Devil's Body Temperature (MTL) [COMPLETED]

103. Hey！ Satan (6) END

The sea breeze screamed and it was not a good day tonight.

Gao Qiong protruded a head, no moon in the sea, far seemed to hear the sound of waves hitting the hull. She saw the dim light reflecting the shadows of the men and women not far away.

In the light and shadow, he removed the mask himself. Lifting the chin of the girl in her arms, she lowered her head slightly.

Gao Qiong felt bitter in his mouth and stomped away. She thought that this time she must owe her a lot of love.

Bei Yao smelled the salty taste of the sea breeze, mixed with the sense of cleanness in the man's arms. His lips were cold, like the scent of the lighthouse not far from the sea.

She couldn't close her eyes and saw what he looked like.

He is indeed no longer the youthful Pei Chuan, and the years of loneliness have settled between his eyebrows. For Beiyao, coming to this world is a sudden incident in the classroom, but for Pei Chuan, it is five years after her death and more than a thousand days and nights of redemption.

At first she had no choice but to hold the man's shirt, his kiss was very light. Beiyao was worried about the "death" in his body. She didn't know what kind of pain it was.

Gradually, she understood.

There was cold sweat on his forehead, even though it was not cold weather in midsummer and June, but his skin was cold.

Pei Chuan's body temperature has been hot, this is the only exception.

Bei Yao staggered the man's lips, she had no strength, leaned on his shoulder, and said softly: "Send me back, I know you hurt."

He pursed his lips, fingered her on the cheek, and only smiled lightly.

"You asked me if you liked you very much." He said, "I like it very much."

When he said this, her slender fingers pulled her chest.

Beiyao was afraid of his pain, but when she heard his confession, she was happy in her heart and tried to lift her small head and kissed his chin.

He touched her hair.

Beiyao thought, this would be fine, no matter in which world, Pei Chuan rarely touched her, this kiss is an exception today.

He remained silent for a moment, controlled the wheelchair to step back two times, and closed the door.

The sound of the waves was cut off indoors, and Beiyao looked at him puzzled without a response.

Satan unbuttoned her covered clothes again, the girl's waist was slender, and her skin was pale in the warm yellow room.

His slender fingers protruded from inch to inch, like the king patrolling his territory.

Delicate waistline, cute waist.

Bei Yao's cheeks were flushed, and she lifted her hands hard to pinch his sleeves.

Satan pursed her lips and said, "You can say no."

She opened her mouth and saw his pale lips.

She had always thought that it was a long time ago, and satan did not like her as much as Pei Chuan. He had meetings all day, and most of the time he did not join her. When he looked at her, his eyes seemed to look at the wind, water, mountains, and blue sky, as if he lacked a lot of love. It seems that even if she leaves one day, satan can still pass by without any waves.

Now she knows how much he loves her.

His fingers moved down inch by inch, and his sweat was sore and his pupils contracted slightly, but his eyes were gentle.