She gritted her teeth, turned her head, and decided to cast the spell herself.
If it can be saved, it is his luck, if it cannot be saved, it is his fate!
She adjusted her breathing, stood next to the beautiful boy and concentrated for a few minutes, raised her hands to her chest, put her thumbs together, leaned forward slightly, formed a lion seal, and chanted a spell...
The surrounding vegetation moved without wind, and a cloud of white mist swirled around her like a vortex, constantly sucking in the black air overflowing from the beautiful boy's head...
The last trace of black energy was exhausted, and Yang Zimei's vitality was greatly consumed, she collapsed on the ground, and passed out...
Waking up, Yang Zimei found herself wrapped in someone's arms, lying curled up on a big black comfortable bed.
This is…
She looked up, and what caught her eyes was the handsome face that seemed to come out of an anime. The chin was slightly pointed and thin, the thin cherry red lips were slightly pursed, her eyes were slightly closed, her expression was slightly relaxed, and her breathing was even. fell asleep.
She looked sideways again, and saw that the nightgown on his chest was open, while her own small body was pressed against it, and she could even clearly feel the trembling of his lungs and the beating of his heart between breaths.
She instantly burned red.
Although her current body is only five years old, she has the mature soul of a 28-year-old young woman.
In the last life, because she was displaced, even the problem of food and clothing was difficult to solve, so love is not necessary. Of course, she also liked someone, but it was a humble liking, and she could only watch it quietly every time. Watching his figure pass by in a hurry, but never expecting him to stop.
As for the intimate physical contact between men and women, she has never experienced it, not even the beauty of holding hands.
Now, she was actually lying in the arms of a man, even though the man was only about 15 years old.
Sensing her movement, the beautiful boy's thick long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his long and narrow phoenix eyes.
The pupils are as black as lacquer, slightly blue, like the stars in the sky, exuding a faint cold light.
When he looked down and saw Yang Zimei's clear black and white eyes looking at him, the coldness in his eyes gradually faded, became warmer, and softened.
Yang Zimei was attracted by such a pair of pupils and exclaimed.
The beautiful boy's body bowed slightly, and the hands that had been encircling her were slightly retracted, so that her soft, small body could be more close to him, and more comfortable.
Yang Zimei recovered from her amazement, and hurriedly stretched out her little hand to push him, trying to sit up from his embrace.
He refused to let her go, and hugged her tighter, even put his chin against the top of her hair, took a deep breath, as if smelling the fragrance of flowers, with a certain indulgence and intoxication on his face.
This... is really too ambiguous!
Yang Zimei's ears were burning red, and she cried anxiously, "Let me go!"
"Don't let go!" the beautiful boy said in a deep voice, hooking her even tighter with his hands, even using his slender leg to press down on her calf.
What's wrong with her, she's only five years old, she has small hands and legs, she can't move at all!
She really couldn't understand why he wanted to keep her in such tight circles. Could it be that he was a pedophile or something
However, in her mind, those who are pedophiles are often those wretched uncles, and this young man who is as handsome as a cherry blossom in front of her can't smell any wretch.