Chapter 937: God's descent (44) _1

His fingers were as long as Jade.

He gently brushed the delicate and alluring petals. The petals shrank slightly like a beautiful little girl. She looked a little shy and refused.

The petals were half-torn.

He was trembling.

However, he had no ability to resist the storm and could only silently accept the destruction of the storm.

..

The black-robed God retracted his slender fingers. His black eyes were tainted with a touch of charming color, but he suppressed it. His delicate Adam's apple rolled slightly.

The girl trembled.

He shrank back.

Hodel reached out and grabbed her ankle. Seeing the girl's slightly frightened eyes, his hand unconsciously shrank back. He felt indescribable and uncomfortable."What are you running for?"

Fu Shang slapped his hand away.

The force was so great that the back of horde's hand turned red.

The only thing worth rejoicing about was that ...

Just now ... He had not reached the final step.