Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 3912: Hey, just let me hug it.

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In these two days, he almost tortured him crazy.

On the verge of collapse.

Watching Ye Qingluo hissing in pain in coma.

Looking at Ye Qingluo, it was cold and hot at that time, and it was painful.

He can't solve it at all.

In particular, I heard that Old Man Cang couldn't get in touch with Ye Qingluo either.

It's like an invisible force.

To completely separate Ye Qingluo from the outside world.

Di Moxuan's heart is even more restless.

Fortunately...

Xiao Luoer woke up.

It's the method that Old Man Cang taught him.

Infiltrated Ye Qingluo's consciousness space and brought her out of it.

But...

The danger in it.

He didn't intend to let Ye Qingluo know.

As long as his little Luoer wakes up safely and returns to him, that's enough.

Feel the slight ups and downs of the man's mood.

With the tightening force of both hands.

Ye Qing's chin was rubbed in the man's arms.

Then he lifted his head and looked at the man's chin with a smile.

My hands are also tightly wrapped around the man's waist.

She knows the mood of Emperor Moxuan at this time.

I also know the mood of Emperor Moxuan these past two days.

"Don't worry, I have woken up...I have come back, am I not in your arms now?"

The girl's soft voice is like a cat's claw, twitching the man's heart bit by bit.

This pose of a girl, this angle.

He can clearly reflect the girl's delicate and alluring face into the deepest part of his heart.

His pupils tightened suddenly.

A vaguely dim streamer fluttered.

In the next moment, the man raised his hand and pressed it on the back of the girl's head.

Bend over and lower your head.

The thin lips fit the girl's lips.

This kiss.

It's not like just now, it's just a simple ferry.

It's a strong, passionate kiss.

With a man's elegant sandalwood scent, full of nose.

As if anytime, it can stun her.

The cool lips of the two.

They all started to heat up.

This kiss, although the action is domineering, and full of his wild breath.

However, the movements are extremely gentle.

With both hands little by little, tighten her slender waist.

The palm is close to her waist, wandering constantly.

"A Xuan..."

Ye Qingluo was a little out of breath, her delicate body slumped in the man's arms.

The hands holding the man's skirt lost their strength.

Until Ye Qingluo's breathing becomes tight.

The man let go of her.

Hold her tightly with both hands.

The chin rests on the girl’s slender shoulders, and her low, hoarse voice brings out a trace of ambiguity: "Hey, let me hold it."

His voice is deep and magnetic.

In my breath, Yuya's sandalwood has almost confused Ye Qingluo's consciousness.

Especially the graceful, most bewitching face, leaning against her body at close range.

Ye Qingluo has no resistance at all, so she sinks into beauty.

The man's low voice, with a light breath.

Throwing in your ears, very attractive.

However, the man just hugged her properly.

Ye Qingluo didn't know that Di Moxuan was doing this for her, and was holding back his own hopelessness.

This man...

Although on weekdays, I flirt her, take advantage of her, and always say shameful words.

But no matter when, everything about him is centered on her.

No matter how uncomfortable I am.

Also only cares about her.

Fool...

Ye Qingluo's mouth raised a sweet and happy smile.

She raised her hand and cupped the man's cheek.

The man's face is very hot.

When she touched him.

I can clearly feel the palm of my hand, and I feel a slight stiffness.

She slowly straightened up, knelt down in front of the man, holding his face...