Cheng Xiaoxiao covered her nose with one hand of a thief's weak heart, and began to look around to inquire about the situation.

Very good, there is no one in front and behind, except for the sound of the inner room, and Cheng Xiaoxiao, who is sneaking outside, there are no other creatures.

Of course, this is also under the prefix that Cheng Xiaoxiao ignored the restless Mo Yao in her arms, which had to be mentioned.

Well? Speaking of living things, why are those clusters of light gone?

Cheng Xiaoxiao also deliberately glanced behind her several times, not only behind her, but even on the top of her head. But no matter where it was, Cheng Xiaoxiao couldn't find those shadows of the jumping.

Think I'm bored and disappear on my own?

Or do you have other plans?

Cheng Xiaoxiao stopped in place with some confusion, but as the sound of the inner room became more and more obvious, her attention gradually shifted.

It doesn't matter how many of it is!

Today is the disappearance of the king of heaven, and it doesn't matter to her Cheng Xiaoxiao!

Cheng Xiaoxiao put away other thoughts, and at the same time strengthened her determination to 'watch the play'.

Let's go into the lives of both sexes today and explore the simplest and most complex mysteries of the birth of human beings.

As soon as she said go, Cheng Xiaoxiao covered her chest with one hand and her nose with the other, and tiptoed towards the door of the room.

The closer she got to the door of the inner room, the more her heart beat harder, her throat even became a little dry, and her mind was a mess with a lot of images.

At this time, Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't realize that she was so eager to 'watch the live broadcast', not entirely because of curiosity, but because a voice in her heart had been driving her, asking her to find out quickly.

And everything in front of her, whether it was the room or the picture she was about to see, Cheng Xiaoxiao felt a sense of déjà vu.

But she tried very hard to grasp the scenes in her mind, and she couldn't figure it out anyway. Those memories are like ethereal clouds, as long as Cheng Xiaoxiao concentrates a little, they will disappear without a trace.

This affects Cheng Xiaoxiao's 'performance experience' a lot!

Cheng Xiaoxiao simply emptied herself, deliberately ignored those thoughts that she didn't have, and leaned towards the inner room door.

The inner room is said to have a door, but it is just a threshold higher than other places, Cheng Xiaoxiao is now standing by the threshold, probing her brain and looking carefully towards the inner room.

Cheng Xiaoxiao, who adheres to the 'professional ethics', still doesn't forget the purpose just now, she deliberately patted Mo Yao in her arms twice, signaling it to be quiet. Then the palm of the hand shifted from his chest to his eyes.

Through the gaping gap between her fingers, Cheng Xiaoxiao's big eyes turned around, and she tried her best to catch in the situation in the inner room.

The inner room did not go out of what Cheng Xiaoxiao expected, and the scenery was really infinite.

The woman facing Cheng Xiaoxiao on the side had waist-length black hair, Cheng Xiaoxiao saw that the woman was only wearing a water-red belly pocket, and the mandarin ducks playing in the water on the belly pocket were bulging by her chest, Cheng Xiaoxiao could guess that this woman's chest was very proud just by visual inspection.

Hmm~ This figure is good, Cheng Xiaoxiao can too!

Now let's take a look at what this woman looks like.

No, no, don't worry, let's take a look at the figure of the man under her first.

Cheng Xiaoxiao has only seen a bony hand on the woman's waist so far, just looking at the hand, it seems to be quite good, but I don't know if there are abdominal muscles or chest muscles, these are also very important.

Cheng Xiaoxiao began to explore with her eyes from a professional appreciation perspective.

Her eyes were so unbridled that she almost saw through them.

Even so, the two people on the bed are still selflessly intertwined, like two cross-necked mandarin ducks.

The only thing that had some clues was the charming woman, who was smiling triumphantly on the corner of her mouth at this time.

Her eyes were full of mischief, but it was a pity that her long and smooth hair covered all this just right, and Cheng Xiaoxiao had no way of knowing.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was still concerned about the man who couldn't see his true face for a long time, she turned around and adjusted her standing posture several times, but she could still only see the snow-white woman groping around the man.

Don't touch it, you stop first, let me see it clearly, and then you can touch it as much as you want, isn't that okay?

The more you don't get it, the more it's scratching.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was in a hurry, but she was really helpless.

Before she knew it, she had crossed the threshold, and had taken a few steps closer to the big bed.

Such a righteous and bright onlooker, even the most big-hearted people should find out.

Sensing that the time was almost up, the woman turned around viciously and smiled evilly at Cheng Xiaoxiao. Cheng Xiaoxiao hasn't been able to fully react, and finally saw clearly the male protagonist of the Living Spring Palace who has been concealed.

This person's skin is born of a first-class good, with a slender and straight posture, a cold and beautiful silhouette, and a sickly cold white color.

A pair of narrow and bewitching Danfeng eyes were stained with an unexplained lust at this time, the bridge of the nose was extremely beautiful, and the pale thin lips were tightly pursed together as usual.

This appearance is neither strange nor unfamiliar, and it is impossible to talk about how familiar it is.

But by coincidence, Cheng Xiaoxiao really knew this person.

After all, this person has been by her side since she woke up from amnesia, and it was just now that Cheng Xiaoxiao was arrested, so she and they had to be separated.

