The Boss Has Been Tricked By the Lord God Again

   Chapter 305 She is a school grass (37)

  The weather is clear and cloudless.

   "What would you like to eat for lunch?"

   She took the boy towards the hotel and asked casually.

"too early."

  Yin Chen shook his head.

   9:30 am, there is still some time before lunch.

"…Oh."

   Yun Chu nodded and peeled off another toffee.

  Yin Chen found that this seemed to be his habitual action. He seemed to like eating candy very much, but he didn't seem to like it that much.

  Toffee...

   His thoughts returned to the amphitheater, and the thin lips of the lazy and delicate boy pressed, with an irresistible milky fragrance.

   The dark eyes of the young man were slightly deep, and there was some kind of unspeakable emotion flowing.

   Like a star ray in the dark night, it is fleeting, but it merges into the vast and flawless universe, mysterious and unpredictable.

   He bowed his head.

The    fingers were held, and the delicate touch caused ripples.

   Yun Chu took him into the elevator.

   She reached out and pressed a number.

   The hand has not been withdrawn, and the wrist bone is clasped by one hand.

   Yun Chu was puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

   The slender and good-looking young man leaned down, the scent of pine and snow mixed with the faint fragrance of milk.

   He bent his long legs, pressed against her side, and shackled her firmly under him.

The    fingers pressed against her wrist, and the dark eyes were calm and obscure, but she seemed to see the undercurrent surging, and there was a power that could shake the earth hidden in the calm.

   Yun Chu was slightly stunned.

  The boy has already leaned down, his cold, thin lips covered.

   Yunchu smelled a faint pine snow-like breath.

   She opened her mouth, and he broke in without a teacher.

   belongs to the reckless youth, and the impulsive force dominates.

  The fragrance of milk is diffused.

  The temperature is raised a little bit.

   When Yun Chu's legs were too weak to stand up, he stretched out his arms to embrace her waist, and easily supported her waist with his palms.

   Yun Chu suddenly saw the desire in his eyes, but soon the hidden emotions disappeared with the gentle and gentle kiss of the young man.

  He held her up like this, in a gesture of shame.

   Yunchu felt a strange and confused feeling for the first time.

   In a certain way, maybe he was never the child she thought he was.

after all……

   He is the Lord God.

   Yun Chu squinted his eyes, hugged the boy's neck, and put the weight of his body completely on him.

  ...he took the initiative.

"Ding--"

   The elevator door opened.

   The emotion in Yin Chen's eyes slowly withdrew, he froze for a moment, hugged the person in his arms, and walked out of the elevator.

   He is very light.

   Yin Chen thought.

   But he always felt...he was missing something.

  The boy lowered his long eyelashes, and the tips of his ears, which were half-covered by his jet-black hair, turned red.

   Thin lips are moist and crystal clear, and a trace of pure white condensed milk melted in toffee hangs on the corners of the lips.

  Yin Chen swiped his card and entered the hotel room.

   Yun Chu was put on the bed, she hugged his neck.

   The two of them fell on the soft bed together.

   "Just why?"

   she said.

  Yin Chen stared at her, the flames that had just been extinguished had a tendency to rekindle.

   "You provoked."

  Yunchu: ...?

   "Amphitheatre."

   he reminded her.

   After Yun Chu recalled it, he became silent.

  The boy's dark eyes were as deep as Qiongyu, and his eyelashes were lightly placed on his eyelids.

   His eyes fell on the lips of the boy below him.

"is it okay?"

   Yun Chu was suddenly a little nervous: "What can I do?"

   She was expressionless.

  The boy's voice was hoarse:

   "Kiss you." He paused, "Like just now."

   Yunchu's ears were slightly red.

   He had already stretched out his hand and pressed his index finger to her lips.

   The gaze at the bottom of the eyes, when the fingertips pressed against the soft, dark and secluded to the extreme...

   (end of this chapter)