MTL - 100 Ways to Get the Male God-Chapter 2021 Ice and snow experiment restricted area (18)

The first generation has not yet awakened.

Yu Chu himself first practiced a set of martial arts. Just finished a cycle, she sweated, stopped and rested, seeing the teenager's eyelashes in the wheelchair tremble.

She quickly went over.

The first generation slowly opened his eyes, the purple grape-like scorpion, revealing the difficulty of just waking up.

He looked at the girl's figure, slightly rubbing his lips, his eyebrows picking up, his white cheeks bulging, like a little hamster who was dissatisfied and angry, and depressed.

Yu Chuwei, inexplicably understand where the first generation was angry, and quickly explained: "I have not left this room, have been here with you."

He took her to sleep, woke up but didn't take it... He might have thought she had left.

After listening to this, the delicate eyebrows of the boy were slightly loosened, and the red lips were scorned: "Water."

"Is it necessary to drink water?" Yu Chu quickly poured water on him and carefully handed it to the lips of the teenager.

The first generation raised the hand to pick up the cup.

The girl squinted nervously and took a sigh of relief. "You don't want to move, I will feed you."

In the first generation, I bought a beautiful purple dragonfly.

He did not refuse, and he bowed his head to drink water, but his eyelashes lifted up and looked at the girl's face.

She stared at the cup and her face was tense, and there was some crystal clear sweat on her nose. It was just left by practicing martial arts.

Drinking water, the teenager spread his hand and looked at her plainly: "Take me."

Yu Chu is hesitant.

Holding him, will he hurt more?

He has been experiencing pain all the time.

She asked: "Do you not hurt?"

The girl’s expression is worried. The teenager looked up at her calmly, and the white fingertips spread out flat. He picked up the mysterious and beautiful purple eyes, stared at her for a while, and suddenly licked his lips, revealing a small smile.

There was a faint dimple on the cheek of the white cheek.

"You take me, it doesn't hurt," he said.

The smile seemed to be a flash in the pan, and soon disappeared. The teenager is still plain.

The expression is cold and faint, and the voice has no emotions. It is very clever, like a little white rabbit.

"Really?" Yu Chu is a bit skeptical.

"Yeah." Looking at her in the first generation, her expression was not a little bit sloppy. "If you touch me, you won't hurt."

Yu Chu is a glimpse, and then laughs and laughs.

- Does he mean that he will not hurt when he meets her? She is not an analgesic, which is so amazing.

She did not take this sentence seriously, still carefully reached out and gently touched his fingertips.

Don't even dare to use too much force.

This is more than a sick beauty, this is a porcelain doll, must be held in the palm of your hand.

But she carefully touched her fingertips, but the other hand overhand, and the white hand held her finger.

Yu Chu was shocked and did not dare to struggle. He suddenly looked up at him nervously.

In the first generation, the eyelashes were hanging, the brows were slightly stretched, and the expression was still cold, but it looked very embarrassing.

Yu Chu carefully observed his expression, only finally let go of his heart, the other hand took the key to untie the thin chain, and solved the chain of the boy.

"You can't actually use power, right?"

Yu Chu took his hand, half-squatting under the wheelchair, looking up at the beautiful pale face of the teenager.

She licked her lips and asked, "You always have a pain in your body. It will hurt more when you inject sedatives. Right? Why use abilities today..."

Did not ask the words.

Looking at her in the first generation, she suddenly leaned over.

The teenager turned his face, the delicate and beautiful side face curls curled up, and kissed her forehead calmly.

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These days, there are even fewer [鞠躬] Sorry to let everyone wait for the hard work. Today, please make a fake adjustment and adjust, and then more than four times a day. After writing this plane, it may break more than a week to four weeks [small possibility] to tell everyone in advance. Very distressed, writing is always dissatisfied. The drama essay may not pursue the expression of writing, but the essay is the description and details of the card. It is not easy to express the sensation. It is more difficult to extend the wonderful details. Moreover, it is not only reasonable to draw the color, but there will be a lot of doubts about the color. Maybe I have a request for myself, but my level does not meet my standards, so I often feel very junk. Oh, knocking on my cranium shell. good night