"Junlang, don't be so formal. Hanyu is already one of yours. Whatever it is, it's ours. We'll never be separated from each other ever again." Situ Feiyu tightened her embrace and pressed her head against his back, her breath as gentle as an orchid.
In such a good mood, the macheteman finally listened to her carefully. He took off Situ Feiyu's hand and held her in his arms, saying, "Okay, let's travel far away to Gao Fei in the future."
Situ Hanyu was very happy when she agreed for the first time. She raised her head and looked at the handsome face of the macheteman. Her clear and bright eyes were full of joy. She looked like a newly won hunter deer, the winner of Muye's competition.
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Situ Feiyu slowly felt that the machete man's chest was very hot, as if he was on fire.
