A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Shu Ange's act of igniting turned the kiss into a violent and hurried storm.

Hua Ditang held the back of her head in one hand and deepened the kiss, their lips and teeth lingering like fire.

Taboos, dangers, degeneration, all rationality is lost in the uncontrollable ****, Hua Ditang's obsidian eyes shine with a different kind of light.

Shu Ange kept leaning back, her long hair draped over her shoulders, her eyes were confused, and her innocent and fair face was as red as peach blossoms. She couldn't help hugging Hua Ditang's tight waist and abdomen, her posture innocent and innocent.

This kiss was like opening Pandora's Box, releasing the devil and desire in Hua Ditang's heart.

After kissing for a long time, he let go of Shu Ange, his slender fingers traced her eyebrows again, his temperament was like ice and fire, exuding a strange sense of disobedience.

"you are mine."

His low and hoarse voice is so **** that it makes people tremble, tearing off the gentle and elegant disguise, Hua Ditang is like a lone wolf wandering in the dark night.

She seemed to have provoked a remarkable person. Shu Ange's chest was ups and downs, and she stared at Hua Ditang blankly, showing a look of confusion and shyness: "Mr. Hua, are you willing to be with me?"

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly like butterfly wings, and Hua Ditang's fingers rested on Shu Ange's brows, gently smoothing her frown.

"I will give you one last chance to choose to give up. If you choose to continue to seduce me, you will be imprisoned by my side forever in this life."

Hua Ditang took a step back and put on the gold-rimmed glasses, regaining the elegance and calmness of the past.

Whether he is elegant or crazy, every aspect makes Shu Ange unable to refuse.

"I don't regret or give up, Mr. Hua, I will always be with you."

She called Teacher Hua as innocent and innocent, pure and lovely like an angel, Hua Ditang felt a touch of guilt in her heart, but was quickly broken by the long-suppressed feelings.

He stretched out his hand towards Shu Ange and said two words lightly, "Come here."

Shu Ange walked over obediently, Hua Ditang's fingertips walked all the way from her cheek to her small and delicate earlobe, put her lips together, and licked it lightly.

The **** without any meaning of ****, warm and humid, caused Shu Ange to shiver and called softly: "Mr. Hua."

Hua Ditang leaned down, hugged Shu Ange and whispered in a whisper, "There is no chance to go back, from now on, you can only be mine."

"I would."

"Both of these paintings are very good. Are you going to consign them under your real name, or do you use a single word?"

Hua Ditang straightened up, unfolded Shu Ange's previous paintings, and asked in a gentle tone.

For some reason, his departure made Shu Ange feel a faint sense of loss in his heart. The two of them were still charming, and they discussed the sale of paintings and calligraphy in a blink of an eye.

Shu Ange suddenly felt that Hua Ditang's old and pedantic style would be difficult to change for the rest of his life.

"Just use the word Ange. Please keep your real identity and name a secret for now."

After she finished speaking, she smiled slyly: "I still want to sell more money."

The same painting, from a mysterious painter, is naturally more expensive than that of a female high school student under the age of 18.

"Okay, I will help you put it in your friend's painting and calligraphy shop. As for the price, you don't have to worry about it. My friend has a very good eye and is also a good businessman."

"Well, that's good, I'll trouble Teacher Hua."

Hua Ditang remained calm, and Shu Ange also put away her lingering thoughts. She wanted to see how long Hua Ditang could be serious.

The two people who are in a relationship with each other, get along as usual.

After analyzing the current calligraphy and painting market, Hua Ditang drove Shu Ange out to eat. No candlelight dinners, no roses and fireworks, not even holding hands.

After eating, Hua Ditang sent Shu Ange downstairs. After she waved her hand upstairs, she silently complained that Hua Ditang was puzzled.

Hua Ditang leaned on the car, watching the lights on the third floor come on, unconsciously reached out and took out a cigarette, but when he found the lighter, he put the cigarette back again.

The night wind is slightly cool, the leaves are rustling, and the faint voices of people in the distance are full of human fireworks.

"I like Hua Ditang, I like it very much."

"I love you and will always be with you."

Her energetic voice kept replaying in Hua Ditang's ears. He stretched out his hand to hold the position of his heart, a strong joy that seemed to jump out of his chest.

Age, identity, public opinion, taboo.

No matter any obstacle, it was difficult for him to change his mind, and there was a slight tenderness in Hua Ditang's eyes.

She is still too young, hot as a flame, bright as spring, unaware of the fear of people, and the dangers of the future.

But what about this.

Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, even if thousands of people block it, he will unswervingly stay with her and protect her behind him.

If she changed her mind, after all, she is so beautiful and so young, and her life has just begun.

The smile in Hua Ditang's eyes solidified. He looked up at the lights on the third floor and said to himself, "In this life, you can only belong to me."

Time flies fast, half a month after the college entrance examination, the results will be announced in two days, and then it is the time to fill in the volunteers that make millions of exam headaches and look forward to.

When the college entrance examination results are about to come out, the class group is full of 999+ news every day, and most people are nervous and worry about gain and loss.

Shu An sang very leisurely, spending most of his time painting, or discussing with Hua Ditang his experience and experience on the economic history of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Hua Ditang corrected her notes very carefully, and sometimes there were more comments and questions than she wrote.

Yuanhua University has a good law and order. Hua Ditang finally stopped hiding from Shu Ange. The two would go for morning jogs together, occasionally go fishing together, and visit the Antique Studio and the Painting and Calligraphy Pavilion together.

Hua Ditang always had a vague sense of indebtedness to let a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old accompany him to lead a middle-aged life ahead of schedule.

Shu Ange didn't care. Rather than sing K, dance with her classmates, and go to the ice skating rink for skating, she prefers to experience the beauty of cultural relics and antiques together with Hua Ditang.

Li Jingzhu and Song Tianhang have been unwilling to call Shu Ange home. After the two of them were blocked, they used colleagues, work units or public phones to repeatedly call and text Shu Ange.

The behavior of the two made Shu Ange extremely disgusted, and their hypocritical expressions were disgusting.

Shu Ange was reading a book when his cell phone rang. When he saw an unfamiliar caller number, Shu Ange was almost instinctively disgusted.

However, in the past few days, the school may have a notification at any time. Shu Ange was afraid of missing an important call, so he could only press the answer button.

"Jinglan, something happened to your sister. She suddenly had a stomachache and the fetal heart was unstable. She had to see you before going to the hospital. Come back soon!"