After listening to the words of the weekend, the fairy daughter Hongteng sat up from the bed, Rao is usually good at cultivation, and the big eyes overflowing with autumn water also flashed a trace of coldness.

However, this coldness only lasted for one breath, because the almost simple expression of the smile on the weekend made her daughter Hong not interested in getting angry.

"You come in!" Daughter Hong stood on the edge of the bed, subconsciously looked at the black shirt that was crumpled by the weekend, then pointed to the big bed, and said tepidly, "I promise not to hit you!" ”

"I believe you once." I secretly cheered myself up on the weekend, and said in my heart, I'm afraid of hair, isn't she just a woman, if you dare to be rough, Lao Tzu will press her on the bed and play a fart again.

At that moment, Weekend shrunk his head and raised his feet into the room.

Daughter Hong stood by the bed from beginning to end, she clasped her hands to her chest, like an outsider watching the weekend that was coming towards her step by step.

On the weekend, it seems that he is walking in the crab step, but in fact, he walks very carefully, lest his daughter Hong can't figure it out, so he stares at his daughter Hong while walking. He thought to himself that no matter how fast his daughter was red, as long as he paid attention to safety and ran away before his daughter Hong made a move, he might not be able to make his daughter red take advantage.

"Ah......h ”

"What's wrong?" Seeing that my daughter Hong touched the bulge with her hand, I felt a sudden burst in my heart on the weekend, could it be that I was too hard before, but I didn't touch it there at the time, could it be that this goblin intended to hook up with me? Thinking about it like this, the weekend became excited, and almost rushed to the front of her daughter Hong, "Did I scratch you before?" Come on, I'll touch you again......"

"Hey, hey!" As soon as Weekend's hand reached out to her daughter Hong, Daughter Hong smiled, laughing more cunningly than when she usually laughed on the weekend, "Villain, let you try a shoulder fall!" ”

"......" subconsciously wanted to retract his hand on the weekend, but when it was too late, his daughter's red hand was like a swimming snake, and suddenly wrapped around his arm trying to touch his daughter's red breasts.

Twist your waist and turn around!

Then, on the weekend, he was lifted above his head by his daughter Hong.

Boom!

There was a dull sound, and the poor weekend was thrown out, fortunately, it was on the big bed, but this was enough to make the weekend hurt and burst into tears, how could he never have thought that the over-the-shoulder fall that had suffered enough in Hualuolou could still be used by his daughter Hong, and besides, whether daughter Hong is a woman is good, how can she have such a strong force value? What made the weekend speechless the most was that the over-the-shoulder fall of the daughter red envoy was clearly worse than that of Hua Luolou.

At the beginning, the weekend and Hua Luolou fought to the death, and the weekend used the iron sand palm at a critical juncture, and cracked the killer move of the Hua Luolou in one fell swoop, when the daughter Hong performed the shoulder wrestling on the weekend just now, he also thought about using the shoulder wrestling on the weekend, but he finally gave up, not because he pity the jade, but when he just raised his hand to prepare to use the iron sand palm, the other hand of the daughter red rubbed it on his crotch as if nothing, that is, if the weekend really used the iron sand palm at that time, then, now the little weekend is estimated to be gone.

Lying on his back on the bed, he didn't care that his bones were about to fall apart, and he was secretly surprised on the weekend, he was complacent that he was able to practice the legendary internal strength, but when his daughter Hong's hand stroked his crotch, he realized that his daughter Hong also has internal strength, and the cultivation of internal strength is much higher than that of the weekend.

Daughter Hong is called a female goblin, and she is really a goblin.

"Don't play dead, get out of bed, I don't want to smell of a stinky man in my bed." After her daughter Hong performed an over-the-shoulder fall, her face was not red and she was out of breath, but it was obvious that she was in a much better mood, although she still had an ancient expression when she talked to the weekend, but the fluttering in her eyes was clearly proud and happy.

Lying on his back in bed, the weekend felt that this world was unreasonable, how could a woman be so powerful? Weekend secretly rejoiced, fortunately, there is no direct conflict of interest with his daughter Hong so far, fortunately he sold himself to his daughter Hong, otherwise, if there is such a fairy-like enemy, the weekend is estimated to have died several times.

"I can't afford it!" When I said this on the weekend, I felt a little bit of the little brother coquettish to the big sister, "You threw me on the bed, and now my bones are scattered in pain, and I can't get up." ”

"It doesn't matter, I'm just going to have some wine, you can lie down for a while, and when I'm done, if you haven't gotten up yet, I'll pick your tendons." Daughter Hong blinked her eyes indifferently, in the autumn water, revealing a bit of playfulness that is difficult to hide, such a daughter Hong, although it looks weird, but it is undoubtedly the most moving.

The fairy daughter Red is an alcoholic, which can be seen from the fact that she has to drink a bottle of the highest two-pot head to quench her thirst before eating. By her daughter's side, you can always see all kinds of liquor everywhere, but what makes the weekend incomprehensible is that this female alcoholic loves to drink so much, why doesn't there be a little smell of alcohol on her body?

Sitting alone on the recliner by the balcony, my daughter Hong didn't know where to take out the wine, the wine was packed with a gourd, the size of a fist, and my daughter Hong's small hand was holding it, obviously a little big, but from the angle of lying on the bed on the weekend, I always felt that this wine gourd that was one size bigger than my daughter Hong's small hand was so commensurate, as if this wine gourd was specially tailored for her.

