The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Seeing that she was not choked, he snorted angrily, "You little thing, can't you even take a shower?"

Luo Liyan buried her head in Yi Shurong's arms as if she was scared, but she snickered secretly.

If I were honest, how could I have deceived you from the shore.

Luo Liyan was thinking that it was not good for the two of them to hide and choke, so she thought it would be better to take advantage of this opportunity to put Yi Shurong's feelings for her on the road of love.

"You can't blame me. My cousin pinched my waist just now. I'm not ticklish." She defended herself aggrievedly.

"I pressed your waist just now, but why didn't you see that you were ticklish?" Yi Shurong hit her furry head hard in annoyance.

Luo Liyan pressed her head, her face bulging with anger, "Then my cousin didn't pinch my waist just now."

Yi Shurong was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had just pinched her waist uncontrollably because she was thinking about it, and her ears turned red again.

Naturally, Luo Liyan would not waste any more time on deceiving him. Instead, she rubbed her head against his chest, and then sighed in a low voice: "Cousin, you are so young. .”

Small?

Where is it too small?

Although he has not been compared with others, he was born with the filth of heaven and earth, and his body cannot be compared with ordinary mortals.

Yi Shurong immediately thought of something else and subconsciously replied in her mind.

However, such thoughts only occurred for a moment. He soon realized what Luo Liyan meant. Not only did his body stiffen, but his face turned dark.

Holding Luo Liyan's shoulders and pushing her a little further, Yi Shurong glanced at her calmly, then curled her lips in disgust, "We are about the same."

"That's different. My cousin is already over eighteen this year, and I'm not yet fifteen. I still have room to grow." Luo Liyan straightened her back, and her soft little voice was full of emotion. Full of pride.

Yi Shurong never thought that she would discuss such a topic with her rationally and confidently. No matter how calm she pretended to be, she actually felt helpless and panicked.

After coughing slightly, she squinted her eyes slightly, looked at Luo Liyan carefully, and finally nodded in agreement.

"It's true that I'm still young and there's still room for growth. I haven't had much contact with women in the past two years, and I don't know much about these things. I missed it in vain. Now it's a foregone conclusion. There's nothing I can do about it. But my cousin can still develop. Don’t worry, I will find a special nanny to take good care of your body. "

Uh...at this time, shouldn't you take the initiative to take off your vest?

He had already handed over the ladder of confession. Could it be that it was so obscure that he didn't feel it at all?

Luo Liyan pursed her lips, a little confused.

However, the ladder had already been handed over once. If she handed it over again, Yi Shurong was afraid that she would notice her intentions, so she only held back temporarily.

Leaning softly in Yi Shurong's arms, she pinched the black hair and gently circled it with her fingertips.

His eyes were slightly squinted, as if he was about to fall asleep comfortably.

It's just that even if she doesn't do anything, it doesn't have no impact on Yi Shurong at all.

Even though she was soaked in cold water, fine beads of sweat still appeared on Yi Shurong's forehead.

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