Chapter 2425： High Cold Master's Little Fox (104)

Chapter 2425 The Little Fox of the High Cold Master (104)

Bai Weiwei’s eyes were filled with resentment. She groaned and said, “Mad, you are a madman.”

Wen Jinqian looked at her light-colored scorpion, screaming the light of resentment, and the eyes were red but pitiful.

He whispered softly.

But she had already clasped her waist with her hands and threw her into the bed.

The soft bed, the lotus petals are spread, but it doesn't hurt but it can't break away.

Bai Weiwei's weak left hand, hanging in the petals, she has been detained by Wen Jinqian.

The affection in his eyes has turned into greedy madness.

"Right, isn’t the madman not crazy?”

Wen Jinqian's face is still clean and dusty, only a pair of eyes, glamorous and chilling.

His lips fell slowly.

"The devil was born by obsession, and Wei Wei guessed what the teacher’s obsession was?"

Bai Weiwei began to struggle, and the silver hair spread out, entangled with the long, dark hair.

His body shadows are like hell, overwhelmingly covering the poor and weak girls.

Before she broke into the terrible darkness.

He has been attached to her ear, gentle and incredible: "It's all you."

The obsession is all about you.

It’s also because of you.

So he is crazy about any tyrannical hatred and love that appears.

She has to solve it.

It’s time to grow up, know what it’s called, and let people fall in love with her.

Like a person, you have to live and love it.

Even if that is like pretending.

I have to pretend that I like to go on.

She won't, he will teach her.

Who made him her master?

In the boundless dark wonderland.

The depths of the ghostly palace.

Only a huge room is brightly lit and warm as spring.

Black mixed with golden lotus flowers, blooming in the bottle.

There is no incense burner, but there is a strong smell in the room.

There is another kind of breath that is different.

The thick carpet, red as blood, is comfortable but disturbing.

After a beautiful heavy screen, the carved bed is full of the softest silk.

On the dressing table, the eyebrow pencil was thrown at random, and the rouge was crushed.

The bronze mirror was also thrown to the ground.

It seems like someone who was struggling here to break these things.

The owner did not clean up and let it go.

Empty and quiet room, only a occasional panting sounds.

In the messy bed, a small corner shrunk a man wrapped in a quilt.

Under the red quilt, Bai Weiwei looked dull.

Being sluggish is because of tiredness.

Who works continuously for one month, 24 hours a day, long standby without a break.

You are tired too.

Yes, this month.

She has more than 10,000 sentences in Wen Jinqian, and she is sentenced to jealousy.

Even the kidney function is paralyzed.

Wen Jinqian's blackening value was actually stuck on the 96th.

A good feeling with a good feeling.

Nothing at all.

She deeply doubts herself that business ability is not going backwards.

Is it already at the retirement age, and I still don’t recognize the old.

Like those who are 40 or 50 years old, they have to play a girl, or even go to the skin of a female star.

Even if there has been a shadow after the glory.

It is also gone forever.

Bai Weiwei reached out and touched her face.

The face does not need to pull the skin.

It may be that the acting has gone backwards.

Bai Weiwei lamented: "Wen Jinqian this old slag, I am sleeping and taking a quilt, he is not blackening value, is he a real turtle?"

So can you bear it?

The previous strategy is also good, and the degree of goodwill is not rising.

(End of this chapter)