Su Xue was sleeping, but after feeling the abnormal breath, she immediately woke up.

"Yi?" The rich girl looked in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

"No, it's a traitor!" He pounced on Su Xue's bed, and Xia Yi tried to play with it in a different way.

But what greeted him was Su Xue's fist.

Covering her stomach, Xia Yi shrank aside.

Turning on the light, Su Xue looked at Xia Yi with a funny look: "Don't make that kind of joke."

Su Xue didn't do much, and Xia Yi just wanted to gain sympathy. He sat up and said to Su Xue: "Don't you feel excited about this plot of a sudden person coming out and pushing you down?"

He looked at Xia Yi deeply, and Su Xue replied: "I often go out of place with you because I am not perverted enough."

Compared to Su Xue's dislike of this kind of play, what surprised Xia Yi even more was that his rich girl could play with memes!

"Is Grandma Song teaching you?" Xia Yi remembered the old woman.

"Yes, such a fixed sentence is quite interesting."

"Then let's do something more interesting than saying fixed sentences!"

After pressing Su Xue under him again, Xia Yi did not encounter any resistance this time.

This made him feel a little regretful.

It seems that Su Xue really doesn't like playing scenes.

Maybe the little maid can play with him?

Whether it is using force to force the maid's master or using debt to threaten the maid's master, it sounds very interesting.

After Su Xue was warm and warm for a while, after Su Xue and herself were both ready, Xia Yi turned over the rich girl's body and asked her to carry her back to her.

Su Xue and Xia Yi are already old couples, and the rich girl immediately understood what Xia Yi meant. Her body shape changed from B to C.

As expected, this posture is more plump and more sensual.

...

...

Two hours later, holding Su Xue in his arms, Xia Yi asked, "Where is Song Ya's room?"

"Are you here to find Song Ya?" Su Xue looked up at him.

"Just look for her by the way." Although Su Xue is not a jealous person, Xia Yi still said it tactfully.

"The end of this corridor is his room." Su Xue let go of Xia Yi's palm and asked him to leave.

"I'll look for her again tomorrow morning." After hugging Su Xue again, Xia Yi buried his face in the C pillow.

He slowly fell asleep.

The next morning, he woke up.

After becoming a ghost killer, Xia Yiben no longer needs too much sleep. Under the service of the little maid, he gets up at noon every day, but just doesn't think about it.

Su Xue was still asleep, and she was consuming a lot of energy.

Secretly moving away the rich girl's thigh on her body, Xia Yi got up and got out of bed, and got into the floor-to-ceiling mirror on one side.

He came out of the other mirror again, and he was already standing in Song Ya's room.

Song Ya was not alert to Su Xue. The girl was lying on the bed, playing with her cell phone.

Only her at the airport can easily do this posture. As long as she is a little more fierce, she will be more fierce.

Xia Yi, who came out of the mirror, used [mind power] to lift his body and floated over Song Ya.

He saw the content on Song Ya's phone.

"How to seduce a man"

"Thank you. The so-called "knowing oneself and one's opponent will never be defeated in a hundred battles." At this time, we need to start from two aspects: one is what kind of play the other party likes, and the other is what kind of advantages they have......"

“…”

Even if you were locked up by Grandma Song, do you still want to suck me dry?

Still noticing Xia Yi, Song Ya looked at the content of the post while searching for him.

"Find your strengths, such as evil." As she murmured, Song Ya pulled her pajamas and glanced at her evil spirit.

She clicked on the next post.

"Thank you, I'm in the United States and just got off the plane. I feel that I still have some qualifications to answer this question, I...

Without wanting to browse these things with Song Ya anymore, Xia Yi reached out and snatched the girl's phone.

"Who!" Song Ya immediately rolled over, came to the bed, reached into the airport, and took out the pendant.

There was air conditioning in the room, and the girl was wearing only a large pajama. When she reached into the airport to get the pendant, Xia Yi finally understood why Song Ya could put so many things in the airport.

After Song Ya's palm was inserted, Xia Yi saw a purple magic array appearing on her originally white chest, which was about half the size of a palm. The girl put her finger into the magic array and took out the pendant.

"It's me." Xia Yi said before Song Ya attacked.

Seeing that it was Xia Yi, Song Ya breathed a sigh of relief.

She asked, "What are you doing? I'm shocked."

"I just came here to take a look." She threw the phone to Song Ya, and Xia Yi sat beside the bed.

Putting the phone aside and putting the pendant back into the airport, Song Ya pulled her collar and asked, "Do you want to do something happy by the way?"

"Don't pull it." Lying on the bed, Xia Yi guided the girl, "You should play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses."

Understand that Xia Yi was saying that he was not fierce, Song Ya gritted her teeth and tidied up the collar.

"What are my specialties?" she asked.

There is no such thing as asking the other person directly.

"Let's take a look." After looking up and down, Xia Yi thought.

In order to facilitate Xia Yi's search, Song Ya stood up straight.

Five seconds later, Xia Yi replied: "If you want your breasts but no chest, you want your butt butt, there is no help."

Song Ya clenched her teeth again, and her fists were also clenched.

Squeezing the anger in his heart, Song Ya thought calmly:

I was born with a talent that I must be useful, and I must have a place where I can tempt the other person.

So, what is that place?

Song Ya knew clearly that except for a beautiful face, she had no advantages in other places.

When I was a child, my grandmother often dressed her up as a boy, and no one doubted her.

Wait, is this a highlight of me like a boy?

Isn’t it popular now that men should fuck men?

Isn’t it a man if I change into men’s clothes?

Song Ya discovered her own value from a strange perspective.

"Do you like boys?" she asked Xiang Xia Yi.

Xia Yi felt panicked. If he hadn't had in-depth communication with Song Ya twice, he would have thought that Song Ya was hinting that she was a boy.

"I don't like it." Xia Yi said firmly.

"Oh." Song Ya was very disappointed. She could no longer find any other advantages.

In fact, in addition to physical advantages, women can also have conceptual advantages.

For example, some men like teachers, and some silly homes like cosers.

Song Ya's appearance made Xia Yi, the former resident, feel a little moved somewhere.

If the red-haired Song Ya put on a sailor suit, grabbed a samurai sword, and hung a red pendant on her chest...
Chapter completed!