Love Code at the End of the World

From time to time, that clear red gauze curtain blows on him in the night breeze, making his body invisible in the gloomy moonlight, disoriented and dreamy, sexy and full of the ultimate temptation, making your breathing cloudy for that as well.

“My queen... my ice...” familiar, the fierce gaze fell on my face again, he bowed his face and kissed me on my lips, the hot hand touched my face, my neck neck, gently touched my shoulder dress, smoothly down, with his kiss carried his love for me, branded my whole body.

His body also began to shine a pink light in the bright fireworks, and those double-colored eyes made you fall apart...

A lot of things, but hurry to keep it further away from you.

A lot of things that make sense in time.

There are similarities between Amaku and Starling River. He is as obsessed with me as Starling River is with me.

He was direct, stepping for the battalion.

He loved that I could die for me.

Xingchuan Love will let everyone around him die.

They were so similar, but so different, it was reminiscent that the corners of their mouths could not help but lift for it. I don't know why, I just wanted to laugh.

It's not pride, it's not vanity, it's ridicule. They're just as stupid, as stupid, as funny in love.

The golden morning light dyed his long pink hair with gold. I lay down on his chest and gently climbed to comb. His curly pink hair is soft and smooth.

“Pfft.” I had to laugh and laugh shocked him. He lifted his hand and caressed the long hair behind me, and he said, "Ice, my love, what are you laughing at?” He still speaks as slowly as he first knew him as a girl, as lazy as that, in his voice.

“I was wondering if Purple Wings would kill me.” I know I'm talking about purple wings like I'm dying, but I can't help but say it.

“You're provoking him ~ ~” he rubbed my shoulder gently and gently with a thick love.

“I don't, it's just... I have a complicated, transverse sense of love.” It's a strange feeling that the world has disrupted the normal understanding of relationships between men and women.

In my world, it's absolutely normal for men to like women.

And homosexual love is boycotted by most people. People are confined to gender perspectives and ignore the nature of love, the true face of which is love, irrespective of gender.

The world is full of men and women, so the love between men has always been viewed as natural as the love between men and women in my world.

So I'm going to have the feeling of robbing Purple Wing's beloved.

And in fact, so is it.

“Wing and I grew up together, we went through a lot...” The memories of the purple wings slowly came out in the voice of Amazasha, “I kind of looked like Harry and Lexius, I remember Harry said that he liked Lexius when he was little...”

“Pfft.” That's true, Harry. It took a long time to really understand what it meant to like.

“So, Wing is also mesmerized by the appearance of my girl... he, like other men, is mesmerized by me...” Manger's chin gently rubs over my head, “Ice, Wing and I don't know what true love is, what true love is, he protects me, out of the protection of my family, he, like me, before I met you, thought love was love, he thought he loved me...”

“He thinks?!” I looked up with some surprise at the magic trick.

Argyle's pink lips were extraordinarily bright in the sun, his mouth slightly raised: “You forget, I can feel that he, like other men, was bewitched by me, he had a desire for my girl's form, he was obsessed with my girl's form, so, he liked it... it was actually a girl...” He looked at me, the charming double-colored eyes were calm as frozen lake, "so, at that time, I hated him, I thought he was a brother, if he loved me, he should love my boy, but he, like other men, made me feel sick...”

“I know, I can see how you felt about purple wings.” I remember how he used to look at purple wings and speak lightly of purple wings loving him, both in tone and in look with disdain and contempt.

“He was loyal to me, so I kept him by my side.” Ahju looked deeply at me, “he was willing to serve you with me, I think, no longer because he loved the girl's me, but... he finally met a real girl, and, again, a powerful girl...” The corner of Ahju's mouth began to rise with a look of pride and pride in his eyes, “My love, my queen, you are the brightest star in the world, attracting everyone's eyes...” He held me deeply, just like before, afraid that I would disappear from him.

“Ice, there are many boys and few girls in this world, so the children of this world are too eager for girls, and powerful women make us crazier... so purple wings also worship you and admire you...” He kissed my cheek, full of pride.

“How is that possible? Every time he does a job with me, it's like I owe him money all my life.” I remember the face that purple wings gave me every time.

“Humph...” From Arjun's chest came a lazy and mellow smile, with a glutinous mute in his throat. "He, of course, is embarrassed to admit to worshipping you now ~ ~" He bowed his face and gently climbed to my forehead. "His man, I don't know? Most of all, I was obsessed with you before, which made him very disgraceful. He thought he was no worse looking, taller than you, more handsome than you, more like a man, but I loved you and you didn't love him, which made him very uncomfortable ~ ~"

“I understand, because I was a man, but I wasn't fascinated by your girl's condition!” Since Arjun hates the way men are obsessed with his girls, even his best brothers, then of course he is impressed by my “integrity” and “man” who do not give a shit about him.

To be blunt, it's "cheap.”

“Well, you're right.” Arjun smiled charmingly and flatteringly, holding his head up with one hand, powdery, lazy demon, "so he hated you in his heart and tried to kill you. But then, when he found out you were a girl, he was surprised for a long time, even though on the surface, he couldn't see anything ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

However, purple wings do not usually have any expression on their faces, apart from the kind of debt face they show when they see me.