Taken by the sick Jiaolong (sixty-four)

A shirt falls to the ground.

Belt......

Trousers......

Tan Sang watched his clothes fall layer by layer, and was a little panicked: "Hey, little coward!" Can't you really see opinion now? ”

The bag system runs faster than anyone else, and when it falls asleep, no one wakes up.

Only......

[Ding, the system is crashing...... ]

[Ding, current hatred value is 100.] ]

Do you want this TM to live?!

The cowardly bag system was still silently swallowing potato chips, looking at his own god and looking like he was watching a good show.

In fact, the more grudges a man has, the more tolerant he is.

After all......

Samuel is now just close to the demon and the god, as long as Tan Sang behaves, or doesn't look for someone else, Samuel will naturally settle down.

The system looked at Lord God holding his head, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.

After all, the spiritual power of this plane fluctuates very strongly, and she may be able to see that man come back.

The girl pursed her lips and smiled softly and harmlessly.

The system could only see the corners of the God's lips gently hooked, and it always felt eerie.

But Lord God opened the bag of marshmallows again, and looked like he was eating it obediently.

——

The boy stripped naked and walked down the pool.

Tan Sang's eyelashes were stained with moisture, and his face turned red.

It's a bit of a gas.

She has always been the only one in the face who teases others, how can anyone dare to tease herself.

This guy still dares to pack himself up?!

The man moved quickly and swam to her side at once.

Her eyes were blank, sometimes staring at the petals, sometimes at herself, for fear of seeing something she shouldn't see.

The boy grabbed her chin, propped his elbows on the pool, and looked at her coldly.

It was a sinister, viper-like gaze.

"I can still be conscious."

Rose petals rippled around them, and he said, "When the goddess pushed Gu to the boundless hell, did you ever think that one day she would fall into Lone's hands? ”

Of course Tan Sang knew.

I also know that this thing may really kill itself.

Looking at the pair of bright eyes in front of him, he pulled the corners of his lips and said in a mocking tone.

"It's shameless to look at the goddess now."

Who the hell is shameless?!

The smile in his eyes stiffened for a moment as her gaze was irritated by herself, and then quickly eased again.

It was the first time she had shown any other looks......

"Close your eyes, I don't want to see your nasty eyes."

Although Tan Sang was reluctant, he still closed his eyes.

It's amazing, time seems to go back to the time when they haven't broken yet.

At that time, she was a goddess, a goddess on high, and deigned to do such a shameful thing for him.

Thinking about it now, she must have felt that it was a piece of black history.

But he was full of joy.

And at this moment, the scene is exactly the same, but the object is reversed.

She was the one who was drugged.

Tan Sang, who closed his eyes, couldn't see now, and his sense of hearing was even more acute.

The dominant one becomes Samuel.

She was a little scared at the moment, the sound of the young man's breathing was so close that she didn't know what he would do.

Without magic, she's just a mortal.

She's vulnerable, she's afraid.

If it was really a woman who did it first and then killed, it wouldn't be miserable.

As soon as he thought that he was going to die in such a thing, Tan Sang wanted to cry without tears.

The god in front of the screen looked at the inner drama of this legendary cold beauty, and almost wanted to laugh.

Tan Sang, in the end, she underestimated his liking, his love.

She still remembered that the young man who was as cold as frost and Zhilan Yushu was full of eyes and only Tan Sang was alone.

……

He looked at her coldly for a while, and then remembered that it was the first time she had done something like that, and he could only do it with her.

But when I thought that the person in front of me was a person who had no heart at all,

A psychology that bordered on revenge made him look at her coldly, slowly admiring her rare panic.