...Really God.

Liu Yu felt his throat tighten.

She never knew that she was so weak.

In front of a powerful presence close to her, she was as small as a dust, and the only resistance was to not let herself fall.

"What are you doing..."

The words were only spoken, and the back was wet.

The sweat was dense and dense, and the silk satin was soaked with water and wrapped around the tip of the nose. There was a dull, dizzy breath.

My hands are sweating too.

The palm of his right hand wrapped in him had a wet feeling.

As soon as Liu Yu earned it, he didn't break away, but when he saw his right hand stretched out, a pure white silk band appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Sipa bathed in the moonlight has a delicate sense of lightness.

But such a handkerchief was used by him to wipe his hands.

When he touched it lightly, her clenched hands opened.

On the tender and delicate palms, the thin sweat beads are like rolling teardrops.

Snowy Sipa slipped a little bit, and Liu Yu could only see the hands with distinct bones and slender jade, and the cuffs with gold edges on the white background rubbed the palm of his hand, and there was a rough and numb feeling.

In the quiet room, the small perception was magnified, and Liu Yu was startled and slammed back, but suddenly hit the door.

With a bang, the waist reached the door handle—

Her cold touch gradually calmed her down.

"...I thought you appeared in a lady's room late at night, which is out of order."

"I am the rule, Belia Fergus."

He announced to her that his tone was bland and his attitude was elegant.

It's funny, but extremely arrogant--

As if he were universal truth.

Liu Yu lowered his eyes, yes, for God who can create the world and make rules, he is everything.

"Looking up, Belia Fergus--" He took a step closer, "My patience is limited."

Liu Yu raised her head involuntarily, but dared not to look directly at the beautiful face that was close at hand, which could not be rejected by ordinary people. She fixed her eyes on the delicate rose flower buckle on his neck—

Then he noticed that he was wearing a pure white court dress.

On the large gold silk belt, red agate and emerald flowed under the moon.

"look at me."

He commanded again.

Liu Yu had no choice but to keep his head up, but he suddenly slammed into the emerald deep lake.

The lake is extremely calm.

He is watching her.

Liu Yu came to this conclusion almost immediately.

"I think that noble and great gods will not mean to bully a weak girl."

She tried to calm herself down.

"weak?"

God smiled.

Liu Yu saw him smile so close for the first time.

So beautiful, it seems that it can make the world and the world lose its color.

"I think a girl who is so bold that she dares to deceive is not soft."

He came down short and wrapped her in a breath of pine and snow.

The long, mercury-like hair fell into her neck and spread on her chest again. Liu Yu could feel the cold and hard texture of the rosette on his chest, and goose bumps suddenly appeared.

"Look, this is burning with anger, fear, and unwilling eyes, how beautiful." His cold fingers crossed her eyes. "Did you use these eyes to deceive everyone? Let those men fall for you... …"

"I do not have!"

Liu Yu defended himself.

"...Louis, Carlo, Kessel," Finally, "...and, stupid Gaia Leslie."

The "Gaia Leslie" spoken from his mouth angered her at once:

"Don't say that to him! You are not qualified!"

"Trust me, I am the most qualified in the world."

His jaw was grabbed by him, and Liu Yu was forced to look up and stare at him.

It was only then that she discovered that his lake green eyes were like a deep sea of ​​waves.

No one knew what was tumbling under the deep sea.

"Mr. Leslie is the best person in the world. He is gentle and courageous, and he is never stupid."

She retorted.

"He's being fooled by you, Belia Fergus. Before he died, he thought you loved him, isn't that stupid enough?"

He hates authenticity.

"Shut up! I love him—"

"--Love?"

He bullied all of a sudden, she was covered in his shadow, and looked at his green eyes, she saw the undercurrent of calm deep sea.

"Your love is to chat with others with a lovely smile, dance with others, and make dirty deals with the dark apostles? Belia Fergus, your love is really cheap."

"What about you?" Liu Yu was irritated. "Don't you be so cheap that you appear in my room at midnight?"

"Do not."

He calmed down suddenly.

"I obviously should be disgusted."

The thumb stroked her lips, her head slightly lowered, and her lips were about to touch.

It was avoided.

Liu Yu turned his head away, but he was forced back again.

In the dark, the two looked at each other.

"You drank Qingluo fruit wine."

He affirmed his voice and pinched her chin with cold fingers. This time, slightly lowered, he kissed.

This is a cold kiss.

Liu Yu was pressed against the door by him, and was forced to look up and kiss him.

The fragrance of Qingguo fruit lingers between lips and teeth, fresh as summer, but with a very close lingering.

He kissed extremely restrained, cold silver hair fell on her cheek, she opened her eyes and found that he was also looking at her.

Very strange feeling.

Obviously, the lips are intimately intertwined, like a pair of intimate lovers, with glued eyes, like enemies guarding each other.

No one flinched, just looked at each other and kissed.

The heat gradually climbed.

Just when the lake was green and rippling, Liu Yu took a step back when he thought he could not control it.

She felt the subtle sensation of pulling the lips as they slowly separated.

He returned to calm and even smoothed her messy neckline.

"You kissed me just now, take the initiative."

Liu Yu reminded him.

She still remembered the insult he gave to her just now.

"No, it was you who invited me,"

He narrated calmly.

"I do not have."

"Miss Fergus, didn't anyone tell you, Qingyao fruit wine means another," he paused, "kiss me."

"Almost everyone in the garden has drunk. You can kiss them."

Liu Yucun walked through the tunnel.

The two confronted each other in the dark.

The courtyard outside the gate began to be lively.

The noisy speech, accompanied by fine steps, moved from far to near.

"God doesn't know when it's gone... No one was blessed, Edith, did you see Miss Leonard's sloppy nose?"

"Margaret, you are mischievous again. But... Miss Fergus suddenly left, isn't it uncomfortable?"

"Why... let's knock on the door?"

"Tuk Tuk Tuk--"

The door was knocked.

"Miss Fergus, are you inside?"

"Miss Fergus, are you inside?"

Liu Yu didn't answer, she looked across, her green eyes in the dark, like the most beautiful gemstones.

"It seems not...Mr. Bieber, this time, you are going to be disappointed."

"No, I won't be disappointed if I can send the two ladies home. Edith, see you tomorrow."

The footsteps faded away.

Margaret and Edith said goodbye outside the door, and the doors on both sides closed.

In a long silence, he suddenly said:

"I'm sorry, I'm here, hindering your chance to invite Mr. Bieber, who can dance, into the door for a drink."

"Yes," Liu Yu said unwillingly, "Mr. Bieber will not kiss me while saying that my love is cheap."

"Isn't it cheap? A fleeting moment of love that is shorter than a meteor."

God spoke with a clear tone.

"Of course, it's as short as your buqi."

Liu Yu's stinging self-esteem made her speechless.