Cynthia’s Cat

Cynthia's body trembled slightly, and she looked at Leon shyly and annoyed, "Leon, you...didn't you listen to me for everything? Men are big liars!!! Violate? Let go of me immediately and I will forgive you."

At this moment, Cynthia looked more like tempting him, Leon's heart tightened, and he slowly approached Cynthia, spraying Cynthia's ear with a warm breath, with fatal temptation.

"Miss Cynthia, it was you who tempted me first. I will never break the vow I told you. I feel bad now, Miss Cynthia, can you help me?"

Cynthia looked at Leon's flushing cheeks. Did he have a fever? In the face of this, Cynthia looks innocent as an unmanned child. Don't be too surprised. Although Cynthia is very smart in many aspects, but in some aspects he has no experience, so I don't know why Leon is uncomfortable.

Cynthia frowned suspiciously, "Uncomfortable? Do you have a fever? Your face is so red. But I am also very uncomfortable, Leon, you will let me go, you are too tight, I can't breathe!!!"

Leon looked at the little guy who had been struggling and restless in his arms, and his mouth was stained with a faint smile. How could he be willing to hurt her a little? Although his body was uncomfortable, he let Cynthia go.

The imprisoned arms were loosened, and her body was instantly relaxed. She didn't like the feeling of being restrained. Cynthia realized that Leon's possessiveness was getting stronger and stronger. This was not a good sign. This was not the life she wanted. .

Although she likes Leon to look like himself, but Leon should also have his own space. Just like sand, the tighter you pinch it, the easier it will spread out.

Leon's voice became hoarse, as if sending out an invitation, "Miss Cynthia, I...may I kiss you?"

Cynthia, who was finishing her clothes, heard Leon's slightly hoarse voice. She covered her chest. She could feel her heart beating very fast. She knew that she was really heartbeat, and it was a very heartbeat one.

She couldn't resist the charm of this boy. Since she clearly liked him, she should do what she liked.

Cynthia stood on tiptoe, pulled Leon's collar aggressively, and kissed Leon's lips as he slowly approached.

The clean and cold breath filled the tip of her nose. It was the smell she liked. Cynthia's lips rose slightly. The smell of Leon made her not annoying, even a little addictive.

Because of Cynthia’s initiative, Leon’s ears became redder. He liked to look at Cynthia’s obsessiveness because of him. He lived to get closer. He was a little closer to Miss Cynthia. Now he really feels alive. The world is dyed because of her.

As he said, he loves Cynthia's unique soul. The soul cannot be reproduced. He can feel the difference.

In that cold corner, when he was about to fall into a coma, the indifferent voice made him slowly open his eyes. He saw the little girl in the distance staring at him indifferently. There was no compassion or disgust in his eyes, at that moment. He felt that something was different. Although he was the same person, he felt completely different.

Because of the appearance of the little girl, he survived the cold winter, as if he was destined to fall in love with Miss Cynthia.

Cynthia is like oxygen to Leon, without oxygen, he can't live.

Leon is a deadly chronic poison for Cynthia, knowing that he can't be contaminated, but willingly addicted to him.

You are my deadliest chronic poison, and I am willing to addicted to you!