The red figure stood quietly under the moonlight less than three meters away from her.
He was tall and wearing a woman's wedding dress, but he didn't feel out of place at all. His handsome face was dotted with light bridal makeup, his eyebrows were curved, and he was looking at her with a smile: "Zhaozhao is really amazing, you saved us."
He stopped in front of her, looked down at her, the smile in his eyes gradually turned into a gentle tenderness, and said softly: "Zhaozhao, it's great that you didn't abandon me."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly put his arm around her waist, clasped the back of her head with his other hand, lowered his head and kissed her.
Among the fallen leaves in the sky, the tall "bride" in her wedding dress hugged the girl in blue who saved them from the fire and water. At this moment, they were kissing each other inextricably.
When she came back to her senses, their lips and teeth had been entangled for a long time. He pulled away slightly. The red lipstick on his thin lips was smeared and messy, and there were bright red marks around her lips. Anger surged in her heart, and she raised her hand to slap him. As soon as she raised her hand, he clamped it firmly.
The pearls on his phoenix crown swayed slightly, his eyebrows were smiling, and his voice was hoarse: "I'll give you a full shot later."
As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her again. He grabbed her other wrist and clamped it behind her waist, pressing her waist hard against him. This kiss was even more intense, the smell of blood intertwined with the fragrance of powder, brewing a charming madness in the locust leaves all over the sky. After a long time, he let go of her and said in a sly tone: "Okay, now we can fight them together."
