Doomsday Ecstasy Cave - Chapter 393
[247 Illusion (2 / 2)]
Chu Youning’s exclamation was a little hurried, his eyes seemed to have turned into water, and he looked at Lu Yiming tenderly, like a deer god nV who was tempted by a demon.
After Lu Yiming cleaned the ysHUiT1aNg from Chu Youning’s hand, he tightened his arms and pressed Chu Youning tightly in front of him, his forehead pressed against hers, and his thin lips gently rubbed against hers, “I really want to touch you. Take it
away.”
Chu Youning just smiled and didn’t speak, she stuck out her naughty little tongue on Lu Yiming’s lips quickly and then retracted it.
Lu Yiming pursed his lips patiently, but in the end he couldn’t hold back, he pressed the back of Chu Youning’s head and kissed it.
The two people’s kisses are very lingering and devoted, as if a pair of lovers who have been reunited for a long time are inseparable.
Lu Yiming knew that this was an illusion created by Chu Youning on purpose. How could an nV person like her get on someone.
But…he couldn’t help but be fascinated by it.
After the two kissed passionately, Chu Youning put away the antlers and fiddled with Lu Yiming’s fingers.
While enjoying this tender time, Lu Yiming said softly, “We followed Hao Nan to Jiang’s house, and got the attention of Jiang Qingyu. We went to the beach to investigate some time ago, and the animals and plants in the ocean have also mutated.”
Chu You Ning Yi couldn’t help but stunned, “The sea…”
Lu Yiming was silent for a moment, “Well… if nothing else happens… zombies, alien beasts, mutant plants are just foreplay, disaster in the ocean is the final apocalypse, but… post-apocalyptic Bases all over the world are separate and scattered. If you want to survive, you must re-integrate on land…”
Chu Youning looked up and saw Lu Yiming’s clear water eyes flickering slightly, and Lu Yiming couldn’t help lowering his head and fell. A kiss “So… Until then, where you can stand is entirely up to your own ability.
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
Novel Life
A novel is a mirror walking along a main road. Stories are the way we make sense of the chaos of existence.
The only way to survive eternity is to be able to appreciate each moment.