Chapter 2493 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (35)

It is like the heat that is burned by the flames.

She is very uncomfortable, her forehead is hot sweat.

But she just quietly grabbed his hand and then endured, no further.

Their clothes are next to each other, and the only touch.

But only her fingers, the depressing power of his wrist.

He licked his more blushing thin lips and his face was a little more blushing.

Juvenile jade-like face, in the light, because of the red on the cheeks, and a fascinating evil.

His fingers suddenly forced, but instead grabbed her weak wrist.

The girl’s overly fragile wrist made his fingertips tremble and he didn’t dare to work too hard.

Bai Weiwei was slow to understand his movements.

Xia's other hand was already on her shoulder, and he got up and forced her to step back.

Then the teenager who stood up, turned her posture and pushed it directly into the chair.

Bai Weiwei sat heavily on the chair.

Fortunately, there are cushions, but it doesn't hurt much.

It was this reversal that made Bai Weiwei even more dull.

After all, sweet fragrance is to make her lose her mind.

She hasn't had a big animal, and she is so hungry that she is very restrained.

She looked up, and in the eyes of her eyes, she reflected his face and was amazed.

The teenager seems to be a little annoyed, but more is a kind of uncontrollable evil.

He slid smoothly with one hand on her wrist and the other on the chair behind her.

Then he bowed his head, and the broken hair of honey fell to his eyes. His eyes were like purple clouds, and he had a beautiful color.

"I really doubt how you were deceived as a witch."

The witch is like her.

He does not need to destroy the witch.

Even if it is weak, it is still so simple and tender.

It’s hard to let her bully.

Bai Weiwei was flushed and looked at his eyes and tried to think about his problems.

Then her voice softly said: "I am, my mother let me be, Xia."

If simple, cruel reasons.

When a witch gives birth to a girl, she will imprint the witch's mark on the child.

So she couldn't choose from the beginning.

The last trace of Xia’s heart disappeared.

He whispered to himself, "I will forgive you for your identity."

Bai Weiwei looked like a mist of water and seemed to struggle to understand his words.

She even felt that her wrists were too tight and wanted to break free.

But the next moment, her eyelashes trembled, and the lips were pressed by the teenager's white thumb.

Xia Ya did not use the remaining fingers and touched her jaw.

The thumb is not light or heavy, clutching her lips.

His voice is very dumb, "Hey, don't move."

Bai Weiwei looked at him slyly, and sure enough, he was confused.

Xiaya licked her lips and her breathing began to feel hot.

He turned his back to the light, the lower eye of the hair.

Covered by the shadows, the cold purple scorpion lost its cleanliness on weekdays, but it was a bit more intense and hot.

The girl's smart and soft look is more sweet than any.

All come to make people lose their senses.

He has always suppressed, calmed, and abstinence.

Today, I found out that I was a man.

Still an impulsive man.

Xia Yaguang was faintly staring at her innocent face.

Finally, he sighed slightly with his thin lips.

The thumb left her lips, her lips were soft, and she was forced by his strength to press a shallow print.

Young people’s eyes are deeper and more dangerous.

He was careless and his thumb was so soft that he passed his lips.

The thin lips, like petals, exude an unusually sweet scent.

Then his tongue seemed to be inadvertently, licking the lips.

(End of this chapter)