Chapter 98 The Opened "Gift"
The night sky was chilly and had a bitter and unpleasant smell.
Qianzhi sat on the roof with her knees hugged, as if this was the only way to let the wind blow through her vague memories and make the past clearer.
There was a light sound of tiles being stepped on beside me.
A faint fragrance came from behind her.
A thick blanket was then draped over her.
"If the wind blows on the little dodder, the buds will be blown away." Sylvie sat beside her, chuckling softly and reaching out his hand.
"Come here, Qianqian, let your brother hug you."
Normally, Qianzhi would just give him a cold shrug at such jokes.
But this time, she not only turned around, but also gave him a big hug in return.
Peacock was shocked, Peacock was happy, Peacock took the opportunity to ask for more.
"Oh..." He cried stickyly, holding her in his arms without letting go, "Qianqian baby, are you cold? Let your brother kiss you and you won't be cold anymore."
He pursed his lips and pressed them against Qianzhi's soft little face, and was then nudged by her little hand.
The confused and lost expression on that soft, pale face finally disappeared, replaced by its usual calm expression.
"Your expressions and your words are so greasy," she commented mercilessly.
"Woo woo." Peacock began to cry fake tears.
As expected, she turned away again, feeling a bit uneasy. "Just a little bit of oil."
"Pfft." Xiweier finally couldn't help laughing.
His Chizhi is really cute.
She couldn't tell the difference between people's overly pretentious expressions. As long as he showed a little sadness or grievance, she would reflect on whether she had really hurt him.
She was so pure that he wanted to treasure her.
I also want her to show more different expressions because of him.
"Qianqian," the always lazy and noble peacock did not open his gorgeous feathers, and looked at her with his true face.
His eyes were filled with a dazzling galaxy of love.
"I really, really like—"
"——So it's here." Another low voice interrupted Xiweier.
The black panther jumped lightly from the roof, making a low humming sound, and at the same time pushed Sylvie's spirit body aside.
Although the night air was cold, Ian did not wear the loose camouflage uniform on the outside, but only wore a tight black T-shirt inside.
The clinging black fabric makes the man's muscular outlines more clearly.
Seville couldn't even tell who looked more like a peacock with its tail spread out, Ian or him.
"It's cold here," Ian glanced at Xiweier, softened his expression, and extended his hand to Qianzhi, "Let's go back."
The arm around Qianzhi's waist suddenly tightened. Xiweier's voice still contained a smile, but it was as cold as the wind.
"How can Qianqian feel cold in my arms?"
"You are not her, so you don't need to judge for her." Ian rarely refuted like this.
Although he did not act like a spoiled child to Qianzhi like Xi Weil, his deep blue eyes were different from the usual coldness, with a little moisture in them, like a big cat that felt wronged.
"Okay." Qianzhi patted Xiweier's arm, which was still holding her. "It's really a little late. We should go back."
Worry about the future made her a little depressed, but she didn't want these two men to worry about her.
"No way." Xiweier turned his handsome face away and answered proudly.
Huge wings spread out from behind him, emitting a shimmering blue light under the night sky.
He trapped him and Qianzhi inside, creating an enclosed space.
"It's warm like this, and you can see the stars from above your head." The gorgeous peacock said softly.
His blue eyes held a bright smile.
"After we get out of here, we can go to the Griffith Galaxy to see the sun shower," he said with such a lively and beautiful expression, "or maybe take a starship to the Nair Galaxy to see the stardust? The starry sky there will be much more beautiful than the starry sky inside the 'Gate'."
He tilted his head, and his moist heat hovered at the corner of her lips.
"Because I really want to stay with Qianqian forever."
Qianzhi was captured by the soft and gorgeous blue in those peach blossom eyes.
This soul had lost the body that carried it at the end of the world, wandered on the long road to rebirth, and finally regained a new life.
This time, she didn't want him to die here.
She wanted to indulge him a little.
"Qianqian." The soft calling voice seemed to penetrate tens of thousands of years and lingered in her ears again.
The thick and sticky pheromones slowly overflowed from his glands as he called her, wrapped around her body and bewitched her thoughts.
Just like he licked the corner of her lips.
It was wet, soft, and gentle, allowing her to sink into it slowly.
Something stretched out from the gaps between the wings, wrapped around her waist, and stroked her sensitive sides without giving in.
Xiweier grabbed the bewitched girl's neck and filled her throat with the smell of his pheromones.
At the same time, he opened his sparkling peach blossom eyes, lowered his deep brows, casting a dangerous shadow, and stared at the man behind him who had intruded into their space.
Ian brushed aside the feathers on his brother's wings and watched Sylvie's actions with a cold expression.
The cold, dense smell of mint pheromones gathered around Ian.
The two brothers' eyes of the same color met in the air, splashing out cold and hot sparks.
The male's instinct to possess burst out for a moment, but disappeared the next moment.
What they want is not just a moment of pleasure, but to be able to stay with her for a long time.
Showing weakness, seducing her, and exposing your vulnerability to her will be more effective than coercion and deception.
Sylvie's long fingers were scorching hot as they rubbed her cheek repeatedly, and he held her delicate lips in his mouth, feeding her his sweet pheromones bit by bit.
He guided her fingers to his gland and the loose, undone knot of his shirt just below it.
It was soaked with the moist glandular fluid and slipped in Qianzhi's hands.
She dazedly followed Sylvie's fingers as they pulled it open.
The silk shirt, which was only held together by a thin strap at the back of the neck, was finally opened in front of Qianzhi like a gift.
The soft bright blue fabric fell along with Savior's rising and falling chest, landing under his triceps covered with blue feather powder, just covering the pink dots.
The jade-white skin and sweet pheromones steamed together, making Qianzhi swallow hard.
"Does it look good?" Peacock squinted his eyes cunningly.
The clothes that had been prepared for so long were finally unpacked by Qianzhi herself.
Moreover, he not only wanted her to take it apart, but also wanted her to eat it all up.
The vines couldn't wait to climb along the skin under the cloth, but in the next second they were gently grabbed by a hand and pulled back.
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