The ghost was so miserable that Morris leaned over and approached Captain Yi Yang, and lightly touched Captain Yi Yang’s light-colored thin lips.
I don’t know if it was his illusion. He felt that Captain Yi Yang seemed to tremble and tremble at the k!ss, and his usual cold and serious face showed a little indulgence.
A huge contrast, dropped a stone in Morris’s calm lake.
Ripples rippled in the heart of the young adjutant who had been empty for a long time.
“Really don’t regret it?” Morris’ slender fingers clamped Captain Yi Yang’s jaw of perseverance. He lifted it up and stared at himself, his eyes full of helplessness and unbearable rejection.
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