Interstellar: Soft and Adorable Bunny Shocked the Internet Again

Chapter 227 Whoo Whoo Whoo

The little rabbit's face turned redder, he looked away and said in a low voice, "If you want to see it, it's not impossible."

Ahhh what a shame! How could he say such words as inviting Ling Weichuan!

But...he really misses Ling Weichuan very much, in every way.

Jiang Zhiyu rubbed his legs, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Ling Weichuan's eyes seemed to be on fire. No one could understand how attractive Jiang Zhiyu was across a screen.

Especially his shy expression now, and his slightly parted lips because of nervousness.

Really...everywhere is fucking him.

The nasal cavity of His Royal Highness is getting hotter and hotter, and something hot is slipping down the nasal cavity.

'Clap! Slap! '

At this moment, the sound of nosebleeds dripping on the back of his hand was particularly obvious.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at Ling Weichuan in shock.

Ling Weichuan was also shocked, his nosebleed was so fast that he wanted to wipe it with his hand when he noticed it.

But the speed with which he raised his hand was not as fast as the blood flowed, which caused the nosebleed to drip on the back of his hand.

"Honey... are you angry?" the little rabbit asked weakly.

Ling Weichuan still raised his hand to wipe the blood, his eyes darkened: "Yes, I got angry. I got angry because I haven't hugged you for a long time. Jiang Zhiyu, do you understand what I mean?"

The little rabbit shrank back in fright. He always felt that the current Lingweichuan was a little scary.

He will not turn into a lion, but into a super satyr.

Jiang Zhiyu breathed softly, ah, it's too bad.

Is he too nervous? The skirt was soaked with sweat.

Ah, or is it not sweat?

The voice of His Royal Highness swallowing saliva also became very loud, it was deafening.

"Lingweichuan, can you control the sound of your own breathing? It's so noisy!" Jiang Zhiyu didn't dare to breathe loudly himself, so why Lingweichuan could!

His Royal Highness' breath cannot be small, it can only get bigger and bigger.

"Baby, didn't the punishment say that there is still a confession? Can you make up your confession now?"

Jiang Zhiyu froze for a moment, tangled for a long time, nodded in embarrassment, and lowered the camera at the same time.

"I love you, Ling Weichuan."

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Wen Xi outside was already asleep, and he didn't intend to wait for Jiang Zhiyu to come out.

He could understand that His Royal Highness, who was guarding the vacant room at home, would definitely not end up so soon.

Jiang Zhiyu was covered in sweat, and his eyes were moist as if he had cried.

"Woo hoo."

His Royal Highness laughed very happily.

"By the way, you can send me a screenshot later."

"?" Ling Weichuan paused, "Really? Are you sure you want to see it?"

Jiang Zhiyu realized in an instant, Ling Weichuan, this idiot lion, must not have taken any good pictures!

"But I want to send blurry photos to my classmates to make sure that I'm wearing women's clothes. If I don't have photos, wouldn't I be a person who can't afford it?" Jiang Zhiyu looked at Ling Weichuan with his arms crossed.