At a glance, it can be seen that this is the "masterpiece" of the demon general. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the beginning, Wandering Butterfly would never put this disgusting thing on herself, but after repeated struggles, she was not the opponent of the demon general who was thick-skinned and yin enough, and when faced with the dual choice of either being naked (******luo) or wearing this vulgar and interesting bathrobe, Wandering Butterfly had to pick up the bathrobe in shame.

The light purple and gold color easily made Wandering Butterfly think of the big villain who was dressed in gold and luxury, and suddenly felt as uncomfortable as being pricked by needles.

However, fortunately, the wicked man never asked himself to appear in front of his eyes like this, and if he still had to bear his teasing gaze, he was not sure if he would be mad immediately, so he took off his bathrobe and threw it directly on the face of the wicked man, preferring to be naked.

I took a towel and wiped my wet hair, a fine pile towel with excellent water absorption, and soon the water droplets in my hair were absorbed.

Shaking off her dry hair, she felt that her body and mind after a night of hard work slowly regained a trace of vitality, and her frustration slowly faded.

The whole body is surrounded by a dry and fragrant smell, and it is so comfortable that tiredness hits me. I don't want to think about anything, so I get a good night's sleep, and maybe when I wake up tomorrow, all the nightmares will dissipate.

But the wishes are always good, and the reality is always cruel.

As soon as she opened the door to the bathroom, she walked out.

The room, which was once illuminated by incandescent lights, is now shrouded in a hazy orange halo, and the walls around it are painted with an ambiguous red, like red wine in a glass, and like a lip gloss with a glossy silver color.

Who else but the wicked man?

As soon as she searched, she immediately found the body lying on the big bed, behind a pale pink translucent gauze tent (this gauze tent was originally white, but when it was set off by the red of the four walls, it became a reddish-pink color of silver).

I saw him holding his head with one hand, the curvature of the corners of his mouth that seemed to be a smile made his face even more dissolute, and his golden military uniform was also replaced by a golden bathrobe, tied casually, and the placket was wide open, revealing his strong and strong chest.

The hem of the bathrobe was obviously longer than his knees, but he deliberately poked one leg out of the bathrobe, bent slightly, and touched the calf of the other leg, slowly moving back and forth in small increments, and the ******naked seduction action exuded a strong hormonal atmosphere, tempting people to rush over immediately.

It's just that, in the face of his burly and majestic body, even if the viewer is lustful, I am afraid that he will only be a little obscene (wei) in his mind, and he will not dare to really raise a gun into battle, this is a dormant cheetah, no matter how delicious and attractive it looks on the outside, once it gets close, it will inevitably end up being gnawed to the end of not even the slag.

Fluttering Butterfly clenched the dagger in her hand, this dagger she had always been at her side, even when she was sleeping, she would always carry it with her.

The long cuffs obscured her grip on the dagger, and it managed to hide the sharp weapon still in its scabbard.

He stood at the door of the bathroom, motionless, quietly confronting the wicked man on the bed opposite.

Although the room was locked by herself, in the territory of this wicked man, this insurance was useless, and she was not surprised when she saw the abrupt figure on the bed.

"Come here." A low, bewitching voice came from the bed opposite.

Wandering Butterfly was still standing motionless, she was thinking about the next words, and the thought of being crushed and ravaged by this wicked person as before, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

"Come here." There was a deeper, more demagogic voice.

"General Poppy, since you and I have reached a contract, don't you think it's very inappropriate for you to use me as a tool for you to vent your desires? As the supreme commander of the empire, Wandering Die believes that General Poppy must know how to subdue people's hearts, you force me like this, yes, I don't have the ability or courage to resist you, but it's impossible to make me have no resentment. General Poppy, you can safely let someone who has a grudge against you do things for you? ”

Wandering Butterfly said calmly, but in his mind, he had already taken a dagger and stabbed this wicked man with a knife, and the knives were all inserted in his deadliest place.

"Hah...... Kitten, General Ben is guarding the content agreed between us, do you want to pretend to be nonsense, kitten? …… This general wants you to do everything for this general, and naturally it also includes the wind (feng) and rhyme (yun) of this ********bed! Don't say it, the smart kitten won't hear it. ”

General Poppy smiled narrowly, smiled and smiled, suddenly his tone sank, and he shouted fiercely, "Come here, don't try to challenge General Ben's patience, little kitten, now your words and deeds will affect the life and death of your people, if you don't mind, General Ben doesn't have to look at your face to pity your people who are in dire straits." ”

Wandering Butterfly gritted her teeth and reluctantly walked over.

Before, I was arrogant and thought, if the wicked man appeared when he was wearing this vulgar bathrobe, he would rather be naked, but would take off this disgusting thing and throw it on the wicked man's body, and vent the unhappiness in his heart, and the result was really a hypothetical situation, and he could only succumb to the evil man's silver (homonym) power again, and do nothing.

General Poppy smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his narrowed eyes locked tightly on the approaching figure.

Against the backdrop of the luxurious purple gold, the white and delicate body is even more eye-catching, the delicate butterfly bones that cannot be covered, as well as the two slender and slender jade legs below, the hem of the bathrobe is only to her thighs, and the hidden scenery will not be revealed, causing people to reverie, itching and unbearable, I can't wait to immediately lift the obscure obscuration, to find out, and think that if this is the imminent departure, the seduction that is available but unobtainable is the real enjoyment.

The butterfly walked slower than a snail, and now the demon general was not in a hurry, but the two gazes that fell on him became more and more hot and more scorching, and the posture seemed to peel off his clothes and burn one hole after another in his skin.

This feeling of being regarded as a traitor made the butterfly feel like a needle, and goosebumps all over her body.