Jessica opened her eyes wide and felt his soft thin lips resting on her earlobe. She curled up and pushed him:
"You calm down, I..."
Just out of the hand was caught, the young man low smile, clear and pleasant sound line close to the ear, shocked people's heart a tingling.
"Ryan... Are you afraid of what I might do to you?"
He asked in a low voice, leaning against her earlobe, listening to the girl's slightly disturbed breathing.
My Lord... Now is not the time to do such a thing! Do you remember it was almost dawn?
Jessica gritted her teeth and felt the long, slender hand caress the edge of her waist, moving slowly upward as if it were careless.
His fingertips were warm, and the bony touch was so inviting that Jessica tried to duck upward, clenching her teeth and closing her eyes:
I, I like you!" And so...
All of Anmur's movements stopped.
Silence, as if time stood still.
The girl closed her eyes, coughed and said randomly, "The kind I like very much..."
She opened her eyes blushing. "... Will you listen to me?"
The other pair of good-looking eyes just stared at her motionless, the ice blue color, as if mixed with other emotions, and eventually turned into a thick dark.
He did not move for a long time, and finally lowered his eyelids slightly, and all his movements were gentle, and he gently rubbed his head against her neck, and his fingers grasped her waist, and hugged her softly, and blinked:
"Yes, Ryan. Everything is easy to say."
Wrapped in the arms of the beautiful teenager, Jessica turned to look at him and saw only his delicate collarbones.
There was a slight smile overhead. "What Ryan wants to say, say it, and I'll listen."
His voice sounded muffled as it pressed against his chest, but it was still soft and affectionate. Jessica had learned from the system why he was able to speak tonight, and now she pursed her lips and whispered:
"I have discussed it with Princess Delina and after the ceremony tomorrow, we are leaving."
The slender body beside him suddenly froze.
After a few seconds, the man whispered:
"We?"
"We." The girl reached out and grabbed his clothes, "I'm leaving with you." Is that OK?"
The system says he's not going to be a bubble. But she's gone... What about Anmur?
Into a bubble? Or do not become a bubble, alone for hundreds of years? She clutched the boy's clothes. There was a long silence.
There was no immediate answer.
He gently rubbed the hair on the top of her head, blinked his eyes, and then suddenly asked softly:
"Well, do you love me?"
"Love you." The girl answered unconsciously.
The moment these words were uttered, the first rays of dawn broke through the sky, dispelling the darkness of the night.
The young man's beautiful eyes with a slight smile between the eyes, the light brightened the white skin.
He bowed his head, and his thin, soft lips touched the girl's lips gently, and his long, slender eyelids quivered:
I see.
"If she loves you more than anything, she will give you half her soul, half her joy."
All curses, broken in this moment.