Combined with the previously discovered fact that the two ceremonies had disappeared, the two ceremonies were immediately terrified.

Liang Yizhi, who was in the state of soul above his head, bumped Yu's head lightly. "Let's start, uncle."

"Weaving?!!" At the same time as the two rituals made a sound, the two rituals flashed a flash of light, and suddenly swept their eyes to the top of Yu's head.

Looking at the empty ceiling, the two rituals were stunned.

A drop of sweat adhered to the surface of the light ball-shaped Liangyi Weave. After all, it was the same source. The two rituals were too sensitive to her perception. It seems that if the future style is present, she will have to shut up obediently.

"Weaving?! Yes, you already know that." Yoo said to the two ceremonies calmly, scolding the pig teammates in his heart.

Hearing this, the pupils of the two rituals shrank greatly, and they lowered their heads in fear, like a frightened bunny, they suddenly retracted their arms, trying to withdraw the plain hand that had caressed You's face earlier.

"Snapped--"

Yu grabbed the arms of the two rituals abruptly, and suddenly leaned forward, pressing the whole person. On the body of the two rituals, his arms passed through the necks of the two rituals, and pressed on the bed screen behind, blocking all the girl's retreats.

Yu looked directly at the eyes of the two rituals that were dodging, and said in a flat tone. "Liangyizhi is already 'dead'."

The two rituals trembled all over, pursed their lips, and their rosy face gradually turned white.

In the next second, the two rituals suddenly stretched out their hands, hugged Yu's waist, and slammed their cheeks into Yu's Xiongyue bore.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!!!" With a crying voice, it kept ringing in Yu's ears.

"...Don't cry, don't cry!" Yu looked at the two ceremonies that were crying into tears with a dazed expression, stunned for a moment, stroked the hair of the two ceremonies, and comforted softly.

'By the way, weaving, what's the situation? ! ! ’

Yu asked Liang Yizhi with a strange expression, always with a cold face, and Liang Yi, who rarely saw other expressions, threw into his arms with tears in his eyes.

Moreover, the two rituals that I hate the most when others touch her hair on weekdays, but now I don't resist when he touches her, I always feel that things are getting weird!

'Well, didn't the previous style try to fight that dead apostle and get hit with a knife? It should be because of my own willfulness that I killed me, and then I feel extremely guilty about you, my "my" lover. ' Liang Yizhi said in a strange tone.

To put it bluntly, even if the soul is divided into two parts, the two rituals and the two rituals are still one and the same, so Xiongyue naturally understands each other's thoughts.

Knowing this, Yuu touched the hair of the two rituals with a strange expression, silently comforting the girl in her arms.

In other words, the two tearful ceremonies are really cute!!!!

‘Want to try it? Uncle, now, she won't resist whatever you do to the style. ' Liang Yizhi said meaningfully to Yuu.

Chapter 463

His ears moved slightly, and when he heard Liang Yizhi's meaningful words, Yu's left hand that was in the two ritual gowns was quietly withdrawn, and at the end, he tidied up the messy gowns.

Although it is said that he is often aroused by lust, but at the critical moment, Yu is still very sober.

At this time, if the raw rice is really cooked, when everything is clear, it is estimated that the two rituals and the two rituals will join forces for revenge, right? Perhaps, but also to add a root type?

The picture was so beautiful that Yuu couldn't even imagine the scene.

"Hum~" Liang Yizhi hummed twice, as if she was very satisfied with You honesty's behavior.

Humming a song, Liang Yizhi, who was in a happy mood, said with a smile. "Except for the last step, everything else is up to you."

"Take a stick to a sweet date, weaving, you've learned badly." Yu said helplessly with a stiff face.

You lowered her head, held down the shoulders of the two rituals in her arms, pushed it gently, and looked at the delicate face full of tears.

The two rituals trembled, and on their pale face, those slightly red and swollen eyes stared at Yu quietly.

As Ryogiori expected, the girl regretted her battle with Yuyu Ryunosuke months ago.

It was her who participated in the slaughter, it was also her who insisted on exchanging injuries for her life, and it was also her who deliberately let go of the opponent to block Yuu's revenge because of belligerence.

It should have been her two rituals who were supposed to 'die', but why, why would Liang Yizhi use her own life to make up for her fault...

Looking at the two rituals in front of her that were mired in self-mourning, there was a trace of pity on your face, and she raised her hand to take care of the shoulder-length black hair that was split between the two rituals, wiping away the tears on the girl's face.

In the face of Yu's actions, the two rituals stopped sobbing and silently allowed Yu to organize her appearance for her.

The two rituals pursed their lips, the cherry-colored mouth. The lips were bitten by the shellfish, and the teeth were biting with bloodshots. When she thought about it, it should be Liangyizhi who was enjoying the gentleness at this moment.

Yu looked at the bloodshot pale mouth. lips, kissed quietly.

"Ummm~"

The touch on her lips made the faces of the two rituals stiff, and the sudden kiss made her stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do.

"Ah~ha."

After more than ten minutes, the lips of the two slowly separated with several silver threads, and Yu looked dizzy in front of him. With a blushing face, cherry lips gasped continuously, drawing in the two rituals of oxygen.

"Everything is voluntary, don't think about it."

Hearing this, the pupils of the two rituals shrank.

After a while, the two rituals nodded silently, resting on the pillow and leaning lightly on the bed screen, falling into silence.

Seeing these two rituals, Yu shrugged helplessly, and turned his attention to the plastic bag that had been thrown aside to prevent the two rituals from self-harming.

"Have you eaten breakfast? Today I made a trip to Chinatown. Do you want to try Xiao Long Bao?" Yu said to the two ceremony while wrapping her breakfast in a plastic bag.

"I have no appetite." The two rituals took a deep breath, as if returning to their former indifference, and said calmly.

"Could it be that you want me to feed you? Do you need me mouth to mouth?" You raised an eyebrow, handed a box of Xiao Long Bao to the two ceremonies, and said with a smirk.

Looking at Yu with a smiley face in front of him, he mistakenly thought that Yu was pursing his lips during the two rituals of forcing a smile, raised his hand and took the xiaolongbao, took a bite, and ate slowly.

"Tsk, I thought I could take advantage." You pouted.

The two rituals of chewing the steamed buns paused slightly, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she looked at Yuu with flickering eyes.

In the next second, some wet cherry lips touched Yu's lips, and the chewed dough and meat filling were sent into Yu's mouth.

Yu, who had never thought of joking and a windfall, was stunned.

After the two ceremonies tried to escape, Yucai reacted, holding up the girl's delicate face, and gnawing at the cherry lip for a while.

After playing around for nearly an hour, Yu took the rest of the breakfast for one person, found a reason, and prepared to leave the ward.

As soon as he walked to the door, he turned his head and said to the two rituals, whose face was slightly red, with some worry. "Don't waste the magic eyes that weaving left behind."

The two rituals trembled and nodded silently.

Seeing the two ceremony nods, Yu pushed open the door and stepped forward.