Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

twins 18

"Tap, tap, tap."

The hard-soled leather shoes made a crisp sound on the sandy ground. It was very pleasant and comfortable, but it was unusually... irritating.

The tightly clasped hands, slender and slender fingers, fair and fair complexion, that almost morbid color has a kind of pain that people can't forget.

"Sister Qianshui, she is a good person." The childish voice resounded throughout the street in the dark night, no one, no one, no one...

"I will protect Fang Luo, absolutely absolutely absolutely will protect Fang Luo." The slender voice responded to the immature words, as if the night was so bright for a moment.

Qianshui is a human being, a human being without any power, but Qianshui met Fang Luo.

Qianshui is a human being, a human being without any power, but Qianshui met Fang Luo, so he wanted to protect him.

Qianshui is a human being, a human being without any power, but Qianshui met Fang Luo, a girl with a sweet, sweet, sweet smile... So Qianshui has power.

Qianshui is a human being, a human being without any power, but Qianshui met Fang Luo, who has long long long long long Qianshui's favorite long hair, and the color of the hair is that dazzling silvery white, so Qianshui has Power, very strong very strong very strong power...

Qianshui is a human being, a human being without any power, but... Qianshui wants to protect, so...power gushes out...

"Sister Qianshui, is it alright?" Her voice, which was still in the voice-changing period, was confusing, but... was worried.

"It's okay." He replied, softly and softly.

The moonlight is bright and white, the moonlight is bright and white, like Fang Luo's long long hair, gentle...but playful.

The silver-white light shone on the delicate face, and the black thick-rimmed glasses covered two-thirds of the face, and the jet-black hair swayed from time to time in front of the forehead, which was really soft and beautiful.

"Sister Qianshui...I killed someone." The girl in the dark lace dress stopped, paused, and then told the truth.

"I know." The pure white pure white dress swayed a little under the blowing of the wind, and her hair was floating, so she habitually reached out to caress, the moonlight was very soft, very soft, blurred the touch A pure white figure.

The slender voice floated in the air, spinning and falling on the deserted street...

Sister Qianshui is an angel, the most beautiful, most beautiful, and most beautiful angel Fang Luo has ever met.

Sister Qianshui is an angel, Fang Luo's favorite angel.

And then... she said 'I know. '

Constriction of the pupil, dilation of the orbit.

"why?"

Why do you still save when you know it clearly?

Why do you know it but still protect it?

Why are you trying your best to keep her when you can ignore her?

"Because I like Fang Luo."

Smiling, raise the corners of the lips, pull out the most beautiful arc, let the corners of the eyes droop slightly, let the body present the most relaxed posture, smile, as if smiling with all your life.

like...an angel...

Qianshui likes Fangluo, likes it very much, likes it very much, so he is desperate, so he does his best.

Qian Shui likes Fang Luo, likes it very much, likes it very much, so he doesn't care, so he won't stop him.

"Sister Qianshui is really a simple fool..." He lowered his head, his overly long bangs covered his entire expression at that time, and the tone of his voice changed. Will have a voice, "Sister, angels really exist."

"Yeah...it really exists." With his raised head, there was that pure, pure, pure expression on his exquisite face, as if he could give up everything, as if he could use up everything.

"We are so lucky, brother."

"Yes, sister."

Qian Shui looked at, with eyes open, fixedly, and confidently.

This is Fang Luo, Qian Shui's favorite Fang Luo, Qian Shui's favorite angel...

The ninety-degree bent figure, the standard gentleman's etiquette, seems to be like the etiquette of the nobles at the end of the century, "Sister Qianshui, first time meeting, I am Luo Fang, Luo Fang? Benz? Wayans."

Same smile, same gesture, same...everything is the same...

"Hello, I am Qianshui, Shen Qianshui."

Qian Shui likes Fang Luo, no matter what Fang Luo looks like, no matter who Fang Luo is, no matter what past he has, Qian Shui likes Fang Luo, he likes Fang Luo very much.

So smile, smile at Fang Luo, smile at Luo Fang, very gentle, very gentle, very gentle smile.

Qianshui likes Fangluo, likes it very much, likes it very much, has always liked it all the time.

"Fang Luo, we are leaving, hurry up."

Get out before they come, before they find you.

"Sister Qianshui, I like you, I like you the most."

The long, long hair is spinning and floating in the air, which is really beautiful.

"I like Fang Luo too, I like Fang Luo the most."

"tick, tick"

time...time...please...

"Tap, tap, tap."

The hard-soled leather shoes made a crisp sound on the sandy ground. It was very pleasant and comfortable, but it was unusually... irritating.

The tightly clasped hands, slender and slender fingers, fair and fair complexion, that almost morbid color has a kind of pain that people can't forget.

"Sister Qianshui ever killed... people?" asked softly, followed by a long silence.

"...No." After a pause, he replied.

Qianshui is a human being, a human being without any power, so he never killed anyone.

Qianshui is a human being, a human being without any power, so it will not kill people.

Shallow water is a human being, a human being without any power, so... more and more will not give up life.

"Fang Luo is a good boy." He murmured, speaking softly as if the words would be uttered by a benevolent Virgin Mary, and then... saved.

Qianshui likes Fang Luo, likes it very much, likes it very much, Fang Luo is...an angel...

Qian Shui likes Fang Luo, likes Fang Luo very much, likes Fang Luo very much, even if Fang Luo has killed someone, he still still likes Fang Luo.

Qianshui likes Fang Luo, I like it very much, because Fang Luo has long long long hair, and the hair has a dazzling dazzling color, that is... light...

Qianshui likes Fangluo, likes Fangluo very much, likes it very much, so... wants to protect.

The people here are unfamiliar to Qianshui, the things here are unfamiliar to Qianshui, this is not the world of Qianshui... Here, Qianshui knows nothing...

"tick, tick"

time...time...please...

Fang Luo is an angel...

An angel with tiny wings...

The angel who desperately wants to be happy......

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