37. Stealing chickens can't be done

The most outrageous thing is that the bewitching man completely ignored her wolf bรจi look, his red lips pursed lightly, his eyes flashed a little cold light, and his right leg was raised silently, brushing An Xingxin's face, and elegantly resting on his left leg.

In this embarrassing situation, he actually chose to set up Erlang's legs, instead of helping her with pity.

This man is really a demon, not an ordinary demon.

While An Xing's heart was itching with hatred, her mind turned, and she immediately blushed and reddened.

This situation, this scene, this situation, isn't that, isn't it equivalent to her yellow flower girl drilling someone's crotch for nothing?

Forget about getting into his bed, and now it's even drilling his crotch! Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated, how can they lose face if they lose their lining?

Grief and anger can release huge energy, she slapped the table, stood up, faced the ice face in front of her, and gritted her teeth, "What do you want to do with this person who kills a thousand knives?" โ€

Sgerson glanced at the crimson face that was close at hand, the ice sculpture face remained unchanged for ten thousand years, and he thought darkly, his face was delicate enough, his skin was firm enough, white and red, and delicate, no matter what, it didn't defile his bed, as for his figure, except for the small chest, he was generally passable.

The person's movements followed the thoughts, and Sgerson thought of this distractedly, and his dark blue ice eyes involuntarily glanced at the crisp chest that was leaning over in front of him at the moment because of excitement and a little turbulence.

An Xingxin found that someone didn't take her gnash of teeth in her eyes, but stared at her chest in a daze, and a small universe finally exploded completely!

I've seen obscenity, but I've never seen obscenity so straightforward.

"Grandma's, look at it, look at the fart, I haven't seen the girl's big breasts!"

As soon as people get excited, they are a little incoherent.

Sigerson was very calm, and replied with a rare raised eyebrow, "I've touched it, it's nothing to look at." โ€

These words hit An Xingxin's soft underbelly, and her arrogant arrogance was suddenly crushed.

Grandma's, if you get cheap, you sell well.

blamed himself for stealing chickens and rice, accidentally getting on a thief ship, and now he is blocked so much that he can't speak.

A small face was crimson, red to the base of the neck.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, holding the table with one hand, and pointing at the ice face of the person in front of me with the other, and was furious, "You demon, demon, why don't you die ......!" โ€

The woman went wild, and her pitch was so high that it could pierce a person's eardrum.

The red eagle beside him couldn't help but frown.

It's hard to believe that Sgerson is still as calm as ever, elegantly stretched out his hand, grabbed the paw pointing at him, slowly pressed back to the table, and Liang Liang commanded, "Red Eagle, Miss An just got off the plane, the jet lag is still too late, and she is a little delirious, you take her up to rest." โ€

After that, completely ignoring the eager eyes of the person in front of him, he stood up and walked out of the living room freely.

An Xingxin was stunned, and directly lay on the table again, beating her chest, "yes, you demon, BT, there is a kind of ...... you don't go." โ€

What does this demon mean, trapping her here, do you want to rape first and then kill, or do you want to kill first and then rape?

Thinking of this, An Xingxin had goosebumps, and she fell into the ice cellar gorgeously.

Here, she is unfamiliar with life, has no house, no car, no relatives, she has been killed, cut down, dismembered, and there is no one to help her avenge her!

People die for money, birds die for food, and this demon has the possibility of dismembering her in order not to pay her a thousandth of the profit.

She's awe-inspiring!

If you knew it earlier, don't be impulsive, take over this deal, and get into trouble with the underworld, the leader of the underworld is still a big demon, and she won't die soon!

She lay on the table, sweating profusely, and her little face was blue and white.

Red Eagle saw her lying on the table, showing no signs of getting up, and kindly came over to help her.

Who knows, when her hand touched the corner of her clothes, she was slashed by a knife in one hand.

Red Eagle was caught off guard, raised his hand, and frowned again and again, grandma's, the more beautiful the woman looked, the more ruthless she became.

His mother's, she can't bully her master, should she obey her orders to the domestic servant? Fuck his bastard, she turned her face and looked at this raccoon dog, eager to kill.

Red Eagle looked at someone's little face that turned blue with anger, and knew that there would be no good fruit to eat if the confrontation continued like this, so he said regardless of his previous suspicions, "Since Miss An likes to lie on the table to rest, then Hong won't bother." โ€

With that, another tall figure turned around and walked out of the living room.

An Xingxin wailed and fell to death on the table again.