Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 4220, the night is clear... Don’t go

A few times down.

I still don’t know where the night falls.

This is obviously intentional!

If you want to drink, just say it.

Playing this kind of game you asked me to answer, is it interesting to cover her?

Moreover, what he asked was a personal problem with some feelings.

In the words, they are all screaming at her - change their minds and change their minds!

Losing her, she still seriously answered all his questions!

Until it was another problem, I didn’t care to drink the wine directly.

The night was unbearable, and he reached out and held the hand of his wine glass: "To drink, go back to your own place to drink, I will not accompany you."

I have no intention of being smudged by alcohol, and there is a moment of embarrassment.

The scorpion that is lined with black and glass is even more dazzling.

The cold face was a little bit cold.

His hand was forcibly pressed back to the stone table.

The wine glass is placed behind the stone table.

The girl walked straight and stood up.

伸 Unconsciously reaching out and catching the girl’s wrist: “The night is clear... Don’t go.”

The voice was hoarse because of the alcohol.

In hoarseness, it seems to be a bit of pain.

The hand that cleared the night, moved.

Can't break away from his palm.

"The night is clear... I don't drink, I will answer the question well, okay?" I was obviously drunk.

If you open your mouth, what a point is it... humble?

Yes.

These two words emerged when the night was clear.

Because the man seems to be begging her.

That is the eyes that are fascinated by alcohol.

That hoarse voice, and bitter tone.

All of them are humiliating and unbearable.

It’s a bit bleak at night.

In her impression.

Unintentional has always been a face-to-face high-cooled person.

Taishan collapsed in front of the people who did not change color.

Even if taught by others, I learned a few words of love.

However, his temper is still cold to the extreme.

But now...

What is the true nature of drinking?

Or is it really too uncomfortable in my heart?

Why are you so humble?

The night fell and had to admit.

Looked at the innocence like this.

She really can't help her.

It’s really good to use this kind of bitterness.

The night sighed and sat back: "Well, you let go first."

I loosened my hand without heart.

Still using the blind eyes, she looked at her for a moment.

This contrast made her somewhat unaccustomed.

Unexpectedly, after I was drunk, I felt like I was changed.

She pushed the glass away and looked at him in a positive color: "Direct question and answer, no one can drink, ask, and must answer."

I don't have the heart to sit up straight, the cold face is drunk, and there is a different kind of handsome: "Good."

The night fell and looked at him, one word at a time: "On the dark side of the palace, are you ready to work on the Billboard? They have already made complete preparations, right?"

This time, I don’t want to cooperate with you: "Yes, your guess is right."

The words fall, his twilight, a little deep: "The night is clear, this time, you can't insert your hand... Don't worry about the heavens."

"I can't insert my hand?" At night, she raised her eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

I didn't answer her question, but looked at her seriously: "You go with me, I can save you, as long as you are with me, the dark side of the palace... will not move you."

The night cleared and shook his head without hesitation: "I won't go with you."

"He can't protect you at all!" Unintentional emotions, a bit of incitement, "Whenever you are in danger, where is he? He can't protect you!"

(End of this chapter)