God's Palette

"Hey, Miss Xia, hurry up and tell me! What happened to your cute little Xia Xun? Did your husband steal it out?"

"Actually, I don't think it's my man's fault..."

"Then... Could it be you? As expected of Sister Xia."

"It's not me either."

"Then... did it fall from the sky?"

"Maybe it is."

In the final analysis, what kind of human beings like the same excitement.

……

And the person involved in the topic is busy with things that have nothing to do with all of this.

A while ago, Xia Xun bought an old mobile phone online—according to today's words, it should be an elderly phone.Can send text messages, make phone calls, have a small amount of Internet access, and several classic games such as "Snake" and "Tetris".In addition, the amount of data it can store is pitifully small.

But this is what Xia Xun needs.

The color of God is an intangible and stateless data that is only realized as "color".

Although usually, this kind of data can be put into the hard disk to silence them, but once you want to use their power, it will be very troublesome to toss.Therefore, Xia Xun thought of a way, what he needed was this kind of old mobile phone.

Transferring a very small amount of color data to such a phone can ensure that even if all the colors are leaked, it will not cause too much trouble.

Plus, just a few kilobytes of extra data can take up space to store colors, make them homeless, and run away from your phone.

Now Xia Xun did just that.

Edit some meaningless text, store it, and squeeze out the space.Just so that the fidgeting girl next to her, biting her lower lip, can calmly get through the troubles that will follow.Ye Qianluo tugged at Qi Shun's hair, which was a proof of nervousness.She knew that the only thing she could rely on now was Brother Xun by her side.

"Looking for brother..."

Brother Ke Xun was still playing with his mobile phone, which made Ye Qianluo even more frustrated.

But before she had time to vent her complaints, Ye Qianluo vaguely saw some wonderful colors... Their red, like the fullest pomegranate seeds, shone in the sun.But these are wisps of mist, which are now entangled between Xia Xun's fingers.

"What is that?" she couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing."

But unlike the answer, Xia Xun's pretty index finger, wrapped in wisps of red mist, stretched out towards Ye Qianluo.

Xia Xun wanted her to go straight to Ye Qianluo's soul, and use this "courage" to give Ye Qianluo courage.Of course, fingers can't penetrate the soul, so just lightly touch her body.For example, the skin, arms, and chest that may be soft...

However, Xia Xun didn't intend to engage in those sexual and harassment acts, but just planned to put a symbolic point on her forehead. This is also the power of God, so I have to respect it-but she actually tested it.Ye Qianluo was afraid of that finger, backed away a lot, and was about to ask Brother Xun what it was.

As a result, Xia Xun made a "poof", wiped Ye Qianluo's soft lower lip with slight tooth marks, and jumped into her mouth.The wet, warm, and soft little tongue moved around, and it was inevitable to lick the finger that came in out of nowhere, wet...

In addition, Miss Ye's teeth were also moving, and she clicked Xia Xun's fingers several times.

The power of courage, of course, was poured into it.

Immediately, Xia Xun panicked, maybe Ye Qianluo was going to muster up the courage to bite off his finger...or...to have the courage to do something else?

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(Although it sounds like the author is making excuses for the pigeons, but I often pigeons, there is no need to find excuses to cover up my pigeons, so the following words are true.

I bought a Dicos hamburger yesterday. After eating it, I was going to yell at the sky, but unfortunately I ate a bad stomach and went to the hospital for a whole night. The key point is that Dicos is expensive and unpalatable... Now I have the strength to type a little... Ugh. )

Chapter 281

At first, Ye Qianluo felt that she had eaten something.An extremely wonderful taste smeared in her mouth a little bit.

This thing feels like a chocolate bar?But it's spicy?Even a bit of soapy water?All kinds of thoughts slowly popped up in Ye Qianluo's mind as the taste buds felt them bit by bit.But she soon realized that this was Xia Xun's finger...

It feels strange and exciting.

While tasting the various tastes, Ye Qianluo also found that Xia Xun's expression was weird, such a beautiful face seemed to be afraid of something, it really looked cuter.But at the end of the day, why is she feeding herself?

This was obviously an unhygienic behavior, but Ye Qianluo didn't feel disgusted at all.

Or, is this some kind of favor Xia Xun expressed to himself?

All of a sudden, more complicated thoughts swam around in Ye Qianluo's mind in groups, making her forget all the things she was worrying about before.Not knowing which nerve these thoughts manipulated, Ye Qianluo found that her hand had slowly climbed up, gently holding Xia Xun's slender wrist.

or……

that's it……

continue?

Ye Qianluo didn't know why she had such thoughts, but this finger that slipped into her mouth really directly hit her preferences.And the taste is very good, I don't know what's going on, it's like a layer of thick chili sauce wrapped around it, I want... I want to lick it again...

"You..." Xia Xun panicked, always feeling that things didn't develop according to his ideas.

Of course she wanted to pull it out, but Ye Qianluo's strength in grabbing her hand was surprisingly strong. Could it be because of her courage?What's more frightening is that when Xia Xun's fingers wanted to take a step back, Ye Qianluo's little tongue followed suit. In her private mouth, an extremely dangerous chase was unfolding that no one knew about.

Xia Xun was tickled by being licked.

As a photographer, she has in-depth research on human expressions, and at the same time, she found that Ye Qianluo's face turned red, and her eyes became blurred and weird.It's like walking on the street, a person who was originally a good person suddenly wants to die for some reason, so he is looking for someone to die for with piercing eyes.