Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1734 New Year’s Sweets (10)

The fireworks are warm and beautiful, symbolizing blessing and hope.

The people under the fireworks are dazzling, and the red dress in snow velvet is even more stunning and beautiful.

She stood on tiptoe, hooked him, and was very close to him.

Yingying smiled, with bright red lips.

The noble and stunning god stared at her quietly, and the hand on her back did not move for a long time.

The snow-white and warm fingertips almost revealed a slight trembling tenderness.

Endless tenderness.

Lingering in that silent movement, it poured out, as if it was about to be uncontrollable.

The fireworks in the sky are blooming brilliantly, and the hustle and bustle of the world is also rising.

The surroundings were lively, but the two standing under the lantern seemed to be isolated from the hustle and bustle of this world.

The snow-colored god with deep thoughts lowered his eyes, and his mood seemed to be a little bit wrong.

Under the rendering of the fireworks, those cold and deep eyes seemed to turn red for a moment.

Hugging her suddenly, he lost control and used his strength.

As if wanting to rub her into the bones, her eyes were extremely dark, terrifyingly deep.

He kept getting ruthless, and hugged her in an extreme gaffe.

The force was almost uncontrollable, like a strong and thick iron chain.

Something horribly insane.

The person caught off guard was stunned for a moment.

But in the next second, his strong force came and hugged her tightly.

That extremely slender and soft figure, under such strength, has no strength to resist at all.

Trembling, frail and shocking.

She couldn't help hissing.

Humming like a cat, the soft red lips pressed against his neck, extremely delicate.

"You...what's the matter with you...take it easy...you hurt me..."

She didn't push him away, but she was dissatisfied delicately, and the fragrance of flowers on her body was extremely strong.

The god who hugged her tightly, breathed in her ear with a somewhat frighteningly heavy breath.

The slender white hands firmly fixed her head and pressed her into his arms.

Keep hugging, hugging, and hugging.

Totally out of control.

"... Nine Songs?"

Her muffled and puzzled voice came, dazed and ignorant.

Holding her god, her breathing was heavy and hot.

That snow-covered white is not as cold and flat as in the past, and finally there are rolling waves.

He was next to her ear, as if his soft lips touched her, his voice was very hoarse.

It was as thick and dull as the night, and it was terrible.

Low, the Adam's apple rolled slightly, the fingers curled up, and the knuckles turned white.

As if desperately suppressing something.

Do your best to suppress the emotions that are about to overflow.

"Sorry, I'm... a little cold."

His voice was low and seemed a little difficult.

With a low voice, he gave her a very reasonable explanation, and because it was very cold, he hugged her.

instead of...

Because of other.

"..." The charming girl who was being hugged blinked, feeling a little dazed.

God...does he feel cold too?
She felt a little strange.

But he said it, and she believed it.

With a clear oh, he hugged him obediently, and a coquettish red light demon power appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Would it be better?"

She warmed him with hell fire, her voice was extraordinarily soft and delicate.

Her emotions were a little out of control, but after quickly calming down, she lowered her eyes, gave a hum, and relaxed the strength holding her.

This will make her more comfortable and less painful.

His gaze was very gentle, but also very hot, like the hot magma rolling under the snow all over the sky, almost crazy and terrifying.

But his movements are always gentle, and his tone is always gentle.

Never show it.

"Si Si."

"what?"

"I am also very……"

(End of this chapter)