Love Code at the End of the World

“Mmm-hmm, mm-hmm...”

“Ah, ah, ah...”

I looked at it and suddenly felt tired and in great pain.

“My sweet little master, this pose is incorrect.” Ice Dragon still explains to me in good faith, "This posture is theoretically unscientific and easily leads to muscle strain, ligament strain, soft tissue contusion...”

“Push!” Suddenly, there was another heartbeat under his face.

“Shh!” I immediately told Ice Dragon not to speak, and the scene also stopped on two boys painfully distorted faces, and if I went down again, I would probably fall asleep watching, because the repeated motions of the machine behind me made me feel a little bored.

I listened carefully to Harry's heartbeat, which was shorter than the last time, and I immediately stood up and looked at Harry's heart, only to see that his heart was already the size of a face shape!

I immediately pinched Harry's arm and found that it was soft, no longer rigid, and not as cold as it had just been. The temperature should have been close to zero, or above zero, but the purple color had not retreated, and he was now like a rotten corpse.

“Looks good.” Ice Dragon looks at me with a smile, a little more ambiguity in the eyes of the fox, "I suggest that the little master can now rub the skin around his heart to help him recover his blood. ”

“Okay.” I immediately rubbed my hands and then began to rub them outward along Harry's heart, rubbing them like clothes with my greatest strength, the purple color faded beneath my hand, and Harry's flesh-colored skin grew larger and larger.

I bowed down, listened again, and immediately heard the heartbeat: “Pfft... Pfft... Pfft...” Although slow, weak, it was stable and regular.

I got up and looked at the ice dragon with joy: "Tell Sister Ceci and Uncle Mason that Harry's okay. ”

“Okay.” Ice Dragon restored his elegance.

“Wait!” I yelled at him red-handed, "Please don't tell them I saw * * * * *!” Ice Dragon is such a bad guy, I'm sure he won't give details.

And Lexius was so fond of doing detailed research.

Ice Dragon blinked: “I thought the little master would be happy to share this solution, and it worked, and as an AI, I couldn't think of it, but I would write it down for others. ”

Sure enough, Ice Dragon had to be prevented.

“Let you go, go!” Noah finally returned to God and looked at the ice dragon in the shadow, "Don't go into my system in the future! ”

The Ice Dragon Gentleman said, "Yes, my beauty. ”

Noah's shadowy face turned around and disappeared directly in front of us.

Ice dragons disappeared.

I continued rubbing Harry's skin, rubbing his palms, and slowly rubbing his skin, and he recovered at an amazing rate.

After his heartbeat stabilized, the flesh color of his chest quickly dissolved the original blue-purple color with the power of star fire, and even the purple and hard jade beads of his chest sauce sometime recovered to pink, bright as a delicate pineapple.

I kept scrubbing down, avoiding his chest, the sensitive meat beads belonging to the boy, and continued scrubbing down with a red face. It's normal for men to have light bladders, but it's embarrassing at this time. And no one will stare at a boy's breasts and be treated as a pervert, pervert.

The jade color slowly spread around his abdomen as my palm, I rubbed my belly button, stood by his pants waist, fingers had been accidentally inserted under his pants waist, my face burned when I stood up, I forgot, I can't go down anymore!

Save people's minds, forget this is a boy's body...

Looking back at his upper body, he's fully recovered. I think he can recover quickly without having to rub my lower body, so... I'm not rubbing anymore.

His red fruit upper body appeared in my eyes, so I suddenly realized I should have touched his upper body all over!

“Boom!” My face was redder, and I hurriedly pulled my fingers back from under his pants and my hands started to fever.

“I'm sorry...” Suddenly, I spit those three words out of his pale lips, and I immediately went back and patted him in the face: "Harry! Harry, wake up! ”

“I'm sorry...” But in response to me, it's still three words, lightly almost like a mosquito fly, and with a slight sound can cover his whisper, “Lobien... Lobien... Ice...” My name broke out of his lips and his lips began to tremble.

I pulled him up in a hurry, and his heavy body fell on me, his head resting on my shoulder, his face on my neck, still cold.

I took off his shirt and threw it aside and put it on him, and I grabbed his arm so hard that I wanted to put my sleeve on him.

“What are you doing undressing me?” Suddenly, Harry had a faint voice in his ear, and he woke up!

I immediately pressed his warm chest and pushed him away.

He's "boom!" ”He fell back to the ground, twisted his eyebrows slightly, put a white thermal coat around his neck and spread the two sleeves around his face, like he suddenly had two long rabbit ears, at this time he was more like a rabbit.

His eyelashes trembled and his eyes opened, revealing that clear and bright pair, but there were some chaotic amber eyes at the moment, “You actually... while I was in a coma...”

“Pfft!” I shook my hand and hit him in the face. He was immediately beaten by me and his amber eyes instantly lit up and completely awake.

He immediately sat up and glanced at me: "You hit me again! I'm here to save you! ”

“Who saved who?” I yelled at him angrily too, "do you know how many people are worried about you?! Sister Ceci told me to slap you, and one more thing: you son of a bitch! ”

Harry glanced slightly, his eyes slowly flanked.

“Get dressed yourself!” I turned angrily on the chest side of my wristbands, side to side with him.

He looked down at his neck and saw different clothes in peace. He stunned slightly, then stretched his arm and put on his warm clothes. When he stretched his arm to my side, I found that he had no armpit hair. How old did the boy start growing hair?

He starts to feel the warm clothes amazingly after he wears them: "It's so warm! ”

“And pants!” I threw my pants in his face and turned my back on him.

As soon as the leg jumped from my perspective, the leg was pulled away, and his dull voice came: “I knew I wouldn't wake up, let you finish wearing it, will you take off my pants? ”

“Fuck off!” I got angrier and woke up again and started being mean.

“My legs haven't recovered yet!” He shouted, and then someone stabbed me in the back, "Cough, can you help me wear it...”

“No!” I hated to say, "You'll recover anyway, until you recover! ”

He stopped making noise, and the tent was suffocating and quiet, and if I could, I'd really like to go out.