Fell in love with the sick Jiaolong (thirty-seven)
Annette over there sat up at some point, clapped her hands and smiled, "The divination is done." ”
Samuel got up slowly, without a woman's body temperature, and a trace of silence crossed his heart.
When he looked at Annette, he thought to himself, how could this person be so fast?
It stands to reason that Annette usually doesn't come out so quickly, but the two of them unexpectedly merged and didn't get along so well.
And now the hexagram spread on the desk is also displayed, and this result is indeed very interesting.
She asked, "Are you the goddess Christine Lansan?" ”
When she looked at Tan Sang, she was shining, as if she was about to become a little fan girl.
Annette didn't know what came to mind, but suddenly smiled playfully and said bluntly.
"I've always wanted to visit you before, and I've heard that there were thirty lovers in the early castle of the goddess, I wonder if it's true?"
Tan Sang was speechless for a while, not knowing whether to admit or deny.
After all, even she could feel that the aura of the person next to her was a little low.
"Haha, I'm sorry, this is the privacy of the goddess, if you don't want to answer, it's fine."
Annette laughed, and her eyes fell on Samuel.
I also know that the person in front of me may be strong in the future.
Oh no, it's a dragon.
In order to save some of his image and personality, Tan Sang's red lips hooked, which was like a hook that people couldn't leave their eyes.
"As a goddess of the Divine Capital, I control half of the Temple of Light, I am the niece of the high priest, and I am the king himself who promised that a quarter of the land would belong to me."
She smiled.
It looks more delicate and bewitching than flowers.
An overwhelming and powerful magical coercion looked at the world and said, "I have a lover, why not?" ”
Although it is said that high coldness is high cold, temperament belongs to temperament.
But it's also too ...... Stupid!
In just one sentence, I was annoyed, and sure enough, it was still the familiar goddess who was used to being savage.
Mr. Evil Dragon felt that his heart was a little blocked.
Isn't it his private dragon treasure?
Why like someone else?
Why is he alone in his disobedience?
There was a "click", and suddenly there was the sound of wood breaking.
Everyone turned around, and Tan Sang looked at the chair that he had broken with some shock.
"......" Annette looked at the wood chips scattered all over the ground, and was a little speechless for a moment.
Tan Sang saw the wood that had been broken raw, and he also knew that Mr. Evil Dragon had a little blood on his hands.
I want to pull his arm and stretch his hand.
But to Tan Sang's surprise this time, her little slave was not as well-behaved and quiet as before.
He just kept his blood-colored eyes open, his gaze a little glazed, and his hands behind his back. Such a deliberate dodge, Tan Sang was a little unhappy.
The heart is like a yarn that has been clutched, tangled together.
Domineering openings:
"You are my slave, now my lover, you must listen to me."
There was a stalemate, and in the end, Samuel was defeated.
gave his hand to Tan Sang.
The healing magic seemed to be drizzling, as if it could soften him.
He looked at Tan Sang's seductive eyes, and he thought, if he was obedient enough, wouldn't Tan Sang be looking for anyone else?
After curing Samuel's hand, Tan Sang asked about the hexagram.
"Chance encounter, no problem."
Annette changed her previous cute appearance and pronounced the divination very seriously.
The smile on Mr. Evil Dragon's face disappeared in an instant after hearing these words.
His fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he clenched subconsciously.
Why did it end up without a problem?