Love Code at the End of the World

“Lobien!” Harry pulled my arm and clamped it tight.

I looked at him and he looked at me anxiously: "What are you trying?! ”

“You'll see, don't worry, I'll be fine.” I reached out and shook him to hold my arm, and he looked at me and held his hand, his eyebrows tightened, hesitating to let go of my arm slowly.

“Lobien, whatever it is, call us if you need us!” Herae insisted very seriously.

I nodded and stepped out of the main cabin.

The hatch that left the Snowstorm opened in front of me, and I went out and walked on the frozen steel road they built in front of me.

The moonlight spilled on me alone, like white quicksand all over me. I walked towards them one step at a time, and the night breeze gently lifted my hair, and Liu Hai in front of me swept past my eyes.

Gently, the other hatch opens in the dark, emitting a white light in the night, and the end of the white light gradually disappears into the dark. Out of that white beam, like a spotlight, came the slim figure, his long pink hair stained with silk and silver in white light.

He walked towards me, and the night breeze lifted his black trench coat, revealing leather pants that were equally tight inside, and the trench coat was a dark purple perspective veil, and in the light, the dust on his chest was more seductive if hidden under the perspective. Confused.

“You're still back.” He smiled charmingly at me with one hand and still carried him with him.

The boy standing on the wing jumped down and walked to him, leaning softly against his shoulder, quietly looking at me together. It's also a beautiful and sophisticated boy, but with a slight femininity.

Ming Pink is the boy who can become a girl, but at this moment, he didn't let you feel the smell of half a tiny girl. Instead, he added a minute of the evil charmer of the Prince of the Night Demon to the reflection of the femininity of the two boys around him.

I looked at him calmly, and for so long, he surprised me over and over, letting me know that they were well-trained warriors.

I can't underestimate them anymore, I can't relax half my guard against them anymore, and now I should keep my cool.

I walked towards him, and he opened his arms to me, leaning back against the two boys next to him, and began to look at me with curiosity.

I stood outside his arm, and he crooked his face and smiled at me lovingly.

“Let my men go first.” I said lightly.

He looked at me for a while and didn't take his arm back: “Hugs.” He was jealous of me.

I tightened my eyebrows and endured the urge to kick him off.

I twisted my fist and tried to keep myself calm, and I looked at him and I said, "I'm going to pay the price, even if I die, are you going to hold me? ”

He smiled sweetly: “Even if I die... I will... let me hold you...” He opened his arms and held me.

As he approached, the fragrance of his body gradually entered the air in front of me. He wore a vision through his chest. He held me gently, with his hands, and pink hair slipped down against my face. He leaned against my shoulder and took a deep breath: “This is not good...” His hand gently touched my back brain, gently moving like he was touching his beloved feather.

I put my face next to his neck and felt the pulsation coming from under his neck. I leaned on his shoulder, and he breathed deeply between my hair: “You smell so good… like a girl…” His sand sounds so drunk.

I'm stunned, by the way, I'm a girl, and I often forget about it, and at this point, I'm going to ignore this attribute, and once I react, it might raise his suspicions.

Strange. How does he smell? Doesn't a boy smell like a girl?

Lifting my eyes, I saw purple wings coming out of their cabins.

He looked at it in the shadows, his eyes turned into swords again, and he couldn't help but penetrate my whole body. The wounds on his face had disappeared, and it appeared that they also had healers.

Suddenly, his purple flared, as if a gust of wind had swept past him, followed closely, one hand floating out of the air, hugging the purple wing shoulder, then a dark-haired boy floating out of the air, leaning against the purple wing shoulder and smiling at us.

That boy... is the fifth man!

His abilities are similar to those of Herrer! Speed too?!

Seems a little different, and he's like Murin's invisibility, because he emerges little by little from the air.

Blue Shield City is hiding so many powerful people!

At this moment, I have to admit, they are powerful.

“What's so special about that kid that he likes it so much?” The dark-haired man leaned against the purple-winged shoulder and asked.

Purple Wings looked down at me, his eyes turned into swords, like I robbed his man, pet position: “Huh!” He groaned angrily, leaving his face open.

“Let them go.” Pink leaned against my shoulder and said softly, rubbing my ears gently through his pink silky hair, itching like a golden cat rubbing your face.

The blue-haired man looked at the silver-haired man, and as he raised his hand, I heard the loud, falling noise behind him.

“Wow...”

I gently pushed the pink chest: “Let me see. ”

He let go of me, but his arms still hugged me and let me turn around in his circle. He stood behind me, still wrapped around me like a sticky snake, his arms wrapped around my shoulder and wouldn't let me go.

I looked forward to the Snowstorm, and the steel wall in front of it had disappeared, but it still stood still there, just as stubbornly waiting for its owner to return, as Lexius stubbornly did.

I waved at them: "Go, your skin will rot.” I said.

In the night, it looked at me quietly, and the blue light started flashing under it, and Harry understood, and he understood what I meant, and he started the Snowstorm, and he took off with Herrer's ship, and they stopped for a moment in the night sky, and it seemed to continue to stay for me, and then the flashing blue light in the thrusters, they instantly disappeared into the night sky.

“Your ship also uses blue crystal energy...” Pink gently rubbed over my ear, Sasha said, wrapping one of my hands around my shoulder, began to retract gently, fingertips slowly pulled over my neck like he did in the gallery, and opened my collar, like a thirsty little snake, trying to get into my collar, "Tell me... your name...” His warm breath spat through my ear and gently rubbed my ear side.

I immediately snapped his hand to slip into my collar, which was burning like a fire.