Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

twins 19

"tick, tick"

The sweat slid down and fell on the ground with a little dust, and the sweat beads mixed with fine particles stuck to each other, forming gem-like stones, rolling down the feet.

'Sir killed someone... didn't he? '

At that time, Qian Shui questioned him like this, looking steadily at Mr.'s good-looking face, handsome and handsome like Mr. Arashiyama's upturned lips, and properly dealt with some seemingly useless emotions.

At that time, Qianshui didn't want the answer, because the answer was hidden in the deep, deep, deep corner of Qianshui's heart.

"tick, tick"

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

sunrise... sunset...

Mr.'s voice floated in the air, that demonic, low-pitched voice spoke.

'Forget it. '

Qianshui knows, knows, knows, has always known.

'Forget it. '

Mr.'s voice floated in the air, that demonic, low-pitched voice spoke.

Didn't hear it, covered my ears, covered my eyes, it was dark, dark, dark...

Let the body respond to the five senses of quatrains, let the body instinctively cut off, Qianshui likes Mr., I like it very much, I like it very much, so... Qianshui doesn't want to hear it...

'But . . . Mr Carraud . '

Qianshui likes Mr. Carraude, likes it very much, but...Mr. Carraud wants to kill Fang Luo, the angel of Qianshui...

Qian Shui likes Mr. Carraud, very much, very much, but... Fang Luo fell to the ground, her delicate face was covered with blood.

Qian Shui likes Mr. Crowder, very much, very much, but... Fang Luo's dark lace skirt is full of spots.

Mr. Carraud didn't answer, he was silent...

Didn't hear, cover your ears, cover your eyes, it's dark, it's dark, it's dark... Let the darkness lead... Let the five senses lose...

Qianshui likes Mr. Claude, very much, very much, because Mr. Claude has long long hair, which has the color of azure blue that Qianshui loves most.

Qianshui likes Mr. Claude, he likes it very much, so... Qianshui wants to save... desperately trying to save...

Qianshui met Mr. Crowder... Qianshui thought it was...fate...

Qianshui met Fang Luo, very cute, very cute, very lovely Fang Luo...that was...the angel of Qianshui...

"tick, tick"

The sweat slid down and fell on the ground with a little dust, and the sweat beads mixed with fine particles stuck to each other, forming gem-like stones, rolling down the feet.

Qianshui likes Fang Luo, I like it very much, I like it very much, so I want to protect... Absolutely absolutely absolutely absolutely must protect...

'Sir killed someone... didn't he? '

The pitch-black hair, the pure white and pure white bandages, and the pale complexion that is even more pale than the pure white and pure white bandages have a color that makes people feel sick.

The pitch-black eyes, there is nothing in the swamp like stagnant water, even if you try your best to open your eyes wide, even if you try your best to rub your eyes, there is still nothing...

The blue and blue sapphire earrings shone with a fascinating luster on the earlobe with a sickly complexion, it was temptation, it was poison...

'Sir killed someone... didn't he? '

Qian Shui likes Mr., very much, very much, but... Mister killed someone.

Qian Shui likes Mr., very much, very much, but... Mr. killed someone... killed Lala, killed Nono...

Qian Shui likes Mr., very much, very much, but... Mr. kills people... kills Lala, kills Nuonuo... kills many, many, many people...

Qian Shui likes Mr., very much, very much, but...Mr. is terrible...

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.

The fingers are strong, and the hands are clenched tightly with a force that is a little heavier than before but not painful.

"tick, tick"

The sweat slid down and fell on the ground with a little dust, and the sweat beads mixed with fine particles stuck to each other, forming gem-like stones, rolling down the feet.

"I like Mr...." Shen Mo was silent, and then said in a low, low, low low voice that seemed not very clear, and said words that made people sink, "Really, really, really I like it very much..."

The moonlight is bright and white, the moonlight is bright and white, the moonlight is so white, but... I can see Qianshui's appearance clearly... I can't see the expression on Qianshui's face at this time...

"Sir...can't you stop?" asked in a low voice, slightly choked up...

Qian Shui likes Mr., very much, very much, but... Mister killed someone.

Qian Shui likes Mr., very much, very much, but... Mr. killed someone... killed Lala, killed Nono...

Qian Shui likes Mr., very much, very much, but... Mr. kills people... kills Lala, kills Nuonuo... kills many, many, many people...

Qian Shui likes Mr., very much, very much, but...Mr. is terrible...

"She killed Charlotte." The sir's voice was so cold, as if there was no warmth...

"But...Fang Luo is a good boy..." Gently, gently, gently wanted to refute.

"Miss Qianshui knows me." The gentleman's voice was so cold, as if there was no warmth.

Staring closely at his toes, the dark patent leather shoes shone with a cold white glow under the reflection of the moonlight.

The people here are not familiar with shallow water, the things here are unfamiliar with shallow water, this is not the world of shallow water... Here... shallow water, I don't know anything...

'Miss Qianshui knows me, right? 'Mr.'s voice is so cold, as if there is no warmth, but...Mr. told the truth, the absurd truth with a grotesque meaning.

Yinhong Yinhong Yinhong... like the most beautiful camellia in bloom... Chun...

"No, I don't know Mr.." Qian Shui didn't know Mr., never knew Mr.

"Miss Qianshui knows me very well." The pale lips outline a beautiful arc, and that beautiful and handsome smile is just right... a smile that is not a smile...

"I don't know Mr., I don't know Mr. in the past, I don't know Mr. now. The Mr. I know is very gentle, very gentle, very gentle. He will smile at me gently, correct my wrong syllables, and will be confused because of a momentary panic. And playing Carmen, the gentleman I know is very good very good, really really really good."

Qianshui doesn't know Mr., doesn't know Mr. now, doesn't know Mr. who is the head of the team, doesn't know Mr. who is a spider, Qianshui doesn't know... always don't know...

Qianshui likes Mr. because he is a gentleman, a gentleman, a gentleman, so Qianshui believes and desperately believes.

Qianshui likes Fangluo, because Fangluo is an angel of Qianshui, belongs to Qianshui, and only belongs to Qianshui's angels, so Qianshui wants to protect, and tries his best to protect...

Crying, crying silently...

Qianshui hates crying, but...the eyes are wet, but...the vision is blurry, but...the scenery is blurred...

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