Lolita Three Princess Kiss 42
The cold wind howled by, piercing the heart. Yimus led Xueer's hand, giving her care and protection, warming her nerves.
Xue Er was humiliated by Yimusula for a long time, Xue Er wondered why she didn't resist.
The sound of footsteps echoed in her ears, a man and a woman were running down the empty corridor.
"Bang......" Not long after, the door inlaid with gold lay down magnificently and retired gloriously.
One foot stepped into the door, and the other followed in. Imus stopped in his tracks, slowly turning around, his clothes soaked with sweat.
Panting heavily, Yimus frowned and asked Xue'er in a blaming tone: "Who told you to splash water on her? You've fallen into her trap."
Xue Er stared blankly at Yimus, her beautiful pupils were as beautiful as a demon, Xue Er turned her head away and moved her thin lips fiercely: "You came to find me, it shouldn't be just to ask me these things, right?"
A short sentence, Imus was choked and couldn't answer back.
"Not...," After a few minutes of silence, Yimus gazed at Xue'er with deep emotions and spoke softly.
Under the romantic lamplight, everything is so beautiful, so enchanting...
Xue'er bit her lip, and in her heart, she slowly felt a stirring. She glanced over at Yimusu's long face.
Exquisite facial features, as if carved to perfection, with deep affection in his silver eyes. His pale face had no expression, but it was translucent and tenderly charming, captivating people's hearts.
"Are you alright?" Imus suddenly thought of something, his heart skipped a beat, and his serious face turned into a worried expression.
At Yimus's question, Xueer finally looked down at her maize-colored dress, which was stained and sticky with red handprints here and there, looking awful.
So. Anger surged up again in his heart.
Blackhead, coal tar.
"I have clothes here, you go change first, I'll find someone to bring a skirt over right away."
Yī mù sū turned around and walked towards the closet, pulled out a super-large bathrobe with a few tugs, and then forcibly stuffed it onto Xuě ér's body, pushing her into the bathroom.
Nor did he consider whether Xue Er agreed or disagreed.
Xue Er walked into the bathroom with a dark face, hugging her clothes.

