1654. Chapter 1654 [Postscript] I want to marry you 5
The branches swayed, and countless leaves fell, making a sound like falling rain.
Now that the purple disciple has become a god-level warrior, the power of this casual punch cannot be underestimated.
Behind him, there were footsteps approaching quietly, and then, a hand stretched out towards him.
The purple disciple suddenly turned around, grabbed and pressed, and took a step forward at the same time, squeezing the opponent against the tree.
"purple……"
The other party let out a suppressed scream, and the purple disciple was instantly petrified.
"Luo...Luo Jia, why is it you?"
With his arm still across her neck, Luo Jia and Ben were out of breath, and their little faces just turned red, "I...I..."
Zitu came back to his senses and hurriedly let go of her. Seeing her sliding down the tree, he hurriedly stretched out his hands, gently held her arm with two fingers, clamped Luo Jia to the grass, and put her straight.
Body.
"cough……"
Luo Jia stood there, coughing violently.
Zitu stood aside, his usually dull face full of panic.
"Yes... I'm sorry, I... I didn't know... it was you!"
He panicked and she coughed, and both of them stuttered.
"No...it's okay, cough...I...saw Shuhuang, thought...thought there was an enemy...cough...so I came over to take a look." Luo Jia took a breath, "You...what are you doing here?"
"I..." Zi Tu was speechless and stood there, not knowing how to respond, "I..."
He was never good at lying, but he couldn't tell the truth. He was angry with himself because he had dirty thoughts about her?
Wherever there is oppression, there is resistance.
Some things, the more they are suppressed, the more powerful they will rebound.
Just like this moment.
Zi Tu stuttered and didn't know how to respond, but his eyes looked at her unconsciously, and his mood that had just calmed down suddenly became chaotic again.
She was right in front of him, the sun filtering through the leaves above her head, and some light hit her face and body.
Because he had just pushed her against the tree as an enemy, the clothes she had just arranged were a little wrinkled, and the half-curved collarbone was faintly exposed at the neckline. The dark green dress matched her skin, which made her skin look as white as snow.
It was like the jade tofu that his mother made for him when he was a child, which made him swallow his saliva unconsciously.
Zitu hurriedly raised his gaze, but when he raised it, it fell right on her eyes.
Her eyes were like gems, crystal clear, which made him feel ashamed. He did not dare to look at her, and he lowered his eyes slightly.
Then, I saw her lips.
The pink lips were slightly parted, revealing a little bit of neat white teeth.
Those lips are extremely delicate and pink, like...
Before Zitu could think of anything, he had already swallowed his saliva.
At this time, Luo Jia had already taken a step forward with a smile, raised a palm, and pinched a broken leaf from his hair.
"Look at you, your head is covered with leaves!"
Throwing away the leaf in his hand, Luo Jia held his shoulder and raised his arm to pluck another leaf from his hair.
Luo Jia was shorter than him. She raised her face to pick leaves from him, and her breath hit his face.
Her fingers and clothes were on his shoulders, but she could still feel the slight heat.
The slight heat was immediately amplified infinitely, as if a soldering iron was constantly scalding his heart.
What was especially scary was that the fingers she was using to pick leaves for him lightly brushed his hair, like feathers brushing against his heart, making his heart shrink tightly. Zi Tu subconsciously took a step back.