let me be quiet

Chapter 59 First Kiss

Seeing that Tang Xiaohu was about to bump into Huali, Prince Yu grabbed the red silk with his hands instead, chasing the cloud like a living creature with spirituality, and threw it from his waist, directly attacking Tang Xiaohu.

"Brother...Brother, help!" Tang Xiaohu yelled anxiously when he saw the sharp hook rushing towards him like a snake.

Qian Yitong didn't panic, he turned his toes and put some force on Tang Xiaohu's silk, only to see Tang Xiaohu in the air suddenly fall down, forcibly avoiding the menacing Chasing Cloud.

In the next second, it was about to hit Huali, so he simply threw away the red silk, opened his arms and rushed towards Huali.

Hua Li also saw the scene just now, so he naturally knew that he and Qian Yitong were in the same group, so he hurriedly pulled the silver thread around his waist, the iron head in the backstage immediately understood, and directly lifted him to a higher place.

This time Tang Xiaohu was at a disadvantage, he threw himself into the air, screaming and rushing towards the outside of the palm-sized Moon-Watching Tower.

Huali was the closest to him. If he fell more than ten meters away, he would be disabled if he didn't die. He quickly reached out and grabbed Tang Xiaohu's belt.

Tang Xiaohu thought he was still falling, and kept waving his hands and feet, shouting and screaming like a dog pawing sand.

You fucking don't move!I can't hold on anymore.

Hua Li scolded her mother in his heart, he felt that his whole arm was about to be torn off, but he held back and didn't make a sound.

Qian Yitong was still fighting with Prince Yu, observing the situation there, he shouted: "Little Tang, grab the bouquet!"

Don kitten?Are you calling me?After Tang Xiaohu reacted, he realized that he hadn't fallen down. He turned his head and saw that the fairy-like Lihua girl's face was already blushing, she bit the flower ball with her jade teeth, and freed two lotus-white hands to hold him tight .

"Pear Blossom Girl..."

Tang Xiaohu was moved to the point of tears, is this the legendary beauty saving the hero?

I'm copying your uncle's Pear Blossom girl, grab the railing below, idiot!

When Tang Xiaohu was still being hypocritical, he heard someone shouting from the audience: "You two, stop fighting, the incense is almost burnt out."

"Hmph!" Qian Yitong and Lord Yu glared at each other at the same time, separated their moves and flew towards Huali.

Tang Xiaohu was not stupid, he wanted to grab Huali's hand and climb up with his backhand, but with this force, with a click, the silver rope around his waist couldn't bear the weight of the two of them, and it snapped.

"Ah! Help!" Tang Xiaohu yelled again, and grabbed the air indiscriminately, but he really caught him, and grabbed the edge of the railing of the Moon Tower.

Hua Li was not as lucky as him, his hands had long been numb and lost his strength, he couldn't hold onto Tang Xiaohu's waist, he leaned down limply, and his whole body also fell down.

Still biting the flower ball in her mouth, Yiwan Qingqian was completely rounded in shock in the billowing red dress.

Qian Yitong was a thief this time, before Prince Yu hugged him from top to bottom, he opened his mouth to pick up the flower ball on his mouth, but saw Hua Li's light and shallow smile, He grabbed the bouquet with a weak hand and threw it vigorously, and threw it directly into the arms of Prince Yu behind him.

"you!"

As soon as Qian was out of breath, he buried his head and gnawed up at the man who was showing his white teeth and grinning. During the process of descending and spinning, he was in the dreamlike blur of brightly lit red skirts.

He kisses him.

At that moment, Huali only felt that the sky was hanging and the earth was turning. It was different from the previous feeling when he only gnawed his neck and skin. This time, the four lips blended together.

That feeling, like a violent storm suddenly swept through the whole body, like drinking ten altars in a row, no, one hundred altars of peach blossom debts of more than ten years, like losing one's soul.

His grandma's, my first kiss...