Chapter 1262： Master's Little Demon Girl (26)

Chapter 1262 The Little Demon Girl (26)

But this kind of excitement, seeing her lying so badly on his side, my heart cooled down.

Still not enjoying it, she collapsed first.

It is really useless.

The snow is cold and cold, and the lips are rounded up. It is better to find the next one.

He saw her shaking and uncomfortable. After a long cold look, she reached out and untied her clothes.

Her pink clothes are thin and delicate, and it is impossible to cover many body curves when it rains. The clothes are close to her exquisite body.

On the white arm, a conspicuous scar appeared, the blood leaked out, and the edges of the wound were white.

The snow looked cold and cold, and then took out the wound medicine and sprinkled it on her.

Also peeled off her clothes.

One inch and one inch of clothes faded, and her white and soft body appeared in front of his eyes.

The snow has no traces and no expression, and she changed her clothes.

Just when the system thought he was a god, eunuch.

The snow was a little deeper, but the quilt was still covered.

Then he took the mask and hid it, and the clothes changed.

I woke up and let Bai Weiwei get out. After all, she has collapsed.

Let it be self-destructive if there is no need for torture.

She loves him so much, he doesn't want her words.

It will definitely be particularly painful for the rest of my life.

There is no cold smile in the snow, so it is good. Maybe one day he thinks about it and can go see her.

Look at her miserable appearance.

With such a thought, his depressed mood was finally a little better.

Bai Weiwei slept a little bit painful, and she estimated that she had a fever.

And the snow has no trace of the dead metamorphosis, just let her burn.

She thought about the psychological state of snow without a trace in her high fever, so she became self-defeating.

Is she overexposed, he gave up her directly?

Bai Weiwei frowned, it seems that she still has to work with illness.

Then she opened her eyes, her eyes were red, and her eyes were full of water.

She immediately sat up from the bed with vigilance, her fingers trying to touch the needle she had hidden, but she found that the needle disappeared.

Even the clothes have been changed.

Bai Weiwei flashed a trace of doubt in his eyes, but looked up.

Sitting next to the window, a man, a white robes, warm sunshine sprinkled on him, and the beautiful face seemed to glow like a beautiful one.

Bai Weiwei flashed a fascination in her eyes, and she whimpered a few words. "Master, did you save me?"

The snow has no traces and no expression, and looks at her carelessly.

Then he snorted. "The scorpion has been disfigured. She wants me to hand you over. I didn't agree."

Bai Weiwei’s eyes lit up a few points. “Master, you still feel bad about me.”

Snow sighs without falseness. "I don't need to call my master in the future. I saw you poorly at the beginning and accepted you as a disciple, but I don't know if your heart is vicious to this point. If you will, let's go, don't tell others later. I am your master."

After he finished, he did not hesitate to get up and went out immediately.

There were no two steps, but I didn’t hear Bai Weiwei’s crying.

This is unexpected.

He couldn't help but turn his head, but he saw Bai Weiwei sluggish to see him.

It seems that there is no response.

Snow has no intention to leave some time, let her digest this miserable news.

Bai Weiwei stayed, silent.

(End of this chapter)