Chapter 2369： High Cold Master's Little Fox (49)

Chapter 2369 The Little Fox of the High Cold Master (49)

The taste is too big to stand.

Then the host wished, and started to burn.

Bai Weiwei was flushed and shouted in the quilt: "How do you change your body once, how is your body so uncomfortable?"

System: "Don't be afraid, you can't die."

Then he turned over the supermarket, bought a small cake that was sore and soothing, and stuffed it for the host.

If you want to see the host with a high fever, but do not feel any pain, sleep like a pig.

Wen Zhongqian in the lotus.

I felt my body was thrown into the furnace and sank into the fire of hell.

The bones and soul are burning and unbearable.

He was indifferent and coveted, with deep eyes and silence.

Gently pinch a small lotus flower.

This is his lord's lotus, the lotus has changed color, from close to transparency.

To this day, there is a thin layer of red.

The red tumbles, constantly making terrible temptations.

"Why should you suppress your feelings and be alone for more than 700 years, why not let go of it?"

"It's useless, you have already loved her, and killing her is what you should do."

"Your feelings can't be eliminated, and it's useless to desperately destroy with lotus water. Hahahaha."

Yes - magic thoughts.

Never once, he will suffer such a terrible, turbulent state of enlightenment.

No matter how terrible the picture was before.

More raging vicious cockroaches.

He can eliminate the weaknesses in his heart.

Including the town of his childhood, it is absolutely impossible to influence him half a point.

Warm and humble, a rare hot sweat on his forehead.

The young boy in the lotus bush, the cold and holy temperament, gradually added a few twists of smoke and fire.

Suddenly he heard, a soft call.

"Master."

Sweet and soft.

The temptation to hook into the heart.

His eyelashes trembled, and the empty eyes gradually moved down.

I saw a delicate and beautiful finger on his knee.

His throat began to thirst.

do not look……

He commands himself, but he can't stop the magic in his heart.

Wen Jinqian still couldn't stop the greed of his heart, lifted his eyelashes, and always had a cold, calm eye, but with a hot black flame at the moment.

Revealing a horrible greed.

Bai Weiwei didn't know when she was kneeling in front of him, her hands were pretty soft.

The fingertips are pink as thin flowers.

And her body is her mature appearance.

In the lotus bush.

It is looming.

White greasy skin, under the color of the flowers.

Thrilling and beautiful.

She smiled softly, round eyes, and passionate.

The end of the eye is red, and the feminine is so fascinating.

She said softly: "Master, do you like me?"

Wen Jinqian only felt that his mouth was dry and his body was numb, and the sweat on his forehead floated out more.

His expression is still very cold and cold.

It seems that all this can't affect him.

Bai Weiwei was so light that he held out his fingers and gently wrapped around his hair.

She is wronged and pitiful.

"Why doesn't Master respect the disciples, is it too ugly for you, and you don't want to look at me."

Wen Jinqian almost moved his lips, but the thin lips just started half a minute and went back together.

He took a deep breath and was about to close his eyes.

But she saw her hands clinging to his white, beautiful neck.

She is mad, fragrant and tempting.

In his ear, gentle and seductive, "Master, you don't look at me, I am so sad."

Wen Jinqian was sharp red, and he was expressionless, and his thin lips were screaming.

(End of this chapter)