C14

If he couldn't win, then he had to run. If he couldn't escape, then he had to dodge. If he couldn't dodge, then he had to PK!

Who's afraid of who!

Tortoise fear hammer, cockroach fear slippers. However, the wood was not scared!

Staring at the sharp, domineering look reflected on the demon's shiny sunglasses, Mu Mu raised his index finger and gestured indistinctly: "Afraid …" Those who are afraid of you are cowards... Bring it on! Single... "Let's do it alone …"

"Is that so? Twisting your finger again, be careful that I don't bite it off! "

As he said this, he pulled himself together and grabbed Mu Mu Mu's hand and shoved it into his mouth.

Ah!" How dare you! "Damn demon …

The wooden log immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and began to churn even more violently as fists and feet clashed against each other in fear.

"Kick again!" I'll eat your feet alive too! "

The moonlight shone through the window screen, giving off a faint blue glow as it illuminated the demon's face with flickering and extinguishing lights. It was mesmerizing and devilish. Evil, handsome, but also like the reincarnation of Satan!

"You … You... You! The dead demon … "Go to hell!"

It was unknown that it was because of his fear that Mu Mu Mu had used a powerful force to kick away Zuo En!

He was rolling and crawling around the huge chuang river, but not long later, he was caught by the demon and then forced to flee again!

I'll catch it again! I'll escape again! I catch it! I run! One clawed, one evaded. Was this the end of the two?

"You're dead meat! How dare you kick me? Stuttering little kid, get over here!"

"I don't! I won't! "

"Come here! "If you don't want to die!"

"NO!" "No!"

"You're dead meat!"

The devil finally found an opportunity and pressed the wood into the bed, clamping his hands together. The legs, four like iron arms, firmly secured the wood to the edge of the bed.

"How is it? Just you, you dare to fight against me! "

Zuo En looked at the wood under his feet, which was flushed from the intense exercise, with interest. He raised his index finger and traced the drops of sweat on it, "Which piece of meat do you want to eat first?"

"You! Be your dream, damn demon. Even if I die, I won't let you touch me! Even if I die, I won't let you bite me! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you off! Every day I pester you, every night I come to scare you, every day I curse your bad luck, every day I make you suffer a great misfortune … "If I don't give you food to eat, you will die from starvation. If I don't give you clothes to wear, you will freeze to death. If I don't give you water to drink, you will die from thirst …"

Mu Mu was probably scared silly and started to blabber nonsense.

"Shut up! "You're so annoying, I finally know which piece of meat to bite first!"

"You … You... You, You... Just what was he trying to do … Save... "My life …"

Even before the wood had a high-pitched voice, it was surrounded by the scent of lemon. Its lips were sealed and moist, like water. To melt; be raw, as the aromas of a green fruit; be sweet, as the nectar of a man. The blank space in his mind began to swirl like a blooming ceremonial flower, causing people to dazzle and sigh in admiration.

Heavens! Did he bite her mouth?

Bite?

What bite?

This is the first kiss. The first kiss.

It was snatched away by the most detestable demon! Or is it a 'bite'...

"Mmm mmm …"

Faintly, there was even a trace of sadness that could not be stopped. Escape.

Mu Mu's mind suddenly went blank. Only the smell of lemon could be smelled from his nose and face. It was so hot that his hands clutched at Zorn's robe helplessly. His fingers touched his muscular chest, feeling smooth and elastic.

He actually bit her lips. He twisted and turned on the edge of the mouth, moving in different directions as he bit up along the lips.

He bit and inhaled as if he was eating a lollipop, gradually increasing his strength. "Hm!" Mu Mu's soft voice rang out as he opened his small mouth, allowing a slippery tongue to slip in, as though it were made of lacquer …

With a loud "clang," the table lamp on the bedside table was kicked to the ground by two people who had forgotten about the shape.