Chapter61: God Is Pure (38)

After taking a shower, Jessica knocked on God's door and leaned against it with her arms crossed,

To be honest, it was a bit of a surprise the guy got so angry. It doesn't feel like a big deal...

It wasn't her own feeling.

Although from the perspective of the great God, it is her.

Well, he's angry that he ever liked someone else...

Jessica frowned and thought for a moment.

If you knew that God had liked someone else... I'm afraid I'll be aggrieved and angry.

Even if I did, I'd be sad.

... Well, it's all her fault.

She sighed, and as soon as the door opened, she smiled, looked up and smiled at the people inside: "Uh, going to sleep?"

After saying that, he secretly spit on himself, what nonsense does this say.

The boy looked at her silently.

His black broken hair is slightly wet, as if there is dense fog to cover those beautiful eyes, the body is slightly fragrant, pale face light.

Pure white pajamas lined with young black hair black pupil, white skin like snow, the appearance has always been exquisite and beautiful.

He gave her a faint glance, then lowered his hand on the door frame and turned slightly to look inside, his voice calm. "Come in."

Jessica walked in.

Su Yanbai closed the door, saw the girl walk past, gallantly brought a hair dryer, "hair is still wet, come, I will help you blow your hair."

After a pause, he sat down on the sofa and let her hold his shoulders behind him.

The girl's five fingers, through the youth's slightly wet soft broken hair, the movement is very gentle.

Jessica holds a hairdryer and looks at the boy's delicate profile from behind.

His side face is beautiful, the earlobes are white, and the whole person is "crystal clear" in the light.

Her lips pressed and her eyes narrowed slightly.

After she had done her hair quietly, she put the dryer aside and bent her head close to his neck.

The girl bent down and put her hands around the young man's neck from behind, touching his side face, the skin contact felt smooth and delicate. She winked. "Don't be angry. I never liked him, really."

The boy turned his face slightly.

His delicate eyebrows puckered, silent, long upturned eyelashes, a kind of silent silence.

It was a moment before he looked back.

Jessica stared at his long, curly lashes, faintly Shadowed under his LIDS. Then I heard the boy's bored voice, and whispered, "I don't blame you... That was before. You liked someone else. I can understand that."

Jessica stared down.

The young man bit thin red lips, black eyes, as if hidden in the hazy fog.

Jessica had not yet seen the faint look in his eyes, the slender young man lowered his eyes and stood up calmly.

The girl, who was still around his neck, was caught off guard and brought to her feet by his movements.

A pretty white hand around her waist,

She did not react, staring at the teenager.

The man exquisite eyes against the light, only broken light twinkling eyes bottom, a calm.

He pressed his lips and narrowed his eyes.

"But in the future, don't like anyone. You can only like me."