inviting gods to her since she was a child.
Well, the more I think about it, the more believable it becomes. Maybe this guy is really the god her mother invited to protect her.
Humph, he is a god but also a bad god. How can he have such personal protection?
Tong Wantian's arms were wrapped around Yinwu's body, but Yinwu was not idle either. He supported his head with one hand, and the other hand was released from Tong Wantian's chin and touched her body.
The problem is, Tong Wantian is clearly wearing clothes!
Why does this guy's hand seem to be directly touching her skin?
Also, what is that icy and slippery thing sweeping back and forth on her legs?
"Take your tail away..."Tail!Tail?...
Tong Wantian shivered, and when she spoke, she felt as if she was being swept on her legs like a tail.