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57. The hair is soft(2/2)

Xia Yu communicated with them, and finally everyone agreed to wait in the room.

Le Xiaoxiao took the talisman and began to arrange formations around the house.

Although it may not be able to resist big monsters, it is still good to be able to do some simple defenses.

Xiaomi guarded Xia Yu throughout the whole process, and whenever there was a turmoil, Xia Yu was ready to adopt her essence and blood.

Now Xiaomi is their only combat power.

The only disadvantage is that the tree man form is not that easy to touch.

Weng Man sucked into Xia Yu's air conditioner.

Two people sat on the sofa in their arms.

To be precise, Weng Man hugged him.

"It's so annoying, my clothes are soaked."

She frowned.

Isn't that true? I was scared like this just now and my body was sweating...

Like water flowing.

Xia Yu looked back and then hurriedly turned his gaze away.

Today Weng Man was wearing a silk home clothes with a very open collar.

In addition, she had a little cold sweat on her body and her hair was close to her face, which made her feel a little restless.

Weng Man arched into Xia Yu's arms and put his hand on his waist.

"It's much warmer now," she said.

Xia Yu looked up at the sky.

He said he did not want to take advantage of others, but he was very helpful. In this cold world, it is also a rare thing to bring a little warmth to people.

"Xia Yu, you are so beautiful." Weng Man raised her head and looked at his side face, and said quietly, "Why don't you follow me?"

"I……"

In times of crisis, feelings are more likely to arise between men and women.

This is called the suspension bridge effect.

Xia Yu hesitated and said, "Isn't this good? I know you always want seeds, but I really never thought of cuckolding your husband."

It was at this moment that Weng Man's legs suddenly exerted force and threw him on the sofa.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

Xia Yu shouted.

But Weng Man's strength was much greater than he thought.

At the moment when he was knocked down just now, Xia Yu seemed to have touched something soft from behind her.

Xia Yu took his hand back and took a look.

I found a few white fluff on my hands.

"What is this?" Xia Yu asked strangely.

Weng Man licked her lips and smiled strangely, "This is my hair, little enemy."
Chapter completed!
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