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Chapter 116 Finale

The woman slowly opened her eyes, and when she met the man's drooping eyebrows, he was almost mocking her.

Immediately afterwards, Sang Yihuan smiled, very relaxedly.

She asked: "Isn't that possible?"

"Xie Chao, I can't covet you..."

The woman said seriously, looking at him steadily, tiptoeing slightly, raising her body higher, regardless of the fact that there was only an inch between her neck. With your palms, lean forward slightly and hold your neck up with your own hands.

The temperature is like boiling hot water falling into an ice cave, causing a little trembling, and the ice can't help but retreat.

Looking down at the palm of his hand, Xie Chao stared at the place where the two met.

So delicate, so fragile.

As long as it is tightened slightly, the person's face will turn red and he will be out of breath. Finally, he will die tragically like a butterfly that cannot survive in winter.

The close breath told Xie Cha that his territory was being invaded.

Faced with his warning, Sang Yihuan was not afraid. She hugged Xie Cha with one arm and got closer, while the other was silently carried behind her.

A light kiss fell on the ear.

Like a butterfly stagnant in the ripples of the lake, calm and infatuated.

Sang Yihuan felt the slight movement of the pinna on her lips, and the heat suddenly surged up.

She leaned closer and said, "I seem to have had a dream, in which I saw you many times."

With one sentence, Xie Chi took a step back in shock.

The emotion was fleeting, Xie Chao had a cold face, and his palms tightened slightly. Sang Yihuan felt the accumulation of air and couldn't help but hold his hand.

Neither of them spoke, Sang Yihuan was spying on his expression, while Xie Chao's eyes were scattered and covered with a layer of hazy fog.

The air was stagnant, and Xie Chao smiled: "Sang Yihuan, why do you think I will let you go? Do you think I am still a dog that comes and goes when you call me?"

At the end of the sentence, his tone became cold. Quite a few.

Under the restraint, Sang Yihuan could not speak, her eyes were flushed, and she shook her head slightly.

As the two looked at each other, spring flowers scattered and their hair became entangled.

God, the wind is blowing.

Xie Chao's red pupils moved slightly, and his hands became more and more merciless. Sang Yihuan's hands behind his back couldn't stop trembling, and his eyes were a little distracted. She held his hand and patted it feebly.

【Host! ! You big bad guy, big villain! Let go! Let go! ! ! 】

The system turned into a blue ball and punched and kicked Xie Chao, but to no avail.

In a daze, Sang Yihuan saw the slanting light in the foggy sky shrouding Xie Cha.

It was clearly a rare glimmer in the sky.

The narrow light, the handsome young man, all this makes people addicted.

Sang Yihuan felt that it was not light, but a cage in the abyss, trapping her favorite boy there, alone.

He stood upright, as stiff as wood.

Ups and downs, in the abyss that no one dared to enter, the sword light passed by, carving out bloody paths.

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