Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

Don't let her pretend to be coquettish. Even if she is allowed to devote herself immediately, she is willing to write this damn review book without a pen.

If the corners of Xingyu's mouth seemed to have no ground, he slightly hooked it. With a glance in his eyes, the pen seemed to have given birth to wisdom and fell on the hand of Hua Canling. He said, "if you have consciousness, write it out."

Hua Canling blinked, then begged for mercy with that tired and delicate voice: "I have realized, and I am still very deeply aware. I will no longer act alone. In case of danger, I will inform my dear at the first time! Can I write it in another way?"

The exquisite little face was red, and the skin wanted to be broken. Whether it was a smile or anger, it was incomparably vivid and lovely. It was like a finger stirring his heart, stirring his heart bit by bit. A burst of heat flow rose from his lower abdomen, and the stars stared at her motionlessly. The golden eyes flowed and glittered.

"Mr. Xiang, why don't you punish me to warm your bed tonight!" the flower remnant spirit he saw so blessed his soul. He threw the pen again, jumped up, jumped over, hung it on Xingyu, put his arms around his neck, and put his feet around his waist, which was cheap.

He mentioned the birth of a son. As a result, he often ran away at the last minute.

Hua Canling feels very depressed... However, it can be done later. Hei hei... He immediately hugged the "tree man" more and more tightly like a koala.

The eye color of an iceberg man was so dark for a moment. He stretched out a hand to hold her to prevent her from falling down when she was hanging. He didn't say anything. With a wave of his hand, a 3D image appeared in the study out of thin air. That was a short film explaining the ancient earth book writing posture, pen holding posture and writing stroke sequence reserved before human beings entered the interstellar high-tech civilization.

"Look carefully, with your wisdom, you can fully master it in less than five minutes." Xingyu didn't let go of the charming person in her arms. It's rare to see her charming side today. She turned her around in her arms, sat on the chair, held her hand holding the pen, followed the action of the image, and patiently taught step by step.

The whole person was firmly held, the gentle chest behind her was close to her back, and the light breath was on her head. Hua Canling felt like a child cared for by her parents. The person behind her, no matter what she did, supported a sky for her and let her fly freely.

If she had not experienced a previous life, how could she know the deep love and infinite tenderness hidden from his towering cold face to death.

The three words "review book" in upright regular script fell on the simulation paper. Hua Canling sighed in his heart. With infinite guilt for his previous life, he turned his head and said seriously word by word under Xingyu's smiling golden eyes: "Xingyu, I like you."

The man looked at her quietly. Her expression was still high, cold and handsome. If it weren't for the deep and dark eyes that let out the excitement like an explosion in her heart, her ears were all red, and the heartbeat like a beating drum close to her back, she thought she was confessing with a wax statue that didn't respond.

"Cough, cough," the star gave a false cough twice, slowed down the heart frequency that jumped too fast, let go of the hand holding her hand, put a ring around her waist, and said solemnly and gently: "write carefully, don't want to give up halfway."