"Yes!" The black meow of the cheap dragon nodded heavily, and echoed again, "She is shameless!" ”

It is really shameless to dare to rub a married man with such a plump breasts, and he doesn't notice that he is an unmarried male dragon in his eyes!

Tsk tsk, it would be nice if it was him.

Such a scene came to the mind of the cheap dragon—

In two massive, white and tender masses, he squinted his wet eyes, rubbing happily against the waves until he was drowned.

After receiving the affirmation, Ling Luo's mood suddenly became much smoother, but her mood changed from anger to frustration.

"Hell, you say, isn't that witch as beautiful as me?"

"That's right! Not as pretty as you! The cheap dragon had a serious expression.

"So, you say, isn't my figure as good as hers?"

"That's right! Not as good as her! "Serious face.

Ling Luo turned his head suddenly: "? ”

The cheap dragon suddenly realized: "!! ”

It's broken, it's broken, it's leaking......

The eyes of a certain black meow suddenly widened, and he looked at his master's very angry expression in great horror, and his body shrank back little by little.

"Bastard! Men are not good things! ”

Ling Luo was furious, stretched out a hand, grabbed the skin behind the neck of the cheap dragon, and threw him out of the second floor directly.

"The Emperor is innocent—"

With a scream, a certain big fat cat was thrown out in a gorgeous arc.

Ling Luo blushed, lowered his head, and looked at his body. Biting his lip, he stretched out his hands and touched the position of his chest.

Although it's still quite a bit of material, there is still a certain gap compared to the witch named Xin Kui.

Thinking of this, the mouth of a certain jealous wife involuntarily pursed.

She has to think about it, what are the good ancient recipes for breast enlargement?

Ling Luo took out the pen and paper, and tried to recall the health preservation techniques that Master Xiling Duxue gave him a thousand years ago.

How to make the skin whiter, how to make the waist more slender, how to make the chest fuller, these things seem to have been mentioned by the master, but at that time, he didn't care much about it, so he didn't take it to heart.

You have to think about it slowly, and you can't be impatient.

As she thought, she sketched on the paper, not noticing that one of the big fat cats she had thrown out of the window had stubbornly crawled back through the window.

"Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo."

The cheap dragon jumped into the room from the windowsill, rubbed against Ling Luo's feet, spared a circle, and gently rubbed her calves with his body, his long tail curling up her slender ankles intentionally or unintentionally.

"Don't make a noise." Ling Luo frowned a little impatiently, she had just thought of something important, and she didn't want to be interrupted in her train of thought.

"That, Xiao Luo......" The cheap dragon rubbed her leg very affectionately, raised her head, and there was a faint flattering taste in her voice, "The emperor smells the horns." ”

Ling Luo's pen movement faltered, and a large cloud of thick ink dripped on the rice paper, smudging a large area.

"What did you say?"

The cheap dragon jumped onto Ling Luo's legs, rubbed her with his furry meow head, and said, "When I fell from the window just now, the emperor smelled the dragon's horns in the back. ”

With a "snap", Ling Luo put down the pen in his hand, stared at the cheap dragon, and asked, "Really?" ”