Chapter 1248： Master's Little Demon Girl (7)

Chapter 1248 Master's Little Demon Girl (7)

The delicate toe, gently touched the chest without a trace of snow, the white robes, the blood of her feet, smudged a little red.

Conspicuous and amazing.

The bells at the ankles and the bells linger.

Bai Weiwei stretched out his fingers, lazy and tempted, and rolled his own black ink-like hair, full of ten temptations.

"Master, do you think I am hurt?"

Obviously it should be a naive look, but in a blink of an eye it can become a fascinating stunner.

The snow was stiff and stiff for a little while, and suddenly she reached out and hugged her whole person, and her posture leaped to the window.

Then step into the house.

He put Bai Weiwei on the table, then extended his finger and held her foot, quickly pulling out her rose thorn.

Take the wound bottle from his cuff and sprinkle a little on her.

He is so calm and gentle in every move, but does not give people a little thought.

The real righteous gentleman.

Even the expressions are like watching a daughter, completely blind to the charm of Bai Weiwei.

The temptation on the face of Bai Weiwei disappeared, replacing the annoyance and the anger.

She lifted her foot but was held down by the snow.

"Well, don't always open the skirt, the adult has not taught you, will it be easy to be cold?"

Although his face was calm, his tone was still hesitant.

Seems to say this to her, some embarrassed.

Bai Weiwei smiled. "Master, you are very kind to me."

Wholehearted dependence, if there is no lure.

Sometimes it is as naive as a child, and sometimes it is like a fascinating monster. Every move must be seductive.

Snow did not begin to accept her at first, just because of the flowers on her shoulders.

But this time she got along, but found that she simply gave him a big surprise.

He has met many interesting people before.

But getting along for a long time is boring.

Only Bai Weiwei is different every day, giving him a huge sense of freshness.

Really, it is even more hopeful that she will rely on him to grow up, and when she is at the best, she will be ruined.

Bai Weiwei noticed that his fingers were a little trembling, though only for a moment.

But she knows that this dead metamorphosis is also an intracranial climax.

Bai Weiwei is lazy and coveted, but with a lovely expectation.

"Master, you can show me the swords. I have seen how to hide the needles within three days, and after reading the hidden secrets you gave me, I have to reward me so hard."

The snow loosened her feet without a trace, and the tone was helpless. "You will toss your master."

Bai Weiwei’s face is a bit stunned, but it makes a small temper. “I like the way the master takes the sword. Even if I can’t learn it, it’s good to see it.”

Snow sighed without a trace. "When you are finished, just learn the hidden weapon and know?"

Bai Weiwei jumped off the table and immediately took a sword from the wall.

The snow-free sword is in your own room.

When she was afraid that he would go back to take it, he regretted it and took an ordinary sword to him.

Snow is not traced and not picky, and every effort to interpret a good master of a furious apprentice.

He walked out the door and came to the door, and Bai Weiwei was excited to run to the window.

She held her chin in her hands and squatted on the window, staring at him.

The soft passion on the face of the snow disappeared, and he was white and robbed and suddenly flew up.

The sword in his hand flew out of the scabbard, and his slender fingers clasped the hilt like lightning, and a cold-hearted killing emerged from the sword.

(End of this chapter)