Millet 22
Xiaomi'er didn't know, but the fox had a lot of words, "Actually, in addition to being a little willful, the temper is a little worse, the love is a little crying, the cautious is a little, the pride is a little indulgent, a little more imperious, a little more shameless, and the rest is quite good, at least she is dead eyes and dead skin, I appreciate it......"
Xiaoer: ......
No matter how you listen to this dead heart and dead skin, it's just a shortcoming.
"You are a big man, you dare to love and admit yourself, what are you doing like this? The girl came to me and was beaten by me for nothing, and it is not easy for me to help her act so that you can see yourself clearly. The fox took two steps forward and patted him on the shoulder, "It's enough for you to play around, there's no need to really wait for the flower to leave you before you regret it." ”
I am accustomed to seeing flowers bloom and bloom, but I am afraid that fate will arise and die.
The fox's morning "revenge" smiled heartily, and walked away, when he left, he stuffed the purse given by Feng Xiaotian into Xiao'er's hand, "Na, you also know the use of this purse, when your master embarrasses you, this gentleman will help you to bear it." The fox added an enchantment to the whole courtyard, and then stepped on the wall and flew out of the courtyard.
The cool breeze in the early morning blew his sideburns, he turned his head to look at the brightly lit house, and smiled slightly, they are all thousand-year-old monsters, I failed to go against the way of heaven and be with the lady, but I hope you can, little banana.
The fox is gone, but the canna is still calmly pretending to be dead on the ground.
Xiao Mi'er was tripped by the three-year-old child Canna at this time, and he, a seventy-year-old woman, let the canna and the white fox swing together, but there was no complaint, he squatted in front of the canna, stretched out his hand and shook her: "Canna, you don't have to pretend, and then pretend that I'm leaving." ”
Canna doesn't open its eyes and doesn't move.
Xiao'er shook her again and paused: "I'm not angry with you, and I won't stick to you with the talisman in the future." ”
The canna swears to play the role of a spiritual creature that has been broken and locked the pipa bone.
Xiao'er was silent for a while, rubbed twice, and then reached out to take her hand: "You give me a while, let me think about it." ”
The canna counted down silently in her heart, and there were no traces of flaws on her face.
After a long silence, Xiaomi'er said softly: "You ask me to write back, ask the master, can I have a relationship between men and women......"
The canna finally cheated the corpse, bounced up, turned over and pounced: "You are just happy to be with me, write a letter to ask your master what to do! Why don't you write to ask Ji Yunliu, she will say that she will raise her hands to agree, and she will ask someone to bring you the eighteen pictures of this Spring Palace!" (Ji Liu: Nonsense! I'm obviously not such a person! It's almost the same to ask someone to bring this eighteen styles to fight demons!)
Seeing her pounce, Xiaomi'er subconsciously reached out to pick her up, and the two of them sat on the ground, and they didn't care what posture they were at the moment, Xiao'er's face was red and white, and she suddenly realized: "You transformed into a human in the fantasy world of the fox, didn't Uncle Ji teach you?"
"So what?" The canna looked at him with fierce eyes, "Your master calculated that you have a complex to cross this time to go down the mountain, can't Ji Yunliu even think that I have a wishful mind to chase?" She took all the purple qi on the prince's body to me, let me absorb it, the fox has strong spiritual power, and the purple qi of the seventh master is doubled, why is it difficult for me to absorb two spiritual qi and transform into a human form?"
She slowly leaned down and poked her head down, there was a smile in her peach blossom eyes, and she blinked ambiguously, "Ji Yunliu helped me calculate a hexagram, she said that I and you are a fateful pair, otherwise where would I be so generous and lend me to you." ”
In order not to rob the prince for the canna, the princess also took great pains and sold the millet without hesitation.
Xiaomi'er was pressed to the ground, and his face was even worse when he was lying on the ground, it turned out that he was given a big trap by his Uncle Ji as soon as he got off the mountain!
"Xiaomier, you have been entangled in your heart, look at me I have something distressed and distressed, and we are even more tempted when we kiss, and now, you are obedient and follow me. With the warm yellow light, the canna deceived her, her body was close to him, the curves were undulating, and the touch was soft, penetrating Xiao'er's thin middle coat, and in an instant, the feeling of electric shock spread all over her body, Xiao'er's palms were burning, and she couldn't help but tremble all over her body.
"Banana, let's wait, you let me think about ......"
"Don't wait, wait any longer, the daylily will be cold!"
"Banana," Xiao Xiao'er felt that she could still save it, "I am a mortal, in this world, there are many good men, and there must be spiritual creatures that can transform into human form like you and agree with you......"
"Okay, I'll go find other men!" Seeing that he was still stubborn at this time, the canna simply played a scoundrel and tore off the face of this Sven Daoist, "I want to talk to other men, rub and hug and kiss and touch him, and tie you aside, so that you can see from beginning to end, how we do things between men and women!"
She lowered her eyes to look at him, her eyes were full of water, and her mouth was vicious and hooligan, "Also, I want to be with more than one man, I want to rub and hug and kiss and touch with all the men in the world, and tie you aside to watch!"
Xiaoer: ......
The picture was too terrible to think about it.
"Xiaomi'er, I've liked you for a long time, you just take it as a merit to save the flower's life, just get along with me......" Seeing that he couldn't eat it anymore, he could capture it soon, and his light words and debauchery words were poured out, "I can see clearly today, I can't live without you, I don't want to be an immortal, I can do anything to become an immortal, and I don't want to be in the immortal class...... When I think of you not wanting me, I feel that it is too painful to live in this world, Xiaomi'er, you just obey me, I really like you for a long time......"
Xiaomi'er pressed her cheeks together, his brain was dizzy, his face was so red that he could drip blood, he grew so big, he heard so many love words for the first time today, and it was all spit out of the mouth of a flower.
His heart fluctuated, he couldn't bear to brush her heart, and stretched out his hand tremblingly, hugging the canna: "I have been training with you for three years, and I like you too......"
The warm kiss came as scheduled, and when the love was strong, people were drunk, and Xiaomier sighed in her heart, no longer pushing, and went with her heart.
Her taste is very beautiful, such as peach blossoms in spring, clear lotus in summer, golden cinnamon in autumn, and snow plum in winter.
The hooks are entangled, lingering, the position is reversed, and the people are spent on the top, the clothes are becoming more and more messy, and the snow-white skin reflects the warm yellow light to show a more ambiguous atmosphere.
When Mingyue was about to retreat behind the mountain, a dumb voice came from the house, "Jiao'er, don't move there!"
"Don't move, you and I have been rolling on the ground all the way to the bed for so long, you don't plan to kiss it all the way!"
"We haven't married yet......"
"Go to the cave room first!"
"I'll ask the master first......
"You follow me first, and then ask Qin Lao Dao!"
"Banana, don't take it off again......"
"Don't, if you don't cook raw rice with me today, I swear, I'll make a container again!"
"Jiao'er, don't kiss anymore, let's get married first before we can go to the cave house......"
"Look, your body is obviously more honest than your mouth, don't worry, I will give you a name......" The voice stopped abruptly, and all that was left was the low panting of men and women.
After a long time, the low cry of canna sounded in the room again:
"Pain, pain, Mi'er, you lighten ......"
"Ah, it still hurts, you lighten up!"
"Banana, now, don't move anymore, you'll be hurt......"