Texas please kill me

And now, Vic and Texas are at the foot of the Ferris wheel, waiting for the arrival of the next Ferris wheel car, and they can climb this 168-meter-high Ferris wheel known as "the tallest in the Dragon Gate" .

The carriage arrived, and Vic and Texas entered the carriage under the guidance of the staff.

Without facing each other, Texas sat next to Vic, and his right hand naturally clasped Vic's left hand.

She looked out of the window, and as her gaze slowly rose, the afterglow of the setting sun also sprinkled on her side face, as if she was covered with a veil of light, looking beautiful and gentle.

She stared out the window and Vic stared at her.

Feeling the undisguised gaze on his face, Texas swayed his wolf tail slightly behind him, looked back at Vic, and showed him a faint but obvious smile.

Under the reflection of the setting sun, Luper's originally calm and cold face was also softened a lot, appearing soft, with a gentle smile, his orange eyes slightly curved, with a genuine smile and love in his eyes.

"Does it look good?"

When she asked like this, she didn't know whether she was asking about the setting sun or someone in his eyes.

Volper, who usually always smiles, restrained his smile at this time.

The afterglow of the setting sun also gilded his delicate face, diluting the original charm, but bringing a sacred concentration and seriousness to his face.

The dim afterglow sprinkled into his crimson eyes, outlining Luper's figure and face.

"nice."

He answered like this.

I don't know if I'm talking about the sunset, or the only true love in my eyes and heart.

His world, his god, the lover he believes in...

"I..."

"Shh." Dexas raised his index finger and pressed against Vic's slightly parted lips, stopping his unfinished words.

She knew what Vic was going to say.

Of course she knew.

You love me, of course.

Also, of course, I love you too.

Perhaps it was due to her previous experience, she always wanted to compare with Vicky.

Whether you want to prove that you have become stronger than before, that you can stand beside him, that you can become the sharpest sword in his hand;

I still want to take the initiative in my future life, or to get fun from this kind of comparison between you and me.

But for the so-called "love", it is actually very difficult to compare and tell who loves whom more.

The reason, after all, is just because...

Love has no limit and cannot be quantified.

He can fight against the whole of Syracuse for her, and she can give up everything—even her life—for him.

He and she are the ones who love each other the most in the whole world, and they are the only ones here.

Rather than expressing the love they both know, Dexa would rather...

Luper put down his index finger, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, he bit Walper's lips.

In contrast, she is more willing to use actions to express her unabashed, deep, dark desire.

Volper followed the good, subconsciously bent his crimson eyes, closed his eyelids, and handed over the initiative to Luper, allowing her to ask for and plunder without any concealment, and give her an appropriate response.

But gradually, with the passage of time, the Ferris wheel reached the highest point, and the afterglow of the setting sun left silhouettes of kisses on the floor of the carriage.

Texas stood up, provoked Volper's chin, condescending, and completely took the initiative in his hands.

Vic was forced to change from an active and appropriate response to an action led by Texas, and the rhythm was completely controlled by Texas.

Texas quietly raised the phone, and with a click, the beautiful silhouette and kissing lover were frozen in the picture.

She put away her mobile phone, ran her palm through Volper's white hair, and rubbed slightly at the base of the fox ears on his head, feeling Walper's body tremble as if in shock, and finally let go of her lips and teeth.

Texas looked at Vic's heaving chest, slightly rosy cheeks, and wheezing rolling Adam's apple with satisfaction, and his fingertips passed over Wolper's Adam's apple.

"You're making great progress, Cellinina..."

Vic took a breath, recovering from the intense action, glanced at him with deep red eyes, still smiling lightly, and couldn't see the intense action of Texas at all.

"You know, Vic, I've always been a quick learner."

Texas frowned slightly, squatted down, and showed Vic the photo he just took on his phone.

"what do you think?"

"If it wasn't us in the photo, I would have thought it was the work of some master photographer." Vik was not stingy with his praise.

—Of course, what he said was also true.

The picture on the photo is indeed beautiful enough, whether it is the half-sunset sunset, the soft yellow afterglow, the silhouette of lovers kissing...

The shooting angle is also perfect, fully summarizing the beautiful elements.

after all...

Texas had already envisioned the scene of this moment countless times in his mind.

She has planned for a long time.

Taking advantage of Vic's gaps in looking at the photos, Dexus changed his posture and knelt on one knee facing Vic. He flipped his palms and took out a delicate velvet box.

It was only after Vic reacted that he noticed that the Ferris wheel car he and Texas were in had already stopped at the moment when it reached the apex, along with the operation of the entire Ferris wheel.

They stopped at the highest point of Longmen, completely bathed in the golden afterglow of the setting sun.

And Texas, slowly opened the delicate velvet box in his hand...

PS:

Opened a new book, let me explain a little bit, everyone should know that I recently moved out from home, wandering for a long time before finding a place to live.