At this time, the daughter drank red wine, no longer as vigorous as drinking Erguotou before, but a small sip of it, as if the wine gourd was a jade liquid elixir, only such a small sip of drinking will not be wasted, only so chewing and swallowing slowly can experience the taste of this wine.

Tonight is fifteen, the bright moon is in the sky, the curtains are not pulled down, so, when the daughter is drinking, there is a bright moon behind her, the pale white moonlight is illuminated by the light of the incandescent lamp, it looks so insignificant, but, in the eyes of the weekend, this moonlight is undoubtedly the brightest, more bright than the light of the incandescent lamp, perhaps, because the daughter's red cheeks are too moving, the softness of the moonlight is set off!

Because her daughter Hong drinks alone, the room seems quiet, this ultimate quiet beauty, and she is reluctant to destroy it on weekends.

"Your wine gourd, I look very familiar." However, the wine gourd in her daughter's red hand was too dazzling, and she couldn't hold back her words at the end of the weekend.

His words shattered the beauty of this tranquility.

While talking on the weekend, her daughter's red gaze fell on the wine gourd in her hand.

This wine gourd should have been preserved for many years, so the appearance is silky, like a woman's skin.

Daughter Hong didn't wear eye shadow, but those eyes, when they fell on the wine gourd, were so beautiful.

Although he is a young man who has nothing on the weekend, although he has not seen anything in the world, he has seen several beauties by himself, but if you really want to talk about temperament, daughter Hong is undoubtedly the first place, especially when daughter red is quiet.

"You are indeed familiar with this wine gourd, because not long ago, you saw it."

"Li Shanhai!" Weekend blurted out, "You're following us? ”

Daughter Hong didn't hide it, and nodded slightly: "It's just a coincidence, if Li Shanhai didn't get out of the car to buy wine halfway, I wouldn't have met it, which also indirectly shows that your life is very big, if it weren't for this coincidence, you would be dead by now." ”

When he heard the word "death" on the weekend, his face jumped wildly, and he couldn't help but sit up while pretending to be dead and lying on the bed: "You mean, Li Shanhai is dead?" ”

Daughter Hong nodded, and then gently took a sip of Li Shanhai and drank the rest of the wine, Zhu Yeqing, the best quality, when you drink it in your mouth, there is a feeling that it melts in your mouth, but when this cool liquid flows into the stomach, it instantly turns into a fire and burns her stomach, and the amount of wine in Daughter Hong is larger than that of several drunkards combined, otherwise, this small sip can make her so drunk that she can't get up.

"You killed you?" I don't know why, the weekend suddenly felt scared, he thought that he was strong enough after practicing the iron sand palm, and thought that he could see through his daughter red in one thousandth, but when he said this, he suddenly found that he didn't even know one ten-thousandth of his daughter's red.

The third son of the boss of the White Dragon Society?

The female boss of the development gallery?

A master of national art who is more powerful than Hua Luolou?

Who is this female goblin?

"I don't want to make a lot of money in business, if I wanted to, I would have been a big boss a long time ago!"

What her daughter Hong said at the beginning came back to her mind over the weekend.

She doesn't ask for money, but what does she ask for?

Daughter Hong shook her head, it was estimated that the bamboo leaf green in the wine gourd had been drunk by her, so she put the wine gourd on the table, very lightly, as if she was afraid that the wine gourd would break at any time.

However, she was so careful, and the wine gourd was still broken, and it was the kind that was broken into powder.

"It wasn't me who killed him, but he killed himself!" Daughter Hong blew softly, and the pile of wine gourds on the table that had turned into pieces was blown to ashes by her, and they all scattered to the ground, "Weekend, do you believe in fate or not!" ”

Although I don't know why my daughter Hong asked herself so coldly, she still shook her head and said, "I don't believe it." ”

"I believe it!" Daughter Hong stroked the bangs on her forehead, paused, and said, "If it weren't for fate, Li Shanhai wouldn't have been lying on the hospital bed after just comprehending his internal strength, if it weren't for his life, I would have died for you." ”

"You're dying because of me?" The weekend caught the point of what her daughter Hong said, "Why? ”

"You don't need to know why." Daughter Hong got up from the recliner, she had recovered her usual tepid expression when she was as quiet as the bright moon, "You just need to remember that you owe me a life." ”

"......" felt that her daughter was playing tricks on the weekend, so she simply shut up and didn't speak.

"Continuing with what I said earlier about 'life'." When her daughter Hong said this, she looked out the window, she looked up, as if she was admiring the moon, leaving a graceful, but extraordinarily cold and glamorous shadow on the weekend, "I believe in fate, I believe that my end is how thin my life is, and I will die early......"

"No!" On the weekend, I don't know where the impulse came from, and he didn't let his daughter Hong speak, he blurted out, "With me as your bodyguard, you won't die, at least not before me, if fate is really destined to be like this, I will beat fate to death for you!" ”

When he said this on the weekend, his tone was unusually resolute, and there was a bit of domineering in his resoluteness, which only men can have, or rather, only stubborn and silly men will have.

After listening to the weekend's words, inexplicably, her daughter Hong's round and delicate fragrant shoulders seemed to twitch, she didn't feel it herself, but she saw it clearly on the weekend.

"You're crying......" said this on the weekend, in a low, weak voice, more like talking to himself.

Daughter Hong turned around suddenly, a little tenderness flashed in her slightly moist eyes, she couldn't help herself from saying this, but she still couldn't hold back after all, or rather, she couldn't control her mouth at all: "Do you like me?" ”