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what the hell?

Lixiang opened her mouth blankly, and then, before the same soft lips were attached, she heard this kind of laughter: "So, we have to close our eyes."

"Hmm--"

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"Miss Skaha! Miss Skaha! I kissed it! Senior and Xia Ming kissed it!"

Ma Xiu put her hands on her small face and put on a shy look, between her fingers...No, both eyes are exposed, it can't be regarded as finger crevices at all, right?

"Hmm, even though I am still very young, it seems that it is not suitable for this style of picture."

For Skaha, who didn't have much mood swings in the scene before him, his heroic eyebrows couldn't help but curled into a horoscope, and he sighed with a little helplessness.

"Woo..."

Matthew, who was trapped in a state of no one else, mumbled to himself: "On the beach at night, there are only two people in the world... with many stars, the sky looks great... surrounded by stars and the ocean. The two who hugged and kissed... an incredible feeling, is this love? What are you going to do next?"

Next...

"I don't think there is any incredible feeling at all."

Even Skaha couldn't help showing a subtle expression. She turned her head to look at the girl like a curious baby. While thinking about whether to drive her back, she said: "Although it is because Realistic helplessness. However, if the man needs to stand on tiptoe to kiss, I remember that even in modern times, many people will criticize it? And although the little devil is very mature in mind, his appearance looks really good. It's easy to make people care. Mmm, I don't understand that this kind of scene makes people feel romantic, but if you think about these things carefully... Forget it, I'm still not suitable for this kind of thing."

A series of words finally attracted Matthew's attention. She turned her head and curiously said: "I always feel that Miss Skarha seems to understand? And there is a delicate feeling in her eyes, I thought Skar Miss Ha's view of this kind of thing will be even more... more Celtic?"

Brave!

strength!

force!

——The above is roughly the Celtic view of love.

But of course, good boy Matthew just thinks that everyone in Celtic is a bit too masculine, and it's easy to give people a feeling of being strong.

Moreover, unlike anecdotal legends that may lead to errors in records due to too long time, Matthew, who is actually getting along with some Celtic heroes, feels that they are quite reliable, and they are indeed very manly.

In general, it is a group of people who fit the typical heroic image of heroic people, and it is only natural that they will become heroic spirits.

Skaha shook his head, a little bit ridiculous: "Although the type I like is warriors, but that doesn't mean that I only have the values ​​of warriors?"

"Is that so? That's right... Ah, that's right! Zhengtai is also very good!"

The soul of Zhengtaikong, who was trying to suppress it in front of Xia Ming, suddenly burned, and Ma Xiu rarely showed a glorious appearance: "The figure is petite and slender, looks cute, has good skin, and has a brilliant smile. Beautiful eyes, clear voice sounded very pleasant, innocent and innocent look very cute and cute, small body makes people want to be hugged in his arms and loved--Ah, no, sorry! I just want to..."

"……fine."

Matthew’s flustered tone made Scarha, who had diverted his attention halfway through the words, withdrew her gaze. She smiled slightly, changed the subject and directly proposed to Matthew: “Speaking of which, those two people are probably going to be tonight. I'm not free, so let's wait until the daytime tomorrow. Anyway, it's not bad for this evening."

"No time? Not all night?"

Matthew couldn't help turning her gaze to the distant beach. This time she didn't even cover her face. Instead, she held one hand and pointed her index finger on her chin, tilted her head and curiously said: "Senior, they are so busy. ……?"

The sudden pause made Scarha's eyes twitch.

It seems that she should have been taken away directly...

Matthew's blushing cheeks, slightly trembling body and some swaying arms supported, showed her inner restlessness, she seemed to be dumbfounded, a little stammered: "That...that, Miss Scarha ...?"

"Um?"

"Why...before, Senior wants to...put his hand...into Xia Ming's...trousers?"

"Perhaps you want to take off his pants, right?"

"This... isn't... ah no, that... why do you want to take off your pants?"

"..."

Skaha sighed silently. She patted Matthew on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Since we have reached this point, let's leave now."

"Oh oh."

Matthew, who seemed to be awakened, answered with a stiff expression, then turned around and planned to step away from her dull legs.

However, it is a pity that Skaha beside her grabbed her.

"You are in the wrong direction. It is the master's side. Before they have officially started to work, let's go and look for them."

"……Eh?"

The flushed Matthew stayed for a while.

The meaning of leaving quickly... didn't it mean to leave here? ?

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"……I say--"

Xia Ming squinted his eyes and glanced at Skaha and Matthew, then he turned his head away, smacked his two red lips and said: "Although I don't mind, but, Do you have anything that must be resolved tonight?"

It will definitely be uncomfortable to be interrupted by someone like this. If you don't mind or something...however you listen to it, it's all polite. It should even be said that Xia Ming is using polite words to express her unhappy.

Moreover, his tone did not intend to cover up at all, it should be said that he did not intend to cover up.

"Woo--that..."

As if shocked by Xia Ming's slightly dissatisfied serious tone, Matthew couldn't help but shrank her neck, revealing a timid look.

Hidden in... Ah wrong.

Standing behind Xia Ming, Lixiang lowered his head that was ashamed to see people, and stretched out his left hand to pinch the soft flesh of Xia Ming's side waist.

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On a certain year, certain month, and certain day, the old lady and marshmallow interrupted my good deeds, and the **** pinched my waist with the hand that touched my butt. I will write down these two hatreds first.

I am in love with "myself"!