"Why?" Yunpan blurted out a sentence. After asking, she felt as if she had asked nonsense.
But Lu Qian didn't think it was nonsense, and he answered her seriously.
"When you call brother, it's like that."
And let her call.
She didn't say this, but Lu Qian felt it and replied, "but I just want to hear it."
The clouds and he were quiet for a moment.
After calming down, she could not only feel Lu Qian's heartbeat with her hands, but also hear Lu Qian's rapid heartbeat.
After a long time, yunpan thought Lu Qian was asleep, and Lu Qian suddenly got up.
He held his head in his right hand and turned on the light in the room with the other hand.
The light is not very bright. It is a soft orange light. The clouds squint and squint. Lu Qian puts up his hands lazily. The orange light falls on his face. Not only does it not make his face dark yellow, but it becomes more and more white.
His curly eyelashes drooped slightly, and there was a bit of tenderness in his eyes, because in such a posture, gentleness seemed to be seducing.
He said mysteriously, "I'll show you something."
Then, the clouds came to see the most beautiful scenery she had ever seen here.
Behind Lu Qian, there is something unfolding, close to the translucent wings. The orange light plays on it, which makes the lines on it very clear. However, Lu Qian is half wrapped by those wings, which adds a bit of charm and mystery to Lu Qian.
He is just like a character in existence and illusion. One glance makes one dare not look at him more.
The wings moved gently, and Lu Qian's mouth was tinged with a smile of pride: "our wings are never touched by people other than our parents, unless we are very close and intimate people, such as a life partner hand in hand."
When he said this, he said it with deep affection and affection, just like reading a poem.
With that, he turned his back voluntarily, and his wings were completely exposed in the sight of the clouds.
Cloud Pan Pan holds his breath and hears Lu Qian say: "you touch it, OK?"
It's not about touching and letting you touch.
What he said was more of a request.
Lu Qian, who is drunk, feels heartache as well.
You need to be loved like a child.
Cloud Pan Pan slowly stretched out his hand. When his fingertips fell on his wings, Lu Qian's body and wings shook.
"Your hands are very hot," he murmured
In fact, the cloudy hands are not hot at all, even cold sweat.
Lu Qian felt that his whole body was hot. He folded up his wings and turned his body back: "if you touch my wings, can you just like me all your life?"
Cloud pan pan made the first move to get close to him all night.
She gave him a kiss on the corner of the lip and promised, "only like you."
Lu Qian tossed about all night. When he got the promise, he fell asleep contentedly.
The clouds are all over, but I can't sleep.
She already knows the identity of Lu Qian. Lu Qian is not an imperial human. He belongs to Zerg.
The wings on him tell everything.
The background of this world is that the Zerg have been eliminated by the imperial people. Long ago, there was no Zerg.
Lu Qian, how did he survive?
Cloud pan pan in the heart calls for cabbage, cabbage not long ago to the sensory screening, received the call of cloud pan pan, this just appeared.
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