I Became Cinderella’s Vicious Stepsister

Chapter 115

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A finger pressed against him, and the owner of the finger flashed her passionate ice blue eyes full of water, shaking her head:

"No Gaia, I don't want to."

"Don't want to?"

He stared at her for a long time.

The ripples in those green eyes were frozen into snowfields, just when she thought he would let her go, he pushed her finger away: "But, Belia..."

"In my world, there is no no."

He lowered his head again and kissed her.

Liu Yu stretched out his hand to push it, only to touch the silk robe on his chest, but he held it with one hand and put it on his waist like a force. The force was extremely strong, with the meaning of not being able to resist.

"What are you doing?!"

She struggled.

"Belia Fergus..." He fell silent, gazing at her cautiously. "He can, and I... why can't I?"

You... why can't you

With his chin pinched, Liu Yu looked into the faint greenery.

In the green that is brighter than spring and purer than diamonds, there is a fiery bonfire jumping at this time, as if something is burning little by little, and then violently.

"You don't know how to drink..." right

Liu Yu opened his mouth, but he swallowed the last word "ba".

He bit her lip with great force, as if to punish her.

Liu Yu opened his mouth in pain, and he took the opportunity to go in, like a barbaric robber who wanted to burn everything up. The face so close at hand was so beautiful that it made people feel ashamed, but it looked so strange at this moment.

Suddenly, the eyes are covered.

The darkness occupied her field of vision, and her senses were magnified. To him, her struggle seemed like a drizzle.

He kissed her, his movements were different from his usual restraint, but like a violent storm, trying to swallow her in one breath, but after a while, when her struggle weakened, the violent wind turned into drizzle, and Soft affection.

He kissed her lips as if it was the most delicious dessert in the world.

Nostalgic, finely divided:

"...like cherries. He was wrong."

"You didn't drink."

Liu Yu said coldly, not knowing at all how soft his voice was at this moment, making people commit crimes.

On the flushed cheeks, a pair of sparkling eyes.

He looked at her with cold and restrained eyes, but soon, he lowered his head again, and kissed her lips again with enthusiasm that did not match his expression. The aroma of pine and snow filled the tip of her nose.

Finally, he let go of her, pressed half against her forehead, and said hoarsely:

"... yes, no wine."

"But... you made me like this, Bellia Fergus. When you provoke me, you should know the consequences you need to bear."

He bent down, Liu Yu only felt his body lighten, and the person was already in his arms.

Sight was restored.

The villagers by the campfire were still intoxicated by his singing just now, with a contented smile on their faces. Her gaze slid over, but she met a pair of black overactive eyes between her upper fingers—

Miraka half-covered her eyes and secretly looked at her.

Seeing her looking at him, he also gave her a narrow smile:

"Beautiful lady, I wish you and Mr. Priest a sweet night!"

Liu Yu: "..."

She wanted to come down, but was photographed:

"do not move."

"you-"

She glared at him angrily, but lost her mind in the smile that opened slightly on the other side.

It was the first time she had seen Gaia smile like this.

It seems that the whole night sky has become brighter, and the sky is full of stars twinkling...

He took her and walked into the village chief's house.

The mud-brick walls of even the largest and best house in the whole village of Karna are still gray and bleak.

It cannot compare with the splendor and sophistication of the temple.

But to my surprise, the guest room was very clean, with a table, a chair and a bed, and the bed was covered with a blue floral quilt. She was put on the quilt, and Gaia leaned on her, and her long silver hair slipped into her lap. The neck is a little cold.

"You can't do this to me."

Liu Yu pushed him.

But he didn't push, the man pressing on him was like a hard board.

His eyes darkened:

"Believe me, no one has more rights than me."

"You said... lust is not shameful, but indulgence is shameful." The girl hurriedly said, her long golden hair was scattered on the dark bed, shining like gold. "Every fall into the abyss begins with indulgence..."

he laughed.

The silver hair rippled slightly in the air.

"Belia Fergus." He stroked her face lightly. "You're so naive."

"I gotta tell you something, God never needs restraint. Leslie doesn't, and neither do I."

Don't need to restrain the god of...

Liu Yu thought in a daze, what would this world...be like when God lost control

"I can save Mrs. Fergus."

he said.

Liu Yu suddenly understood.

Her defiance turns into gentle resignation:

"You want to make a deal with me?"

"No, it's not a deal, it's a reward." He rubbed her lips, "...I want you to kiss me, as passionately and intensely as you did to Leslie before."

Looking at her green eyes, there is a deep sea hidden in the sea, and the past time is hidden in the sea.

For some reason, Liu Yu felt sad.

He seemed to be going back to the past, and was about to tear himself and Leslie apart completely, but he refused to let her go—

love

Love.

The boy she loved was still alive in his heart.

She clearly saw it.

She straightened up, grabbed his neck, and kissed him.

Warm, lingering.

Finally, it got out of control.

The waves of the sea beat against the beach, echoing in my ears regularly, and the moon quietly hid in the clouds.

Singing outside the window through the layers of night:

"... I am looking for my lover... He has a handsome face, soulful eyes... He sings to me, 'I am your Itala'... Beautiful stars are in the sky, beautiful stars are in the sky..."

"Beautiful stars are in the sky."

She touched his deep eyes.

His expression didn't change much, even his breathing was regular, only his pupils constricted slightly, and his eyes tightly grasped her, as if he wanted to engrave her in his eyes at this moment. The movement below was completely opposite to his expression, as fierce as a bloodthirsty shark. When she lost her mind again, she touched her face tenderly:

"Belia Fergus, me or Leslie, which do you prefer?"