"I didn't lie to you. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mo Xiaozao struggled hard, and his raised feet kicked Leng Suran's face without warning.

Seemingly unsure that she was getting bigger, she stepped on her foot twice more.

Leng Suran's hand grabbed her ankle, pinched her ankle and raised her head, "You stepped on my face!" ”

"Me." Mo Xiaozao was just about to explain, but what caught his eyes was a white and tender villain.

Although she was curious, she instinctively distanced herself from Leng Suran, who had become a villain.

Looking at Leng Suran vigilantly, her voice was a little louder, "I don't have the consciousness you said here, at most I have the ghost of An Xia." ”

"It's really just me." Anxia's voice came, and her fingers picked her up.

At this time, she realized that it was not that she had become bigger, but that Leng Suran had also become smaller.

However, she didn't bother with this problem, because An Xia's entry was an accident, but she remembered that Leng Suran said that An Xia couldn't come in.

An Xia picked her up and put it in her hand, and then pinched Leng Suran and put it in her hand.

Immediately after that, Anxia's hair wrapped the two of them layer by layer, and her body began to change, holding a pen in her hand with a wave.

The white expanse turned back into the room.

And Mo Xiaozao and Leng Suran's bodies ...... entangled together.

Anxia's hair loosened, and the two people inside the hair also saw their bodies.

"God, my face, do you know how long it took me to get such a satisfying face!" Leng Suran exclaimed and quickly rushed into his body.

Listening to Leng Suran's words, she involuntarily thought of the goblin in the painted skin.

As soon as the body was about to retreat, Anxia pushed her towards the body.

Mo Xiaozao rubbed his head, his body staggered when he stood up, and the instant noodle soup that was put aside all fell on the back of Leng Suran's head.

The ticking soup flowed all over the ground, and the face that had been scratched by the cat became even more hideous.

An Xia glanced at Leng Suran, and the steel helmet behind him looked like a child who had made a mistake.

"What are you doing here?" An Xia ignored Leng Suran's face, hugged the steel helmet with one hand, pinched the fleshy little paws of the steel helmet, and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"Anxia, my face, how can I go out like this!" Leng Suran didn't answer An Xia, and reached out to tear off his face from the back of his head.

took off his face and hung it on Leng Suran's chest, showing that he was also wearing such a piece of skin on his body.

Although frightened, Mo Xiaozao was not afraid, but liked Leng Suran's current appearance very much.

It's really in line with the goblin appearance that only appears in the story, and every feature seems to have been carefully selected, beating those stars by a hundred streets.

"You can go out with your own face on your own." An Xia opened her mouth lightly, and she didn't look at Leng Suran.

It's just that under such a conversation, Mo Xiaozao can also be sure that the relationship between An Xia and Leng Suran must be unusual.

As if to prove her thoughts, Leng Suran grabbed An Xia's hand, "Sister, if you let me go out like this, I really can't go back." ”

The two words of going back made Anxia's eyes darken.

Leng Suran also realized that he had said the wrong thing, quickly did it, and then looked at An Xia.

"How did you get here?"

He paused, and his expression became serious, "I just wanted to come over, so I came to you, and you know, I'm very good at the taste and invasion of consciousness." ”

"I know." An Xia smiled and put her hand on his wrist, "It's the first time I've seen you, like a child." ”

His words choked in his mouth, and he stared at An Xia and smiled bitterly.

Mo Xiaozao was very happy to see the two of them, both of them were good looks that she liked, "That, since you know each other, you can tell An Xia about what you ask me." ”

"What's the question?" Leng Suran tilted his head, and his bony hands unbuttoned themselves one by one.

Her face turned red, and her eyes flashed brightly as she stared at Leng Suran, "Didn't you ask me why my Wen was a goblin?" And there is compensation or something. ”

"It's just to tease you, do you really think I'm the editor-in-chief?" Leng Suran approached her with a sloppy expression, "I just stole a little bit of your memory." ”

"You can leave now." Pressing the merciless eviction order, he walked to the side of the bed and rolled up the quilt with great skill.

"I'm here to stay." Leng Suran grabbed Mo Xiaozao's hand, and his lips leaned close to Mo Xiaozao's ear, "Leave me down, I will guarantee that you will not die once." ”

"Keep her from dying, I can do it myself. But you don't need to be involved. ”

An Xia's hair wrapped Leng Suran, and after opening, only a soft layer of skin remained.

She looked at the skin twice, it didn't look like it was bloody on TV, but it was as thin as a cicada's wings, and she walked into the skin curiously, and her fingers poked at the top of the skin.

As if inflated, the skin quickly turned into a girl's body.

Full breasts, slender waist, and slender long legs are simply the perfect body that all girls dream of.

"Anxia, this skin is alive!" Mo Xiaozao screamed in horror, and her little face turned pale from fear.

"No, it's just that it still has Leng Suran's residual ability, and as soon as you touch it, it transforms into what you want." Anxia explained, looking at Pi with a meaningful look in her eyes.

That obviously means that you are actually such a Mo Xiaozao.

She blushed and didn't look at Anxia, she was still muttering in her mouth, she just thought about it, this figure is really not my favorite.

Mo Xiaozao thought silently, and his hand tried hard to get off the skin.

After all, Anxia explained, and she was also very uncomfortable with that skin.

"By the way, where did Leng Suran go?" In order to distract himself, Mo Xiaozao automatically looked for topics.

"I'm home."

"Uh, you can go home with your hair wrapped?" Mo Xiaozao thought that she hadn't been home for half a year, and couldn't help but want An Xia to send her back to have a look.

"My hair can only send the dead home."

Mo Xiaozao quickly dispelled her thoughts, but she didn't doubt An Xia's words at all.

Moreover, even if she wanted to go home, she couldn't let herself die.

She poked her hand attached to the skin hard, flattened her mouth, and complained that the money she spent writing for the past six months could only sustain herself.

"Ahh

A hoarse voice came from Pi's mouth.

Mo Xiaozao's body softened, and she hurriedly tugged her hand, only to find that her hand had been swallowed halfway by the skin.

"Thank you." Pi's hollow eyes stared at her, her lips opening and closing in a hoarse voice.

"Anxia, you didn't mean her." Mo Xiaozao cried, and his body lay on the ground softly.

It's not that she doesn't want to finish her words, it's just that at this point, her lips can't be opened.

"It's the skin that Leng Suran often wears, which has become a sperm and knows how to live."