Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

She likes to drink milk tea flavored juice. When she was about to pick it up, a shadow shrouded her. The next second, the whole person was hugged.

"Big..." the bold words haven't said yet. The overbearing familiar breath came to my nose. Hua Canling changed his mouth and said, "are you back?"

"Well, I'm back." Xinghu took a deep breath in her neck. The girl's body fragrance was as sweet as poison, which successfully soothed his parched heart all the way back.

From the constant contact with housekeeper shack, he naturally knew that she had been sitting in a daze on the light and shadow sofa in the hall for a day. He also knew that when he first went out in the morning, flowers came, and he even knew all the internal words of their conversation.

Since then, she has been sitting here and doing nothing. Although the interstellar media channel has been playing, I'm afraid the little woman's mind is not there. She doesn't know what she said.

He was so afraid that she would change back.

As soon as he got home, he hugged her without saying a word.

In the past, she hated physical contact with him most. If

Of course, Hua Canling didn't know that his heart was so suffering. She thought her confession was successful. Her stickiness these days could make Xingyu believe her. She put her backhand around his powerful waist and asked obediently and gently, "what's the matter? What happened?"

After going out for a day, she came back with such a hug, which made her feel a little flustered. She pushed him away and looked up and down. Was she hurt or something?

Xingyu looked at her quietly and didn't change back. He still cared about him.

This discovery let him breathe a sigh of relief. Then he found that he was always tight. He was so tight that he had to see her when he was breathing. He let her swing around and check for a long time before he hugged her again and said, "nothing, just want to hug you."

"Really, it made me think something big had happened." seeing that he was really all right, Hua Canling let him take it into his arms and looked up. The watery Phoenix eyes stared at him coyly, and the red lips whispered.

The thick long fingers clasped the back of her head, took her lips and absorbed the sweet juice.

She is his.

Xingyu thinks so, his action is domineering and lingering.

Hua Canling felt that he was a little strange now. He seemed to be afraid of losing her and tied her tightly.

——Did something really happen?

She thought vaguely.

"Breathe, little fool."

Just when Hua Canling felt that he was going to be suffocated by kissing, the culprit released her in time and teased her with a low smile. The low dumb from his chest was simply the first choice to seduce a beautiful girl to commit a crime.

They have been close for so many times, but they can't learn how to breathe. Xinghu looks at her with satisfaction, loves her more and more, and is more and more reluctant to let go.

worry about personal gains and losses.

"Your Highness, Duke ANN is visiting the dean."

The electronic sound of the Schock tube sounded very untimely, interrupting the two affectionate people.

"No."

The star's voice was indisputable.

"Duke Ann said it was about the stable state of the flower lady."

Housekeeper shack added.

"No." Xinghe said again without hesitation, "say one more word and turn you into scrap iron immediately."

His beloved wife's stable state is naturally prepared by him. Where does he need a dean of the college to worry about?

Shack, run.