Love Code at the End of the World

This is so direct, I'm blushing.

Magic sat on the bed laughing sweetly at Herae.

Herae twisted her eyebrows and turned her face away, blushing, biting her teeth and asking, "What the hell is going on with you big ghosts?” He almost bit his teeth and asked, his face was embarrassing but it made him feel extra cute, and his lips were covered with laughter.

“Want to know? Come to my room ~ ~ ~” Phoenix hooks his finger at Herae, "or... make your beloved king shy?” Phoenix stared at me and raised her chin slightly, but it brought out the strength and provocation of a woman.

She's obviously not asking my permission, she's ordering me to recuse myself. Obviously one of the Great Ghost King's men is above us and does not see any of us as ghosts.

Although I like her personality, I certainly won't give in to this situation at the moment. Because I am the Ice Fire King, the owner of this room, and no one will ever ride on my head.

I took a step back, sat on the couch behind me, one leg folded up, sat comfortably behind me, and slightly raised my chin to look at Phoenix: “It doesn't matter if you don't say it, because I'll know eventually. ”

Phoenix's smile was slightly heavy, and her green eyes were half-eyed: "What a big breath.” Her mouth lifted with a mocking smile.

“Do you eat people?” I asked.

She looked at me funny, her legs overlapping again, putting away her very suggestive posture. She had a one-handed face with slight flashes in her lips: “I know, you Ice Fire King specialize in the Ghost Eaters, if...” She leaned forward slightly, her red tongue licked her bright red lips, “what do I say? ”

“Then our king will kill you ~ ~ ~ ~" said the queen with a smile.

“I told you not to talk, bitch -" Phoenix suddenly pulled her gun and pointed hard at her.

“Pfft!” Gunshot.

Ma still sat calmly on the bed, but his stacked legs changed direction gently. He brushed his long pink hair and looked at Phoenix with a smile. “No one in the world can pull a gun faster than my king ~ ~ ~"

Herae glanced at Amaku and looked deeply at me, and I had the residual temperature left by the beam of light at my mouth. He tightened his eyebrows deeply, his dark eyes curled up a deep swirl, the silky air slowly covered him, and his chest rose and fell wide, staring cold with anger.

Phoenix glanced at the only gun left in her hand. Her hand trembled slightly and trembled angrily: "This is! My favorite! A gun!” She hates looking at me.

I looked at the gun in my hand and no one could shoot me at will in front of me.

“Humph.” I smiled softly, pointing the gun at Phoenix's eyebrow. Instead of panicking because my gun was pointing at her, she calmed down and raised her mouth: “I'm... a little interested in you now. ”

“Do you eat people?” I ask again.

She laughed, "You think I'm Margaret, the old hag, so easily dead on your hands? Humph...” She leaned back slightly on the back of the chair, and she was gorgeous. “There is only one person in the world who can let me die, which is...” Phoenix glanced at Herae obscurely and gave her a look at the spring fall wave, “Man, let me die of soul ~ ~ ~ ~"

Herae's face had been gloomy while I was protecting her, and his slight side face looked forward. Even if Herae didn't warn me, I could feel the brains emanating from her body.

“Looks like... someone is jealous ~ ~” Phoenix stood up and smiled beautifully at Herald, "Even I can tell, your king is more fond of the pink baby ~ ~ darling ~ or I'm more spoiled for you ~ ~ ~ Feel free to come to me ~ ~" Phoenix finished, kissed Herald's hand and turned around and walked past me.

Herae looked more open, not at her. But the shady back is always tight, like indulging in tremendous anger and killing.

Phoenix paused in front of me and looked down at me: “Today you are the guest of the Great Ghost King. The Great Ghost King wants you to live to the Ghost King's capital, otherwise..."

“Or what?” I looked up and smiled at her. "Are you sure you're the one out there alive?” My cold eyes looked at her beautiful face, and her green eyes fell on my face, and we looked in the silent room.

Her eyes burned like a warrior's, and my eyes were cold from watching more killing and bones, that bloody red land, that river filled with broken heads, made me fearless in front of the Ghost-eating tribe.

The chill on me seemed to deter Phoenix, her eyes flashed, slightly flashed her side face, bit her lip and then made a smile, and she shook her hand and pointed straight at my face: “You have to pay for my gun! Humph!” She swayed her long hair again, "Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da."

I didn't put the gun away until she left the room: “I thought the gun was useless. ”

“Thank you, Ice...” When she stood up to come to me, she was suddenly pushed hard by Herae, and Herae was pushed back into bed, lying in bed laughing at Herae, "Ray, are you angry?” Magpie bites her lips and smiles at Herae.

“Don't move!” Herae commanded abnormally deeply, facial iron blue, "bringing you here was a mistake!” Herae drank loudly, looking solemnly at me.

“What are you angry about?” I looked at him strangely and put the gun away. Suddenly the wind was passing in front of me, and he was already in front of me, holding his hands against the armrest of my seat, bending down and burning his face and looking at me: "I told you, he was too attractive! We have to keep a low profile this time! But he's already pissed off two great ghost kings! ”

“Ray, am I so attractive?” Magpie excelled in her bed.

“You shut up!” Herae's side of the face drank hard, with the afterglow of the corner of his eyes, his voice sank abnormally, "This is not a hive, since you can't change the problem of seducing others, go back to your hive! ”

The magic color of the magic is slightly flashed, the smile becomes clotted, and the charming eyes of both colors gradually fade.

“Hurley, you're going a little too far.” I pushed him away somewhat angrily.

“Where are you going?” Herae immediately grabbed me, and the black eyes were filled with deep anger.

I looked at the queen, and Herrer stood in front of me, blocking my gaze, holding my eyes tight, as if an angry lion had locked its target.

I looked to the side: "Bath.” I went straight to the bathroom door and pushed the bathroom door open.

“You want to avoid the problem? Or do you really like that guy?” Herrer was in front of me again, this time, directly in geological terms.

I became embarrassed and looked at her again. Her face had been lowered, and her long pink hair covered his face and appeared to be very quiet.