Xuan Zhige didn't care about anything else, as soon as he stepped forward, he was going to grab the "dirty sword"!

However, the ghost made a mistake and grabbed the hand of the iceberg beautiful man!

Suddenly, for a while, there seemed to be an electric current rushing through Xuan Zhige's whole body without obeying the call!

With the palm of his hand as the starting point, there is no return point!

His palms were so cold that Xuan Zhige couldn't help but want to hold them for a while to warm him.

- Of course, this is just an excuse for her reluctance to let go.

In fact, it's-

His hand was too smooth, so smooth that it seemed to be caressing a cloud in the sky, and his hand was so wide, so wide that as soon as he touched it, he felt an inexplicable sense of security that hit him, and he couldn't help but hold it for a while.

In fact—

Xuan Zhige did the same.

At that moment, she reveled in the flesh of a beautiful man. Body. Desire. It's in sight.

She almost wanted to lean her face over and revel in it, but when she closed her eyes and sighed softly, she heard his cold voice sounding helplessly above her—

"Have you touched enough?"

"No ......"

Xuan Zhige muttered and said unwillingly, but for a moment it seemed to be hit by lightning on the head and face, suddenly came to his senses, coughed lightly twice in embarrassment, quickly let go of the hand that was holding him tightly, and at the same time stroked the broken hair between his forehead, and cheekily quibbled: "I didn't know that you were going to pick up that sword too!" I didn't mean to touch ...... Bah! Grab your hand! ”

After that, she raised her head, pretending to be very arrogant and disdainful, but secretly glanced at the beautiful man's reaction.

I saw that the beautiful man first glanced at her silently, his eyes were full of incredulity, as if he was wondering if he had met a female pervert, and then the smile lines in the corners of his eyes slowly stretched out like snow petals, and seemed to smile silently, and said in a good mood: "So, can I ask this girl, this sword on the ground is yours?" ”

Xuan Zhige saw that he didn't care about touching him with her, so she asked her inexplicable questions instead, and sighed to herself-"It's good-looking, but it's a pity, it's a fool who has no concept of discipline." ”

After she rolled her eyes, she shook her hair, glanced at the man with disdain and confidence, quickly picked up the "dirty sword", quickly stuffed it back into her cuffs, and said arrogantly: "Otherwise? Is it yours? Do we have a third person here? ”

The man looked at her scoundrel and asked patiently, "This girl, can you tell me what the name of this sword is next?" ”

"Dirty sword! What other names could there be? ”

Xuan Zhige glanced at the man weakly, turned sideways, and didn't intend to deal with him again.

"Really——? That...... May I ask the girl who gave you this sword? ”

A hint of disbelief flashed in the man's eyes, and he asked patiently, but he slowed down.

Xuan Zhige was irritated by his question, suddenly turned around, smiled, took a step forward very charmingly, carried his clothes without warning, smiled evilly, and asked, "Then may I ask who is the surname of the son?" Where do you live? Who is the teacher? How many siblings are there at home? Are the parents still alive? ”

Xuan Zhige asked a lot of questions in one breath, nothing more than wanting to block the man's questions, and told him in a different way - you have crossed the rules.

Unexpectedly, the man lowered his head, looked back at her with a deep smile in his eyes, and said slowly: "Isn't it, after I answer this, you will answer my question?" ”