Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

teacher 5

"Miss Qianshui, I think we can go." The gentleman-like man with jet-black hair said in a sexy yet subtle voice.

"En." The oversized wide-rimmed eyes hang on the bridge of the nose, reflecting the sun's rays, making it difficult to see the expression clearly.

The wooden door is not very wide, not very prosperous, but there is a faint, unnegligible melancholy... Suddenly, the door opens, and with the violent impact sound, there is a three-point sadness, seven-point anger, delicate and unusual face.

"Shallow water! My painting... my painting was stolen!"

The girl who was leaning on the edge of the bed turned her head slowly, and saw some older women with distorted faces, just watching, just staring fixedly, without any words, her lips were raised, fixed at 45 degrees In terms of angle, and then stood up, the pure white pure white dress swayed slightly at a slight angle due to the advancement of footsteps, it was beautiful...

"Miss..." A voice in line with her temperament escaped from her pale lips, revealing a calm tone gently.

The woman froze for a moment, her emotions gradually dripping down...

"Sorry……"

Qian Shui never wants those paintings to appear, Qian Shui never likes to be drawn with a paintbrush to look dirty, Qian Shui never likes, never likes...

But the lady drew a picture, and then relied on a clumsy brush to draw a beautiful picture with jj j colors...

The lady painted... and Asahi learned what hatred is...but... there is no way to blame...

Qianshui likes Miss, Miss wants to be redeemed, Qianshui works hard to redeem Miss...

Qianshui likes Miss, and Miss wants to paint, and Qianshui patiently makes Miss draw pictures that go against her original intention...

Qian Shui likes Miss but hates...

There is a voice calling for help in the small space... The golden silk-like luster flows down the river, brilliant and brilliant...

can't hear...can't hear anything...

The bright golden hair glowed slightly weirdly under the sunlight, and the young and handsome face was full of smiles. Thinking of the brightest light, it couldn't be regarded as the big hands that kept fiddled with them. The keyboard with metallic luster is rattling, so brisk.

"That's all?" Although the sentence pattern of the rhetorical question is used, there is no doubt in it, the voice is slightly lowered, the voice is elegant, and then...followed by the dark voice that seems to melt Hair color in the dark.

"Well, doesn't the leader believe in my ability?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, which can't be regarded as respectful, but it can't be called rebellious, very smooth, no, it should be said to be very cunning tone.

"Then, let's go and look at another place." Mosuo said with a pale finger slightly rubbing his lips, paused.

Qian Shui is afraid of Mr., very afraid of Mr., Mr. is obviously so gentle, Mr. is obviously such a gentleman, but... still afraid...

Qian Shui likes Miss, there are many, many, many people, only Miss smiles at Qian Shui and lets Qian Shui cry.

Qian Shui likes Miss, and Miss wants to be redeemed...but Qian Shui can't give it...can't give it...

Qian Shui hated Miss, and Miss drew a picture...

Qian Shui likes Mr., but is also afraid of...inexplicable, inexplicably afraid...

"Why can you always find me, sir?" With a little confusion, a little bit of bitterness, and also...fear, he bit his lower lip and asked.

"Why does Ms. Qianshui always involve these 'things'?" Meaningfully, she tilted her head lightly as if she didn't know why, her dark bangs swayed slightly while tilting, pure white, pure white, pure white seemed to be intentional. The bandages to bring out the sick complexion were tied conspicuously on the forehead, and he asked softly.

"I just like Miss, and I have been redeemed by Miss, so I won't let Miss die." I don't know when the originally gentle tone became a little stubborn, stubborn, and stubbornly replied to the husband's question.

The slender body blocked the trembling young lady, and the pure white dress covered the only angle from which she could peek behind her. Her body was trembling, but she did not leave.

The good-looking brows frowned, and the deep black eyes became deep in an instant, like stagnant water, making it impossible to understand what this gentle and gentleman man in front of him would do.

Qian Shui didn't know what the husband would do, but Qian Shui wanted to protect the young lady, so he tried his best to protect her.

Qian Shui didn't know what the young lady had done. Although she hated, hated, hated, she still wanted to be redeemed.

Qian Shui didn't know what he wanted to do, he couldn't stop it, he couldn't have the slightest hope, but he still persisted.

Qian Shui just wanted to protect, forgive, and redeem... So, she stood, stood in front of her husband, and stood in front of her husband who was getting more and more evil.

"Miss Qianshui always wants to protect the 'things' that are obviously not qualified to have protection." The gentleman smiled, and for the gentleman who had been in a state of thinking for a long time, the smile added a little ferocity, A little impatient.

This made Qianshui fearful and Qianshui wanted to back down, but...

"Miss is very good, treats me very well, treats me very well, very good, why can't such a young lady be protected? Why can't she be redeemed?" Retorted, retorted vigorously, and then fell silent.

"Qian Shui should know what this 'thing' has done. Doesn't Qian Shui really feel disgusted at all?"

"No." Miss is very good, really good!Smiling at Qianshui will make Qianshui feel that he has a home and a place to come back to!

"Really not?"

"no!"

The change of face changes in vain, the picture that people can't ignore...the steps that make people unable to move...the lines that make people unable to take their eyes off...

"Really not? Even so?"

"No..." Qianshui likes Miss, likes, likes.like!

"That's right." After getting affirmative thoughts, he suddenly changed his tone and said to himself with a little emotion.

Hearing Mr. whispering to himself, I relaxed my mind and body, and then... so popular, so popular, so popular...

Why so gorgeous?

Why are the colors so bright but seem to have no color at all?

Why has the world become so monotonous in color?

Why did Mr.... kill... people?

"Sir... always killing people... non-stop, non-stop killing..."

Shallow water can't stop Mr....

Shallow water can't stop Mr....

Shallow water has no power to stop Mr....

Shallow water no, power...

"Because Miss Qianshui is always running away."

Qianshui knew what her husband wanted, but Qianshui didn't want to understand.

Qianshui knew that her husband didn't care about anything, but Qianshui didn't like to see blood.

Qianshui knew that her husband was helping her, but Qianshui couldn't forgive her.

Shallow water, shallow water, shallow water...don't like this...don't like it, don't like it, don't like it...

"Sir...I'm very thirsty..."

Thirsty, thirsty, really thirsty...

Unquenchable hunger...

An irrepressible desire...

Can't, can't, can't... go back to the past...

shallow water...not...human...

The author has something to say: the prelude is over...

If there are adults who don't want to watch it... just jump into the pit...

I don't want to update if I can't see the message......

Sorry, forgive my waywardness...

Lotus root girl and Tuan finally entered the two-person world...

The lotus root girl's transformation is finally over...