Section 93 Forward Distress (6)

The quicksand cautiously, peeling off the cocoon layer after layer of dense strips of cloth, seeing that there was not much left, the quicksand was about to touch the steamed bun proudly, and was secretly glad that he could fill his stomach a little, but he didn't expect him to touch it lightly, but his hand was like an electric shock, and he involuntarily retracted it all of a sudden. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info No, it's not good, this is not dry food at all, Quicksand carefully looked at the small amount of skin exposed under his neck, and then felt that he had ice skin and jade skin, fine skin and tender flesh, and then lightly touched his snow-white skin like jade, and immediately understood. It turned out that he was, it turned out that he, he, he was not a man like me, and he was actually a big girl who was alive and well, and quicksand chattered incoherently embarrassedly.

"Ah, no, no, don't listen, don't look at indecency. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xiaosheng bothered the girl, I don't know, but it's not a crime to not know, Zeng Lu, you must stay away from Brother Sha's abruptness. In fact, although the quicksand has been in the flowers on weekdays, but he just flirts with the girls, so as to show that he is loved by others, the flowers are blooming, the jade tree is in the wind, and he is suave, but he has never had any evil thoughts about the girl, at most it is the Qianqian jade hand of the Lala girls. He was afraid that Zeng Lu would wake up, so he hurriedly found clothes for her to cover up his inner uneasiness and hesitation, and in a trance, he didn't know how to unintentionally hit her head lightly, but there was a black hood-like thing that fell out inadvertently, and the quicksand suddenly realized:" It turns out that Zeng Lu, no, this guy must be a fake name, yes, Zeng Lu, Zeng Lu, doesn't it mean that she is a real woman, I used to think that his name was too strange, and he was casually perfunctory by his clever tongue, saying that his father's surname was Zeng, and his mother's surname was Lu, it turned out to be just a hint that she was a woman, and now it seems that she is quite beautiful, and she is reluctant to cut her hair short, so she carefully coiled her black green silk, and she wears a wig set on weekdays, but I really admire her, this guy is quite able to pretend, words and deeds, pretending to be quite like a man, it is really not easy to see for a while, An can distinguish that he is male and femaleIt's not easy to hide it from everyone for so long. Quicksand thought to himself, and he had to speak in a rough voice every day.

In a trance, I saw her incomparably soft and fluffy hair pouring down like a rushing waterfall, especially in the dim cave, the trace of black and bright, the glittering black hair made the cave shine with the fluffy, it was really very beautiful, particularly charming, particularly charming, and she was petite and exquisite, like a flower like jade, even the quicksand, which is accustomed to the common and unfazed beautiful women, was amazed, and wanted to touch the bright black cloud on her head, but she felt embarrassed, whether to touch it or notThis is inevitably a bit of a danger to take advantage of the situation, forget it, or don't, and if she suddenly wakes up, she will have to beat me, but just touch the hair, in fact, it is not a big deal, the shiny black luster seduces, so he can't stop, quicksand wants to step forward and gently stroke her hair, but still feel that it is not appropriate.

He began to hesitate constantly, when he was hesitating, casually stomping around, one carelessly, not good, he screamed, inadvertently dragged Zeng Lu who was lying on the ground, I'm sorry, he hurriedly said, suddenly remembered that the girl with the pseudonym Zeng Lu was still in a coma, but he didn't expect that the girl was tossed like this, and she suddenly woke up.

"You, you, you, you're a real person, why did you kick me for some reason. Oops, my feet hurt, they hurt. It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, I don't know the hearts of good people. The bandaging just now still seems to be quite effective, the girl's complexion seems to be much better, and her voice is a little more powerful, not like just now, and her breath is dying.

"Look, I did everything possible to save you with good intentions, you don't know how to be grateful, and you kick me, you, what do you mean?" The girl who was currently called Zeng Lu endured the pain in her foot, and said with great difficulty, she obviously hadn't discovered the fact that the truth had been exposed, "I, me, I, you, you—" Quicksand was so nervous that she stammered again.

"What are you, what am I, what's the matter, what about the man, brother, don't you even know a simple word? Hurry up and make it clear to me, really, when did it become so muddy, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, man, husband, there is no need for this. The girl reproached.

Before she could finish, "You, your belt -- I didn't mean it, because I was hungry and fainted, and I looked at it in a trance, and thought it was something to eat." Quicksand gestured lightly to the dense straps on the ground that had just been removed from her, like a coiled snake with flowers and flowers that were intertwined. The girl looked down sharply, and understood, Ma Sheng's face was red, nervous and shy, and she forgot to pronounce her usual falsetto, so she naturally replied to a crisp and pleasant female voice, "I, I, I-" was speechless for a long time.

"I, I, I, actually, not on purpose, I-" Quicksand also wanted to apologize urgently, but suddenly felt that saying a complete sentence was really much more difficult than Shu Dao, and it was much more difficult than going to the blue sky, and it was very embarrassing. The girl became embarrassed, and her speech began to stammer, like quicksand. "You, you, you, do you have anything, you say-" and added viciously, obviously not very comfortable with the quicksand, but more like an instinctive reaction.

Because she was a little angry, her slightly ruddy face became a little pale, her face was red for a while, pink for a while, and pink for a while, like the face change of Peking Opera, ever-changing, colorful, very graceful, playful and cute, you can be packaged as an emoji: "By the way, you, is there a right, to me, what do I do to do anything wrong?" It seems that Zeng Lu's wound is being treated well, her spirit looks much better, and her speech is a little more neutral.