"You're so beautiful!"

Yulia silently stared at the night sky in the distance, the copper-colored clouds obscured the sky, this is the industrial age, the gift that human beings have brought to nature, perhaps the greater the damage to the environment, the more it can explain the greatness of human civilization.

Yulia was looking into the distance in a daze when a soft voice came from behind her.

"You're so beautiful!" Frank Mire said it again.

Yulia turned slowly and looked at Frankimir without saying a word. This man always gave her a strange feeling, she couldn't describe whether it was good or bad, and she seemed to cherish it. It's just this feeling that makes her not have the courage to speak to anyone.

"This dress suits you very well, it looks very beautiful, women should wear such clothes, those prison guards' clothes are not suitable for you." Frankie Mire said with a smirk.

Because he was naturally handsome, although his smile was very ugly, it was not revealed at all. He wasn't very good at laughing, and only barely managed to squeeze out a smile to appease Yulia.

He was really worried that Yulia would do something irreparable on impulse.

"Why are you here?" Yulia asked curiously.

"Because I don't worry about you." Frankie Mill replied with a smile.

"Me?" Yulia's eyes widened in surprise.

"yes, I can't see you, which worries me." Frankmir shrugged and slowly leaned towards Yuria.

"What are you worried about...... Yulia stopped talking, her heart was churning, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

"Well, it sounds silly. But I still want to say that after so many things, we can be regarded as sharing the same fate through thick and thin, so I am very worried about you. "Franky Mire wanted to make himself look as relatable as possible.

"Thank you." Yulia nodded slightly.

"Why did you come here alone?" Frankimir and Yulia were only one step away at the moment.

"I don't know, I want to take a break. And then unconsciously, I came here. Yulia took off her glasses and hung them on the chest of ** on her chest.

It made her look more beautiful, and the brass glasses obscured her blue eyes. These eyes have a peculiar ** force, a ** force like a bad girl.

Frankimir had to admit that he was completely captivated by the woman in front of him, and he felt that he had never seen such a beautiful woman. Whenever he saw a beautiful woman, he always thought like this, but each time he thought it was the first time he thought like this.

"I'm sorry, maybe it's all my fault." Frankimir said, his eyes full of **.

"You can't be blamed for that, no one wants this to happen. As you say, you are a victim, you are not a hopeless bastard, on the contrary, you have saved us more than once. You're a hero, not as amazing as in the movies, but you're a hero. Yulia smiled, but shook her head.

"No, I'm nothing, I can't even protect my wife. I don't even know who the murderer is, I'm really useless. ”

"You can't be blamed for this, only those murderers, it's too cruel. It's not your fault, and you shouldn't blame yourself. ”

"You look more beautiful without glasses. You know, who does that remind me of? ”

"Huh? Who? Yulia blinked.

"Larisa!"

"Larissa? Who is she? ”

"My wife."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to remind you of something sad. I think I'd better put my glasses on. Yulia said, taking off the glasses that hung from the lace on her chest.

"No, I didn't mean anything else." Frank Mire said, reaching out to stop it, Yulia put on her eyes, not wanting to accidentally touch his left hand, Yulia's plump and huge breasts.

Yulia's eyes widened and her mouth opened wide, and she looked at Frankimir in surprise, not knowing what to say. She thought she was going to be furious, but at the moment she only felt a little fluttering and uncontrollable.

Frankimir was also shocked, he knew that Yulia was a stubborn woman, and he was so out of shape at the beginning, obviously he could only attract a scolding.

A long time passed like this, and Yulia didn't say a word. Frankimir was overjoyed, and it seemed that Yulia didn't hate him.

"I ...... Let's go down. I mean, it's cold in here, really cold. Frank Mimir made a flattering face.

"Aren't you, never afraid of the cold?" Yulia asked curiously.

"But for you, it's really cold." Frank Mire said affectionately.

Yulia's cheeks were crimson, and she lowered her head and turned around to leave, but she didn't expect to suddenly trip over something.

Yulia lost her balance in an instant, the fluffy skirt on her body looked very obstructive, and a scream was about to exit, and suddenly Yulia found herself firmly held by a pair of strong arms.

It was Franky Mill, it was his strong arms.

A warm stream of heat that spreads like lightning throughout the body. Yulia remembered Franky Mir, who was naked in the snowstorm and hugged her.

That warm chest was enough to melt her. At this moment, she felt the warmth again, the warmth that was extremely longing, but unspeakable.

Frankimir hugged Yulia tighter and tighter, and did whatever he wanted with his hands on Yulia's chest. The flame in her heart burned this ignorant girl, and the sweet tenderness deprived her of reason. The most mysterious treasure on her body was easily broken by Frankie Mill in an instant, she longs to be loved, but forgets men, and always has wolf ambitions. She is passionately in love with someone, but that person may just be greedy for her beauty. She is so beautiful that those who desire her want to conquer her before they have time to fall in love with her.

In the cold night sky, the desires and extravagances of two people reach their limits. His strong hands cupped her delicate cheeks.

She hung her face, not daring to meet his gaze.

He licked the roots of her ears, and she snuggled gently into his arms.

She was as soft as a marshmallow, but he was as hard as steel.

Slender and delicate fingers crossed his broad shoulders, and his soft and graceful lips exuded a faint fragrance of poppies.

The bright and deep blue gaze made Frank Miir's breath even more crude.

A strange smile appeared on Frankimir's face, and Yulia let out a rapid exclamation.

He kissed the snow-white skin exposed inside the princess's dress, and the aromatic jade body was more intoxicating than the wine.

She pleaded aggrievedly, she couldn't bear the weight of Frankimir, she was too delicate and too delicate, she was completely inexperienced, she didn't know what to do, so that she could be a little more comfortable, not so breathless.

However, at this time, no matter what tone she spoke, it had become unimportant, and they used their bodies to communicate, and their words and deeds all turned into the most instinctive force.

Yulia was trembling, her whole body trembling because of excitement or helplessness, and a powerful stream of heat rushed to her throat, making her mouth dry and thirsty.

Frankie Mill was so big that all the weight was on top of her, and she felt like her bones were about to break, but at the same time she enjoyed the unbearable weight.

She was looking forward to it, welcoming it, longing for it. Wholeheartedly devoted, wholeheartedly waiting, waiting for him to dedicate himself and dedicate to each other.

At this moment, it was as if the whole world was left with only the two of them.

Suddenly, a crisp and loud voice made them instantly understand that there were not only two of them in this world.