Chapter 499

It's like, um, it's hairy.

So——

Ziqianmo stretched out her hand and stroked it gently on the head of Mo Dayan's children's shoes.

Mo Yan's black hair is like a waterfall, and its quality is very good.

It feels like silk, smooth and soft.

Touch it, touch it again, touch it again and again.

Ziqianmo feels a little addicted and comfortable to touch. She likes it. No wonder the big demon elders always like to touch her hair when they hold her.

If Mo Dayan could become a black hair ball, that would be good.

In the brain of demon king Royal Highness, suddenly flash such an idea——

She can't help but start brain repair, round lovely, chubby, hairy black ink Dayan, with a pair of watery eyes, looking at her.

Ziqianmo "!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

It's too much for the demon!

Mo Yan, who was buried in his chest and touched his head, didn't know what his future daughter-in-law was thinking about.

Of course, I don't have the energy to think about it.

How soft

Girl's chest, slightly uplift, like a small peach. With the unique green and astringent characteristics of a 15-year-old girl, she is a semi mature and fragrant age, exuding a pure and tempting atmosphere.

And Mo Yan's face, buried in such a beautiful pair of central.

He felt like he was dying of ischemia.

It's exciting!

A frenzied heat flow flows in the body at a high speed, flowing to the four limbs, to the heart, to the abdomen, to the body

It's like there's been some extraordinary change in the body.

If it wasn't for him, he just sat down and wore a loose black robe, which just covered up some awkwardness and was not obvious.

"Comfortable?" Ziqianmo asked.

Or that kind of indifferent voice, but not cold, but with a warm.

Only in the face of him, will release the warmth.

"Well."

Mo · Xinji · Yan sighed deeply in his heart. He was addicted to this kind of painful and sweet torture. He was really reluctant to leave, so he started his routine again, "very comfortable, in a moment."

Take the initiative to ask.

Extend your intimate contact with your sweetheart.

"Oh, oh."

Ziqianmo has no distractions in mind. He doesn't think so much. He thinks that doing so is to "comfort" him and help him relieve his pain.

Since it works, go on!

At that time, elder Phoenix held her for several days. Even if you put her on your chest, it's convenient to take her when you're busy with work.

Mo Yan picks eyebrows.

I didn't expect that the little guy was so easily fooled.

There was a twinge of joy in my heart.

More daring, she deliberately rubbed her face against her soft chest.

Happy as an immortal.

Ziqianmo ==

"Are you being coquettish?"

She asked the question in her heart.

Small animals are so coquettish.

If Mo Dayan really turns into a black haired boy and acts like a coqueter with himself, how wonderful it would be.

That picture, just thinking about it, is very exciting.

"No Mo Yan immediately stopped rubbing his chest, feeling coquetry or something. It's a bit shameful to use it on a big man.

Never admit it!

It's not coquetry.

It's just tofu.

yes! this is it! He likes her. He loves her very much. Who else can he eat without her tofu?

"Oh."

Ziqianmo is still a face paralysis.

Then, he released his hand holding Mo Yan's head, "no more."