MTL - 100 Ways to Get the Male God

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He leaned slightly, and the soft, thin lips gently touched the girl's forehead, slid across the deep blue, and then reached the pillow side and propped up.

He whispered:

"Can you... fall in love with me?"

The eyelashes of the people underneath trembled, and finally slowly opened their eyes, a pair of clear and gentle brown eyes, fixedly watching him, with inexplicable emotions.

The juvenile's long and thick eyelashes lingered, and the white tender cheeks showed a small soft and tender dimple.

He leaned slightly and held his hands on her shoulders. He climbed onto the bed unhurriedly, buried his beautiful cheeks in her neck, and gently rubbed it. The voice was soft as usual: "Lyan, you Woke up."

After a pause, he gently said:

"You are awake, why are you sleeping?"

Yu Chu let him hug himself, staring at the ceiling, thinking blankly -

Of course... in order to know what you think.

I turned over and over all night, worried about the pain of the other side walking, I don't know if the knife would pierce the body... I thought about it, what it means to pierce the body, what it does not penetrate into the body.

Until the kiss that fell on the forehead, and the sound of the teenager as if sighing...

Everything is settled.

The teenager was propped up from her, looking at her with a beautiful look of ice blue. Yu Chu looked back and felt that his brain was a little chaotic for a while, and he didn’t know what to say.

"Wake up."

The beautiful boy suddenly smiled.

In the eyes of the cockroaches, it seems to be full of peach blossoms in March and April, with a little lingering and awkwardness. Anmoer gently picks up her wrist and fixes it on her head with one hand, with a smile and a strange look. The meaning.

The slender white fingers gently tapped her lips, and the young boy was dull and whispered:

"I can do this for you, you obviously don't hate me, why must you..."

He did not say anything.

Yu Chu shook his head subconsciously, "I..."

"Ryan, don't say it." The teenager suddenly smiled slightly, on the beautiful white tender cheeks, the soft and lovely dimples were looming. He softly said: "You said that you don't like me... I don't want to hear this."

He bent and the watery blue eyes looked at her quietly, softly:

"I, I like you the most."

The girl suddenly opened her eyes.

The teenager smiled sweetly, pushing her two hands to the top of her head and gently lowered her head.

The petal-like lips covered, and his soft tongue tipped and he went deep into the lips.

Yu Chu’s eyes widened and he saw a long, thick eyelash in front of his eyes, which trembled with the owner’s breath, like the wings of two butterflies.

His gloomy breathing linger, the red lips contain her lips, the tip of the tongue is very skillful to gently suck, the faint fragrance between the lips and teeth, so that the girl's gaze almost instantly blurred, breathing gradually rush.

When the boy finally left, Yu Chu had a red cheek and could only breathe.

She looked at Anmore in an incredible way. She did not expect that she was an old aunt, but she was panted by the innocent little mermaid.

A slender white hand reached over and gently covered her eyes. The juvenile voice is soft and authentic:

"Ryan, what should I do? I really like you, I want to hide you, only I can see..."

His beautiful soft thin lips fell gently between her neck, giving a feeling of numbness.