She raised her eyebrows slightly, then suddenly lowered her head, and gently kissed the young boy's white, tender and soft side face.
The first generation paused.
He looked at her expressionlessly, with a clean and inexplicable meaning in his eyes.
Yu Chu raised his eyebrows: "You kiss me twice, I only kiss you once, can't you?"
The boy still looked at her expressionlessly, before lowering his eyelashes after a few seconds.
Holding her shoulders with his snow-white fingertips, he gently raised his pale face, brought his own tender face close to hers, and touched her lips lightly.
Feather soft.
Immediately, he backed away without expression.
"twice."
The pleasant voice said calmly.
Yu Chu was a little surprised. He touched his lips and looked at him helplessly. She raised her hand to support the bed, got up and wanted to leave the first generation.
But when she got up, the boy below her glanced at her.
He raised his hand and hugged her expressionlessly, preventing her from getting up from him.
Yu Chu frowned in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"Hold me, it doesn't hurt." The first generation said seriously.
"..."
Yu Chu felt for a moment that he was playing a hooligan. She is an ordinary person, how could it not hurt to hold her
But when she raised her head and looked at the boy's face, she unexpectedly saw a plain and serious expression.
Her shadow was clearly reflected in the purple pupils.
Yu Chu was stunned for a moment.
In her life from childhood to adulthood, she did not remember that Lord Lord God had looked at her so intently.
Those purple eyes are always cold, indifferent, and careless, and he doesn't know what he cares about.
At this time, the young man in front of him, although not the main god himself, was looking at her intently with those identical eyes, cold but beautiful and mysterious purple.
She pursed her lips, pulled herself out of her memories, and said softly to the young man, "Let go first, and I will lie beside you, and I won't leave."
The boy still looked at her, and then slowly let go of his hand.
Yu Chu lay aside from him and slept next to him, like coaxing a child, "Sleep?"
The first generation shook his head.
Yu Chu suddenly worried: "Don't move, just talk, won't you get a headache if you shake your head?"
The first generation looked at her a little ignorantly.
He pursed his lips, "It doesn't hurt."
He turned around and approached her earnestly. His snow-white fingertips were warm and soft. He held her hand and said softly, "I told you, it won't hurt to hold you."
Yu Chu gave him a funny look and didn't refute.
…
The first generation is very good.
He is always very indifferent and well-behaved, with no expression on his face, but he can do whatever he asks.
He used to eat and read by himself, but after Yu Chu came, because he didn't want him to move, he even contracted feeding and reading together.
The first generation also accepted all care with a deadpan face.
He is lethargic. These days, Yu Chu practiced his martial art while he was resting.
Wushenshu progressed rapidly.
It also means that her ability is getting stronger and stronger.
After a week or so, an experimenter came to the restricted area and cautiously stated that they would take the first generation to the experimental area to take a little blood as a sample.
Yu Chu looked back at the young man.
He was sitting in a wheelchair, his red lips were covered by a high-necked dress, the perfect curvature of his white chin was hidden, his eyelashes were drooping and he was silent, his small face was pale.
He had no reaction to it.
Yu Chu looked away from him, narrowed his eyes and sneered, and replied, "He won't go."
The experiment was so painful, and so were the sedatives.