Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1487 Peach Forest (12)

The hell is full of red, and howling ghosts and wolves resounds through the sky.

The flowers on the side of the road have terrifying fangs, biting the remnant souls and broken bodies, greedy and bloody.

The blood of the soul splashed and fell on the blackened and smelly ground, staining the endless wreckage red.

Shocking and disgusting.

It was in such a land that Yun Si saw the out of place figure of Dao.

It is cold and white, like a holy and flawless snow lotus on the top of a mountain, with a warm and moist light on its body.

In this chaotic environment, no one dared to disturb the only burning color.

They just retreated quietly, not daring to show any disrespect.

Yun Si looked straight at him, and stopped in her footsteps.

After meeting his gentle and peaceful gaze, she turned her face away somewhat uncomfortably.

Still awkward.

"How did you come?"

She didn't look at him and lowered her head.

The elegant and gentle God in front of him did not speak.

Only gently stretched out his hand.

Falling within her field of vision, her skin is white and clear, and it is as pleasing to the eye as a perfect work of art.

"..." Yun Si blinked.

Before he had time to react, the next second, he took a step forward, leaned over, and hugged her gently.

The whole body was covered with a cool breath, familiar but with strong heart palpitations.

Slightly heavy breathing, strong and loud heartbeat.

He hugged her, seeming to lose his composure.

The snow-white fingertips were trembling slightly, tightening forcefully.

The pain and tearing in the heart spread overwhelmingly at this moment.

The emotions in his chest were tumbling and rising, and he kept clamoring loudly.

Like a flood pouring out, it can no longer be resisted.

Yun Si twitched her eyelashes and remained silent.

Long time no word.

The god who has always been used to controlling the overall situation, calm and calm, even when he lost his composure, he still did not show too much emotion.

He just kept stroking her hair, with a gentleness that became more and more tough.

Yun Si stood there, moving her lips.

When I wanted to say something, I only heard a hoarse and slow voice in my ear, word by word, gently, with a request.

"Give me one more chance, okay?"

In the future, it really won't happen.

The beauty god, who has always been gentle and gentle, lowered her pleading attitude even more.

He spoke softly, as if restraining something.

"Don't ignore me, okay?"

"..." Yun Si's eyes flickered slightly.

"Really, no more."

His voice was hoarse, mixed with a bit of choking.

Yun Si lowered her eyelids, her mood was flat.

After a while.

She groaned, her tone slightly muffled.

"In the future, don't hide anything from me."

"it is good."

His voice was hoarse and he answered quickly.

Yun Si pursed her lips: "Trust me, don't lie to me."

"it is good."

"Also take the initiative to explain to me."

"it is good."

Yun Si stopped talking.

Still awkward.

After standing for a while, she was depressed again: "I... want to eat peach blossom cakes."

Hugging her divine figure for a while.

"Then let's go home, shall we?"

He spoke softly, word for word.

Yun Si lowered her eyelids.

Finally, she hummed lightly.

go home together.

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Yun Yan stood watching from a distance.

Watching them embrace each other like close lovers, whispering softly.

The two embraced for a long time, and finally, the incomparably noble god gently kissed the person in his arms.

Put it like a treasure, cherish it and love it.

And the person who was always flamboyant quietly took his hand.

Staring at him with an almost pathological dependence.

(End of this chapter)