Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

In the study.

Her eyes were facing each other, and she did not move as she sat in his arms and put her hand around his neck.

The light of the simulated sun is projected from the floating screen window. The ground is golden and the room is warm.

Xingyu knows that Hua Canling is just fighting with Chu Xiaotian. How can he believe her? He just cherished the harmony and beauty of this moment, and was deeply afraid that in a blink of an eye, she would expose her nature and return to the flower remnant spirit who used to divorce.

Chu Xiaotian and Wu gun were punished because they brought the white fan dish to him without permission, and let Hua Canling know the identity of the white fan dish and that he had such a fiancee.

He was thinking about how to make Hua Canling believe that he had only her in his heart, had no feeling for his fiancee, and never let the other party wait for him.

"I..."

"You..."

After looking at each other for a long time, they spoke and stopped at the same time.

Seeing that Xingyu was still so nervous, the palms around her small waist looked a little stiff and trembling. Hua Canling chuckled. One hand still hooked his neck, but the other hand covered his heart. He blinked his beautiful watery Phoenix eyes and said naughty, "you jump so fast here."

The star's face suddenly turned red and could not speak.

The place covered by her soft, soft hands was hot across the clothes. The heart beating fiercely for her was faster and faster, like a fish about to lack oxygen. It was so fast that he couldn't breathe and completely held his breath.

If a man has regular physical contact with a woman, he won't appear stiff and stiff.

Only a man who has never touched a woman will look like Xingyu now. It looks cold and cool on the surface, as if he is in control of everything. However, the rigid movements, stiff fingers, nervous body to sweat, disobedient tongue and flustered eyes all reveal the man's simplicity and emotional persistence, Deep love for her.

——How many blessings has she accumulated to get such love!

"Like me?"

Hua Canling half tilted his head and looked at him mischievously.

Starling looked at her eyes, and the color became deeper and deeper. When her chest was about to explode by the high-frequency beating heart, she hugged her tightly, buried her face in her hair, and said in a hoarse voice: "you know."

Yes, he likes her very much.

I feel that without her, there is no meaning to live.

What star patron saint is just trying to protect her growing up better and better with a stronger self.

"You never told me how I would know."

The flower remnant spirit was quiet and resentful. He let her choke.

Every time he hugged her, he was hairy and dry, regardless of weight. It seemed that he wouldn't pity her. In fact, it was because he had little experience in hugging people and was afraid that the other party would leave him, so he was so tightly restrained.

The flower remnant spirit of the previous life didn't understand. He thought he wanted to strangle her, married her inexplicably, and wanted to strangle her inexplicably, which made her so disgusted with him and their marriage.

The star age of more than 300 years old, if it were someone else, would not know how many women had rolled the sheets. Only her star would be so pure and clean.