That's right, the shirtless man was lying on the dark sheets, and his face was plump and handsome, it was Chu Yunshen.

As for the woman, Cheng Xiaoxiao had already subconsciously looked at it.

The woman was born with apricot eyes and pink cheeks, and she would babble a few times, and her throat was as sweet as honey.

At this moment, Cheng Xiaoxiao's mind was like a firework, and it was exploded with a 'boom'.

When she looked over again, there was a 'thump' explosion as far as her eye could see, and nothing else.

Cheng Xiaoxiao's throat seemed to be blocked by someone with a large ball of broken cotton wool, she desperately vomited but couldn't spit it out, and she couldn't swallow it if she wanted to.

Where did she still have the mind to watch a good show, she would only feel dizzy, everything in front of her was dimmed, and even the brightly lit room was so dark that she couldn't see the light.

Isn't it amnesia?

Cheng Xiaoxiao remembered, she remembered everything.

In the face of the man's indifference and the woman's provocative smile, the memories of Cheng Xiaoxiao's brain poured out like a tide.

Those past clips played automatically like a slideshow, for fear that Cheng Xiaoxiao would not know what was going on or omitted any details.

Cheng Xiaoxiao still stared intently at the men and women who coincided on the bed, without the slightest intention of looking away.

She stared at the woman's beautiful face, and spit out two words from her mouth one by one:

"Evening, Kasumi."

Yes, the woman on the bed is none other than Sunset, who has been dead for a long time.

The face, the figure, the voice, and the look on the face are all the same.

No, it's not right.

This is not right.

Sunset would never show such a smug expression, she would only look at Cheng Xiaoxiao with tears in her eyes, and then hung her head in a hurry, waiting for Cheng Xiaoxiao to take the initiative to ask.

Besides, Cheng Xiaoxiao hasn't been to see her for a long time, and the grave grass in Sunset is estimated to have grown well, and this person will never be Sunset anyway.

So if it's not sunset, who will it be?

I don't know if Cheng Xiaoxiao was too calm, maybe she was pondering for too long, and the woman on the bed was a little impatient to change her expression again.

She also deliberately threw her hair behind her, and did not shy away from holding her chest up.

Don't say it, this woman knows too well what Cheng Xiaoxiao is thinking, and Cheng Xiaoxiao is the most taboo for others to laugh at her for her small breasts, especially the unfamiliar same-sex person.

This is simply adding fuel to the fire and deliberately stirring up trouble.

But now Cheng Xiaoxiao doesn't plan to break out, she has just recovered her memory, and she needs a little time to clear her mind and fuse the memories of not having amnesia before and after amnesia, commonly known as 'reading files'.

Cheng Xiaoxiao, who was 'reading the file', still looked at the two people on the bed with a cold face, but she didn't know that the woman was so nervous that her palms began to sweat, of course, if she could sweat.

Isn't that a scale enough?

But this is already his limit, and he doesn't know what to do any further.

Also, didn't you say that this was the scene that this woman was most afraid of? She was indifferent at all, and didn't react at all.

It can't be said that there is no reaction at all, the way she looks at herself is so terrifying, even more terrifying than what she saw in the corridor before, and even more terrifying than the one in the secret room.

What should I do if I want to cry again?

You must hold back, if you cry, you will lose all your efforts, and when the time comes, don't say it, after so long of hard deployment, all your efforts will be in vain.

No, no, you have to hold on!

The woman's outstretched palms gradually tightened, and her originally tense body relaxed as much as possible.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, she finally adjusted her state, and the next second Cheng Xiaoxiao's body rushed towards her.

I don't know if Cheng Xiaoxiao is very angry, her body was inexplicably soft when she ran to the bedside, and gradually became transparent.

This familiar, damn sense of powerlessness is like being hit by an aphrodisiac, Cheng Xiaoxiao couldn't be clearer, she is going to change back into a cat shape.

"Isn't it! God, you're playing again...... Meow! ”

Cheng Xiaoxiao cursed in a low voice, but before she could finish this sentence, she completely turned into a white light and shrunk into a plump lion cat.

The unfinished words turned into a cat meow.

This lion cat's fur is shiny, white as snow, and a pair of reddish-brown eyes are very eye-catching.

It stands to reason that such a cute and fluffy creature can't help but want to touch a few handfuls of it when anyone looks at it, but the woman on the bed screamed, and her face was so frightened that she lost her eyes and burst into tears.

Gan!

You don't know where to come out of nowhere, you don't know how to transform into a sunset, and you actually brought me this set of unsightly things.

Is it really true that Cheng Xiaoxiao is a dead person?!

Can the old lady capsize in the same gutter?

Also, the old lady hasn't broken out yet, so you actually called it first?

You're so good at screaming, why don't you become a screaming chicken?

If you don't pinch it, it's amazing!

The more Cheng Xiaoxiao thought about it, the more angry she became, she originally changed back into a cat body and planned to slow down and find another way, didn't she see that she braked sharply and planned to flash to the side?

But as soon as the 'little goblin' screamed out, Cheng Xiaoxiao immediately couldn't stand it.

Shoot up!

What is it called? Is this called preemptiveness?

It seems that my sister hasn't been mixed in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and the legend of my sister is no longer spread on the rivers and lakes, right?