MTL - 100 Ways to Get the Male God

After bathing, holding the thoughts of the monks, Yu Chu knocked on the door of the Great God, leaning his arms against the door, frowning and thinking about the way to let people out.

To be honest, that person would be so angry, a little unexpected. It doesn't feel like much...

That is not her own emotion.

Although from the perspective of the Great God, it is her.

Well, he is angry, "self" once liked others...

Yu Chu frowned and thought about it in silence.

If you know that God has liked others... I am afraid I will be wronged and angry.

Even understanding, it will be sad.

... well, it’s her fault.

She sighed, and at the moment the door opened, she immediately showed a smile, and looked up at the inside person with a smile: "Hey, are you going to sleep?"

After that, he secretly spurned himself, what nonsense was said.

The teenager looked at her silently.

His dark hair was slightly damp, as if there was a misty mist covering the good-looking cockroaches, his body was slightly fragrant, and his face looked pale.

The white pajamas are lined with juvenile black hair, the skin is white and snowy, and the appearance is consistently beautiful and beautiful.

He glanced at her faintly before he put down the hand holding the door frame and leaned over to look inside the room. The sound was calm and waveless. "Come in."

Yu Chuyu walked in.

Su Shibai closed the door and saw the girl walked over and took the hair dryer attentively. "The hair is still wet, come, let me blow your hair for you."

He paused and sat down on the couch, holding her shoulder behind her.

The girl's five fingers, through the teenager's slightly wet and smooth hair, the movement is very gentle.

Yu Chu, while holding a hair dryer, looked at the delicate side face of the boy from behind.

His side face is beautiful, his earlobe is white and tender, and the whole person is under the light, it is simply "crystal clear".

She rubbed her lips and her eyes lifted slightly.

She blew her hair quietly, and she put the hair dryer aside and lowered her head to his neck.

The girl bent down and wrapped her hands around her neck from behind her, sticking to his side face, and the skin contact felt smooth and delicate. She blinked. "Don't be angry, I didn't like him, really."

On the previous plane, Anger was very jealous. Now, although I have changed my cold character, I still eat the same thing, but it is exactly the same...

The teenager slightly passed his face.

His delicate eyebrows, silent, long upturned eyelashes, a quiet silence.

After a while, he returned to sight.

Yu Chu stared at his long, rolling eyelashes, and his shadow was faint under his eyes. Then I heard the voice of the teenager's sullen voice, whispered: "Do not blame you... that is the previous thing, you like others, I can understand."

Yu Chu squatted.

The juvenile bite the thin, blushing lips and the dark eyes, as if they were hidden in the mist.

Yu Chu hasn't seen the faint look in his shackles. The slender teenager is coveted and calms up.

The girl who was still around his neck couldn't catch it, and he was brought up with his movements.

The beautiful white hand looped over her waist and turned around, her whole person was thrown on the sofa.

She did not respond, and looked straight at the boy.

The exquisite eyebrows of the man against the light, only the bottom of the broken light, a light.

He rubbed his lips and narrowed his eyes:

"But, in the future, don't like anyone. You can only, like me."