But the fact is that I have already used up all my deposits for renting this time, and the end word count of this book has long been determined, and it will be finished in March at the latest.

And what does this mean?

It means that I will not have royalties in April, that is, I have no money, and I cannot live without money.

So, today, I double-opened, and only in this way can I ensure my life can be maintained.

It is precisely because of this that you don't have to worry that my book will suddenly be eunuch or unfinished, because I still have to eat, and having money is the simplest reason to write it down.

That's it, the portal of the new book is below, if you are interested, you can take a look:

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Volume 186: Give Me a New Life: Chapter 110 Chapter [-] Chapter [-] 'Marry Me, Vic'

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Inner Ring of Longmen, "Swire" Playground.

The highest point of the Ferris wheel, temporarily stopped moving among the running carriages.

The golden afterglow of the setting sun spilled into the carriage, and Luper, who was dressed in an exquisite blue and black dress, had an elegant posture, knelt on one knee, his head slightly raised, and slowly opened the white and delicate velvet box in his hand.

The white-haired Volper sat on the seat, quietly watching the actions of Texas. With the opening of the velvet box, Volper's breath was slightly suffocated.

Texas's always cold face showed a gentle smile under the golden veil of the setting sun at this moment.

Orange eyes and crimson pupils looked at each other.

She smiled slightly:

"Why, are you moved enough to drop little pearls, Vic?"

Vic finally recovered from the unexpected shock, looked at Texas, and spoke with some difficulty.

"...Cellinina, since when did you start preparing...this?"

"If you're talking about rehearsals in your head..." Texas smiled.

"Probably, it was many years ago? Not long after we met, on the wedding of an elder, I sat in the church and watched the elder make a lifetime agreement with his lover..."

"Although I was surprised that the only figure that popped up in my mind at that time was actually you, but it doesn't seem to be worth the surprise, right?"

Texas seemed content with the surprise on Vic's face.

Such an expression is not common on this fox.

"And if we want to talk about this operation, I started preparations yesterday. It just so happens that Sir Chen from the Guard Bureau has a 'friend' who has some connections with the Swire Group, so..."

Texas frowned slightly,

"Then, dear, as my lover, my love, and the one I killed."

De Texas recited a series of nasty names that she would never say in a ritualistic manner. With a smile in her orange eyes, she gestured slightly forward to the velvet box with the ring embedded in it.

"Miss Vic Saluzzo, are you willing to make a vow with me in the church, under the watchful eyes of priests and priests, and with the blessing of friends?"

Texas restrained his smile, his delicate face looked serious and serious.

Joking words, but an extremely serious and solemn tone.

Similarly, in exchange for a teasing but serious response.

"Okay, Cellina Texas 'Mr.'."

Volper's deep red eyes blinked mischievously, and he stretched out his remaining left hand in front of Luper.

"I am willing to make a vow with you in the church, under the gaze of pastors and priests, and with the blessings of my friends."

Of course.

Texas took the ring out of the velvet box and put it on Vic's middle finger.

This is the engagement ring.

Originally, according to the custom of Syracuse, the engagement ceremony should be made by the man to propose to the woman, and after the woman agrees, put the ring on the woman's left middle finger.

When it comes to Vic and Texas, it's the other way around.

But it doesn't matter, Vic doesn't care about these so-called rules and regulations.

As long as Cellinina is happy.

Both he and Texas are the kind of people who have a sense of ritual, or most Syracuses pay more attention to ritual.

However, for Vic and Dexas, only "rituals" that can make themselves and each other happy can be included in the category of ritual sense.

To put it bluntly, it is probably 'I am willing to do this, so this is the sense of ritual that I pay attention to, regardless of how the world views it'.

The whole body of the ring was black and shaped like a chain. When worn on his hand, it fit perfectly with his fingers. It looked exquisite and unique. It was obviously tailor-made for him by Cellinina.

As Texas took out his mobile phone and sent a message, the carriage of the Ferris wheel continued to run.

Vic stared at the black ring on his left ring finger.

"Celinina, did you do this yourself? When?"

"Ah."

Texas responded, his face was as cold as if nothing had happened, and his tone was flat:

"I made it during the two years 'after your death'. I thought that in another year or two, after Syracuse stopped paying so much attention to 'Texas', I would go back and find your grave... "

"Then dig you out, put the ring on your finger, and put you back."

Texas calmly spit out words that would make ordinary people creepy.

There is no tradition of cremation in Syracuse, and most of them are used to burial.

Although Vic was infected with Originium Disease, in fact, Syracuse did not have a way to safely preserve the remains of those infected with Originium Disease, but it only required paying a relatively high price.

But in terms of the particularity of Vic Saluzzo, if he really died in Palermo...

Then, the patriarch of Saluzzo who was present, Alberto Saluzzo, would definitely bring Vic's body back to Volsini and the Saluzzo's house.

Even if he once blew up the Saluzzo house, even if he had a big fight with Alberto.