Chapter 308 Your Blood Is Sweet 7
After growing up, he seemed to be sensible, and he was inexplicably afraid of him.
Mian Luo sat on the bed in silence for a while, her eyes fell on the sun, and her long eyelashes covered her emotions, so the time together became less and less with age, she still cherished it very much.
The sunlight made the young man squint his eyes slightly, and it hurt a little. The blood race doesn't like sunshine, but she does.
He watched the light jumping on her blond hair, and touched lightly with his snow-white fingertips.The little girl is still very good when she grows up, but she is afraid of him because of washing away the memory of her previous life.
Mianluo smelled a bit of clean and cold air, but didn't move.
The weather in early winter was a bit cold, and the young man's fair complexion was somewhat sickly.Although his breath was as soft as possible, it was still cold.
Mian Luo glanced at him quietly, the slender and beautiful lines of her neck were tucked into her snow-white pajamas.A little thin.
I don't know if the blood race is afraid of the cold.His dark blue blood vessels looked very fragile, like a sick beauty.Only the lip color is somewhat vibrant.
beautiful.
Mianluo saw that there was a neat quilt on the bed.She wanted to cover him a little bit, but she was afraid that her actions would be unnecessary.After hesitating for a moment, he unfolded it and gently covered him.
His expression remained unchanged, his eyes were drooping, and his long eyelashes covered the soul-stirring blue, "Thank you."
Immediately, the snow-white fingertips hooked the quilt slowly, even a little solemnly and cherished, and obediently covered it.like a child.
Mian Luo even suspected that he was wrong, the wind was cold and he didn't close the window.As a god, he doesn't know how to take care of himself.
Mian Luo got up and wanted to close the window.
"Don't go." His eyes were crystal clear, reflecting the reflection of his eyelashes.
Mian Luo was startled, "Don't go, I'll close the window."
The boy's fingertips shimmered, and the window snapped shut.The young man was slender and pure white, quiet and quiet, his eyes were as lazy as a cat, and he slowly opened his thin lips, "You don't have to close them."
Mian Luo obediently sat back, not knowing what she was thinking.
How did it become like this?Mianluo couldn't figure it out.She was so close to him when she was a child, but he was much more indifferent then than now.But now, he has a soft temperament, and his appearance is much softer and cute.Why be afraid.
He has been quietly watching her.
Mian Luo broke the silence, "Does your lord remember what happened when you were a child?"
"Remember." Looking from the side, the boy's tall nose bridge was perfect.
Mian Luo smiled, "What kind of child was I when I was young?"
Mianluo was young at the time, so I don't have much memory.He is like her elder, he has been with her since she was a child, and he should remember it.
The young man seemed to be lost in memory, he frowned slightly, his delicate brows were fair and delicate, "When you were young...you were very obedient and courageous...and more importantly, you were stubborn." He was so stubborn that he refused to like him no matter what.
Mian Luo was a little interested, "Did I have a lot of courage when I was a child? Did I do anything excessive?"
His pupils are quiet, and his aura is inadvertently strong, "It's big, but very obedient, and he hasn't done anything excessive...except for pulling my hair."
His hair is very long, and it is silvery white like ice and snow, and the tips of his ears are hidden in the hair, which is pure white and slender. I remember when Mian Luo climbed up to the ice and snow throne when he was a child, his small hands gently grabbed his hair , the young man's face was expressionless, he seemed to have gotten used to it, he didn't even frown, he didn't feel pain, just itched slightly.
Mianluo's heart is numb, she was really not a person when she was a child.
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After growing up, he seemed to be sensible, and he was inexplicably afraid of him.
Mian Luo sat on the bed in silence for a while, her eyes fell on the sun, and her long eyelashes covered her emotions, so the time together became less and less with age, she still cherished it very much.
The sunlight made the young man squint his eyes slightly, and it hurt a little. The blood race doesn't like sunshine, but she does.
He watched the light jumping on her blond hair, and touched lightly with his snow-white fingertips.The little girl is still very good when she grows up, but she is afraid of him because of washing away the memory of her previous life.
Mianluo smelled a bit of clean and cold air, but didn't move.
The weather in early winter was a bit cold, and the young man's fair complexion was somewhat sickly.Although his breath was as soft as possible, it was still cold.
Mian Luo glanced at him quietly, the slender and beautiful lines of her neck were tucked into her snow-white pajamas.A little thin.
I don't know if the blood race is afraid of the cold.His dark blue blood vessels looked very fragile, like a sick beauty.Only the lip color is somewhat vibrant.
beautiful.
Mianluo saw that there was a neat quilt on the bed.She wanted to cover him a little bit, but she was afraid that her actions would be unnecessary.After hesitating for a moment, he unfolded it and gently covered him.
His expression remained unchanged, his eyes were drooping, and his long eyelashes covered the soul-stirring blue, "Thank you."
Immediately, the snow-white fingertips hooked the quilt slowly, even a little solemnly and cherished, and obediently covered it.like a child.
Mian Luo even suspected that he was wrong, the wind was cold and he didn't close the window.As a god, he doesn't know how to take care of himself.
Mian Luo got up and wanted to close the window.
"Don't go." His eyes were crystal clear, reflecting the reflection of his eyelashes.
Mian Luo was startled, "Don't go, I'll close the window."
The boy's fingertips shimmered, and the window snapped shut.The young man was slender and pure white, quiet and quiet, his eyes were as lazy as a cat, and he slowly opened his thin lips, "You don't have to close them."
Mian Luo obediently sat back, not knowing what she was thinking.
How did it become like this?Mianluo couldn't figure it out.She was so close to him when she was a child, but he was much more indifferent then than now.But now, he has a soft temperament, and his appearance is much softer and cute.Why be afraid.
He has been quietly watching her.
Mian Luo broke the silence, "Does your lord remember what happened when you were a child?"
"Remember." Looking from the side, the boy's tall nose bridge was perfect.
Mian Luo smiled, "What kind of child was I when I was young?"
Mianluo was young at the time, so I don't have much memory.He is like her elder, he has been with her since she was a child, and he should remember it.
The young man seemed to be lost in memory, he frowned slightly, his delicate brows were fair and delicate, "When you were young...you were very obedient and courageous...and more importantly, you were stubborn." He was so stubborn that he refused to like him no matter what.
Mian Luo was a little interested, "Did I have a lot of courage when I was a child? Did I do anything excessive?"
His pupils are quiet, and his aura is inadvertently strong, "It's big, but very obedient, and he hasn't done anything excessive...except for pulling my hair."
His hair is very long, and it is silvery white like ice and snow, and the tips of his ears are hidden in the hair, which is pure white and slender. I remember when Mian Luo climbed up to the ice and snow throne when he was a child, his small hands gently grabbed his hair , the young man's face was expressionless, he seemed to have gotten used to it, he didn't even frown, he didn't feel pain, just itched slightly.
Mianluo's heart is numb, she was really not a person when she was a child.
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