High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 1697 Behind her, there is already a deep and deep place
Yang Moyan didn't stop.

Take back your own initiative.

Biting the boy's lip back, the tip of the tongue pried open the boy's white teeth, absorbing its sweetness in an instant.

The boy was right.

She is sweet.

Sweet as fire, an addiction that people can't get rid of, it's easy to sink into it...

A kiss ends.

Lin Zhaoxia had already been panting and lying in Yang Moyan's arms weakly.

Yang Moyan leaned against her shoulder, raised his hand to grab a piece of candy that was on the desk, cut the colored wrapping paper in front of him, raised his hand to the boy's lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Eat!" Lose."

"Well... what?"

The young man asked confusedly.

"sugar."

"What do you do for me?"

Even though he said that, the boy opened his mouth recklessly and bit it.

"Add sugar." Yang Moyan said lightly.

It's just that he doesn't know.

The boy who was still somewhat confused at first, his eyes narrowed after the candy entered his mouth.

In a mouth that has no sense of taste, it feels like a kind of torture to eat anything.

Nothing is appetizing.

If it wasn't for the fact that Yang Moyan was worried about something, Lin Zhaoxia really didn't want to eat anything.

The sugar in my mouth didn't last long.

The sense of taste disappeared, no matter how sweet the sugar was, she would have no feeling when eating it.

It's not easy not to eat like this.

Squinting her eyes slightly, she pushed the candy between her upper and lower teeth with the tip of her tongue, crushed it completely under a few strokes of gravity, and then swallowed it all.

Then she just nestled in Yang Moyan's arms, saying lazily, "School will start soon."

"Well, there are still four days."

Yang Moyan whispered back to her.

"I hope the darkness arrives later."

Lin Zhaoxia said so.

"You are bright, and darkness will never overwhelm you, will you?" Yang Moyan said suddenly.

Lin Zhaoxia's seemingly indistinct lips curled, and finally gave a faint smile.

Is it bright?
Maybe.

She only knew that there was already a deep hell behind her.

And the only person who led her to walk safely on the edge of hell was Yang Moyan.

This is a gray area.

No grass grows.

And the person holding her.

It is the person above the altar who is truly bright.

At 08:30 in the evening, after finishing the second dose of medicine, Lin Zhaoxia watched Yang Moyan put the medicine on the side of the bed.

There was an inexplicable impulse in her heart.

Do not know what's going on.

But this feeling gave Lin Zhaoxia a very bad premonition.

She clenched her palms, suppressed the impulse forcefully, then closed her eyes, rolled over and covered herself with the quilt, "Early to bed and early to rise, good health."

It's so nonsensical to say this.

Yang Moyan tucked the quilt carefully for the young man, and laughed a little.

The bedside lamp was turned off, and he went to rest.

It was around two o'clock in the morning.

Lin Zhaoxia woke up from her sleep.

She was covered in cold sweat.

The itching in the bottom of my heart was extremely uncomfortable, and I had an impulse that I could hardly suppress.

Suddenly, he remembered the scene of Yang Moyan putting the medicine on the bedside before going to bed.

flashed through my mind.

But it never goes away.

A voice in her heart told her.

Go get that medicine.

eat it.

However, Lin Zhaoxia, who still has reason, is stretching the last string in her heart. She warns herself in her heart, and there are only three words: No!
But that unbearable feeling came wave after wave from the bottom of her heart, almost oppressing all her willpower.

Lin Zhaoxia breathed out silently, wanting to turn over, but she didn't dare to move, for fear that her movements would wake up Yang Moyan beside her.

(End of this chapter)