"Old man", the peeping old man muttered to himself, wrinkles wrinkled on his originally smooth forehead, and the peeping old man's crane-haired and childish face shrugged down, looking very unhappy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Uncle, look at me, am I so old" pointed to his face, and the peeping old man shouted angrily.

After carefully looking at the peeping old man, Arthur nodded heavily, and said categorically in an unusually firm tone: "Very old"

Green tendons protruded from his forehead, and the old man took a deep breath, and his hands like chicken claws grabbed forward, as if to teach Arthur a good lesson, but he suddenly held back.

Showing a very stiff and very fake smile in Arthur's opinion, the voyeur uncle asked again: "People are old, and sometimes their ears are not good, by the way, little girl, what did you say just now, can you say it again?"

Looking at the peeping old man's face, Arthur's words that were originally in his mouth were suddenly stuck in his mouth and couldn't speak, although Arthur was an honest and good boy, but in this kind of situation that was unfavorable to him at a glance, then of course he had to improvise.

"I just said that you are very handsome, uncle" When he said this, Arthur seemed to hear something shattering, as if it was a bottle, a bottle called Jiecao.

"Yes, little girl, you really know how to talk" Familiar patted Arthur's shoulder, peeping at the old man didn't know where to take out a mirror, and looked at himself again and again, sometimes smiling, sometimes serious.

This is a very narcissistic old man, Arthur thought so in his heart, by the way, while the old man was self-absorbed, he tiptoed to prepare to leave here, after all, he was a weak woman who was powerless, and was blocked by a perverted old man in a secluded grove.

However, Arthur's escape was doomed to be in vain, and within a few steps, a branch was stuck in front of Arthur.

Well, this is not just a perverted old man, but also a master perverted old man, said this in his heart, Arthur slowly turned his head.

The peeping old man was still looking in the mirror, as if there was only a mirror in his eyes, nothing else, and the blow just now was not from him.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Arthur stood still, considering whether to contact Frans and beat the old man over.

I don't know how much time has passed, but it must have been a long time, because the sun hanging high in the sky is now about to set.

Hanging from a pair of dead fish eyes, Arthur stared blankly at the sky.

Her feet were sore, and Arthur wanted to sit down now, but every time she wanted to sit down, a stone hit her buttocks, making her feel so painful that she couldn't sit down for a long time.

I can't run and run, and I can't sit and do it, which makes Arthur a little crazy, but there are also some memories, don't get me wrong, Arthur is not a shaking M, but standing like this reminds her of the memory of working as a waiter in her previous life.

She has been standing like this, and her legs are sore, if there is any difference, it is that her ass is quite painful now.

After watching it for so long, the narcissistic old man seemed to have seen enough, and happily put the mirror back.

"Yo, why haven't you left yet?" Looking at Arthur who was standing in place, the peeping old man shouted in surprise, and then as if thinking of something, he touched his chin and said a little narcissistically: "Could it be that you are infatuated with Uncle Me"

"Infatuated with your sister" The corners of his mouth twitched, Arthur couldn't help it anymore, and shouted loudly, infatuated with an old man, this is really the funniest joke of this century, not to mention that Arthur's soul is a man, even if it is a normal girl who likes an old man, except for perverts, of course.

"Cut, since you're not infatuated with me, why are you standing here?" asked the old man peepingly, pouting.

"What do you say, old man?" said Arthur with a deep breath.

"I really can't think of any other reason than that you're obsessed with me" Smiled and looked at the sky, like a dusty Taoist, peeping at the old man touching his non-existent beard and asked.

"Old man, you're really narcissistic"

"Winning Prizes"

"Do you think I'm complimenting you," Arthur now had the urge to call Frans to cast a forbidden spell and kill the old man.

"Isn't it?" blinked innocently, and the expression on the old man's face seemed to say that this was not common sense.

"Of course not"

"That's a pity" spread his hands, peeping at the old man's bright eyes turned: "But in that case, let's talk about something else"

"What's the matter," Arthur asked, tilting his head.

"Let's talk about noon."

"Uh, noon, what's noon?" Arthur looked dazed, as if she had just passed noon and nothing had happened.

"It seems that this young lady is so forgetful, I still vaguely remember the fierce blow of the knife" shook his dusty clothes, and the peeping old man smiled at Arthur.

"Yes, after you said that, I really remember, it was a powerful hand knife" nodded as if remembered, Arthur clapped his hands.

"Then this young lady, how are you going to compensate me, poor old man?"

"Compensation, I think I deserved to be beaten for doing that kind of thing," Arthur said.

"What do you mean to be beaten, if I see it, then it's worth being beaten, but I don't see it" The peeping old man looked sad and indignant, and when he said this, he shouted almost sadly.

"I didn't see it, how bad your eyesight is, I haven't seen it yet, don't lie to me" I didn't see it, this old man is a master at first glance, a master will have poor eyesight, he won't see it.

"Hmph, little girl, what do you know" snorted arrogantly, and the old man said disdainfully: "What I want to see is not a swimsuit, I want to see the girl's jade body as smooth as jade."

"Oh, I see, then now should I call you perverted" Arthur's expression was faint at the old man's words.

"Perverted, what perverted, this is all the prejudice given to us by you little girls and those hypocrites, we are artists, for us, the girl's smooth jade body is the best work of art" raised his head high, the peeping old man said with a kind of pride.

Looking at the old man who was very excited about his words and deeds speechlessly, Arthur herself didn't know what to say, she only felt powerless in her heart.

She has seen a lot of perverts, in the world where the entertainment industry was very developed in the previous life, there were a lot of perverts, but perverts like the peeping old man, that is really rare, and I don't know if it's an illusion, the peeping old man just seemed to be talking about us.

Well, this is not a pervert, this is a group of perverts, Arthur really can't figure it out, why is there such a pervert in Roland College, this is the first school in the mainland, how did this pervert get in.