Death looked at someone who was sleeping like a piggy, and all his handsome faces turned black.
His clothes are not neat now, and his belt doesn't know where he was lost by the little boy. When he stood up, it was chilly below his waist.
He sat back and managed to sort it out. Finally, he had to call someone in.
Moka heard the call of his own adults, immediately came in, "adults."
Death was calm and gritted his teeth. "Go and prepare a suit for me."
Wait for the little boy to get up and see how he handles people!
However, in my mind, when Moka was about to quit, he suddenly stopped people, "don't wear black, change a color." He thought for a moment, but he couldn't think of any color to change, so he said, "you can do it yourself."
Moka was shocked. Because he was so shocked, he forgot the servant rules. He couldn't look directly at his adults, but he was even more shocked.
How can his family's clothes be untidy?! What's more, the angry grin looks like being teased, and then becomes angry.
Moka was stunned. He didn't dare to think or ask. Finally, he walked out of the room with the same hands and feet.
The God of death has no other color clothes. Except for black, he is black, but he is also a first-class God. He has opened his mouth. As his Almighty servant, mocha still has this ability. It didn't take long to come here with new clothes.
What Moka prepares is a red robe. Black makes death's temperament precipitate, gloomy and cold. But red makes him evil and willful. Although his eyes are as cold as ever, they look like a big monster against the background of red.
Su Tang's sleep was very uneasy. She seemed to be stared at by some terrible beast. When she woke up, she was still in a state of terror.
She subconsciously wanted to find someone. As a result, she saw a monster level beauty in a red robe.
“…… "I'm not a slouch!"
Su Tang's eyes widened, and the whole person was shocked, "big My lord
The God of death nodded haughtily. As soon as he wanted to say something, he saw the little boy scrambling to get up from the bed.
Su Tang completely forgot that she was still wearing a God's robe before she went to bed. One of her long robes tripped her over.
Because of inertia, she rushed forward, and death was next to her, so she subconsciously wanted to reach out to help him. However, he was still a step late, and the man didn't help him. The boy panicked and grabbed his belt.
The way of making divine robes is cumbersome, so the clothes Mocha brought are just ordinary and luxurious, and have no defense ability.
Su Tang broke her belt with this tug, and then A familiar scene happened again.
Su Tang's head was blank, and she had no thoughts except for her strong legs.
The forehead of the God of death suddenly protrudes, and finally he pulls the corners of his mouth to smile instead of anger, "is it good-looking?"
Although the God of death is similar to a demon, he is not a weak man with whiter skin than a girl. He is a God, a first-class God. When he takes off his clothes, there are smooth muscle lines under his skin. He is the best figure with meat and fresh meat.
Su Tang, "it's so long."
Death's legs are really slender, but someone is in a brain crash state now, and he can only speak with a single phrase.
Death
"It's still hard," Sutang said
So strong legs, leg muscles must be very hard.
Death looked at her with an indescribable look, and finally, unable to resist, growled in a low voice: "Persephone! You're dead! "
Su Tang shrunk his head, shocked and puzzled, and said, "why? My Lord, I'm praising you. Can't I praise you? "
Xiaozizi was wronged. In the end, he picked her up directly.
The belt on his robe was tied around his waist by her, so he took it off without thinking about it.
Su Tang was stunned. She immediately covered her belt. "My Lord, what are you doing?"
Death grinned grimly, "why, little boy, you didn't have a hard time last night."
Su Tang was in a trance about last night's consciousness. Listening to him, she didn't think of anything at all until she bowed her head and found that she was wearing the other party's divine robe.
She's a fool.
"I, I, what did I do last night?"
Death sneered, "Oh "
Su Tang collapsed," no, don't just say the beginning. What on earth did I do last night? "
Death thought of the drunk boy last night, and then looked at the way he was now counselled. He couldn't help squinting, "you took off my clothes."
Sue sugar almost exclaimed that it was impossible, but the fact was that she couldn't argue with her clothes on her.
So, she had to ask the next system.
The system was silent for a moment. "You were wearing pinru's clothes last night. No, you were wearing death's robe and danced to him."Su Tang's eyes widened. "It's impossible. I've always been ashamed of the little black cat dancing in a short skirt. How can I do that when I become a human?"
The system sighed, "son, sometimes human beings are so interesting. The more they are afraid and dare not face things, the subconscious will think that they will have this day sooner or later. It's true that wine makes people brave. "
Su Tang is similar to, anyway, this day will come sooner or later, rather than waiting, it is better to face it directly.
Yes, in her subconscious, she always felt that one day death would force her to dance in a little skirt again, so she decided to take the initiative, put on his clothes and show him.
"I, I'll give it back to you."
The God of death looked at the little boy and took off his clothes in a hurry.
Does she know what danger is? Or does she feel that she doesn't have to worry about it in front of her?
Repeatedly provocating him, really taking him as a vegetarian?
Su Tang doesn't know what the other party is thinking. Her desire for survival makes her quickly take off her clothes, and then put on her own clothes that fall on the ground.
"Did you not rest last night, my lord?"
Her voice was small and very weak.
Death sneered again, "ah..."
Su Tang was almost scared to cry, for fear that he would not agree with her, and her blackening value would rise again, "my Lord, I'm wrong. What's the matter? Let's get dressed and talk about it
Death has no expression. "No, I think it's very good now. Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to see me change?" He said, pause, suddenly in a very dangerous tone: "or, you were fooling me last night?"
Su Tang cried. She didn't dare to fool anyone.
"No, it's just..."
Death raised his eyelids. "Just what?"
Su Tang went out and said, "adults are so good-looking. I can only watch them by myself if I want to watch them. Why should other kids watch them?"
Death's face subtly appeared a Caton, he looked at the baby just to his chest, and finally hissed with a laugh.
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