Under this thin layer of eyelids is a pair of very beautiful eyeballs.

Compared to the tributes she had seen, the black purple pearls offered by the small country in a certain year were more lustery and beautiful, with a purer color and texture, so beautiful that they wanted to be cut off as a treasure. The eyelids under the palm of the palm are warm, and the breathing surging under the bridge of the nose is also hot.

Wu You said: "It's a living thing."

It is neither lukewarm nor hot, but it is the body temperature of living creatures.

It was like an old friend who had been reunited after a long time, this temperature really fascinated her. Wu You bent down and approached her, and the color of her clear almond eyes darkened a little. She slightly leaned her head and approached Jimo Qiu's ears, like a ghostly bewitching: "If you draw it off, can you present it with both hands?"

Jimo Qiu: "I'm afraid this body is not good."

Shen Tang, the original god, was so shocked that her spoon fell off. Her incarnation was part of her. Why didn't she know that she was mentally abnormal? She suddenly fell ill and fell ill: "No, are you sick?"

If you are sick, go take medicine!

"Or are you both sick?"

If Jimo Qiu hadn't made a contribution, Shen Tang wouldn't be able to throw him away alone in the wild, she would have wanted to forcefully take him back. The transformation into Wuyou really thought of cutting off his eyes! Is Jimo Qiu's attitude a little too obedient? He is also sick?

When I heard the shouts in my heart, Wu You sneered.

She took her hand a little, "That's a pity."

Jimo Qiu still maintained a half-kneeling surrender posture, and Wu You could easily pull his braid. I remember that in the past, the beads used for decoration in young people's hair were of many colors, and each one was just right. When I was young, I liked bells and whistles. When I was old, I began to love solid colors, and among them, the white pearls were the most favored by him.

Chen Tang, the original Lord: "Aren't you empty?"

This naughty, innocent and cruel personality looks like...

Wu You narrowed his eyes and said with a voice: "Whether it is Wu You, Zixu or good thoughts, it isn't it all you?"

Chen Tang, the original god: "When did you come out?"

"Tsk, of course I came out as soon as I thought it out." I felt something was interesting and it came out. No one stipulated that good thoughts could not come out for breath. "If you don't live by the beach, do you care about me so broad?"

Chen Tang: "..."

Follow her and see a more terrifying scene.

The hand that covered Jimo Qiuhai's hair was slightly moved down, and his fingers slid across the latter's Adam's apple. The seemingly ambiguous and frivolous atmosphere was suddenly shattered by the next action. She clawed her hand, strangled the young man's still slender neck, and his palm tightened a little. The young man's hands were hanging beside him, neither struggling nor begging for mercy nor fighting back, but just opened his eyes covered with mist and looked straight up.

Through the eyes of kind thoughts, I saw Chen Tang.

Chen Tang: "..."

She wanted to save her but couldn't control her.

Shannin's voice was so cold that it could almost shed ice. She was clearly filled with horrifying murderous intent, but her voice was still innocent and innocent: "Little priest, I will make an exception to give you a second chance, don't let me down!"

The young man couldn't speak, but just responded in a blink of an eye.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Shan Nian relaxed his strength, squatted and held him in his arms, and said softly: "Be good, don't be afraid."

Chen Tang: "..."

Jimo Qiu was afraid that she wouldn't know, but she was really afraid.

Good thoughts are part of her. If you have mental illness, it means she has mental illness. Is this reasonable? This is not reasonable at all!

Shannian sneered: "I will kill you again!"

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After counting, I have been in the industry for twelve years.
Chapter completed!