"No matter how beautiful the past is, it is only the past after all." ———— Ji thoughtless

After a long time, the young man in white said in a cold voice: "Go and check, what's going on?" ”

Absolutely, you can't let Han Qingyi, this little cub, destroy everything.

Ji Wusi, Ji Wusi, can only be alone.

You'll never know exactly where the plot is going.

Jun Demon Yue found that the plot has been chaotic recently, and only some important plots have not changed.

Losing the biggest golden finger, Jun Demon Yue not only didn't panic, but also wanted to laugh.

Whether this is, means. He doesn't need to care about the character and plot, so it's interesting.

Jun Demon Yue's smile was a little evil, revealing a strong malice.

Every time Jun Nan saw his master laughing like this, he felt bad in his heart, and his intuition told him that his master was going to start making trouble again.

Jun Nan didn't dare to ask anything, so he secretly snooped first.

Jun Demon Yue put on a red dress that she hadn't worn for a long time, and her long hair was draped down casually, which was very different from her usual indifferent appearance.

It looks amorous, so beautiful that it is a little androgynous, these are all adjectives that will never appear on Ji Wusi.

Indifferent, powerful, and black-clothed like a demon, this is Ji Wusi's consistent endorsement.

Actually, Ji Wusi doesn't like black clothes, and he doesn't like to have a straight face, he just likes to be admired by everyone, as if in this way, he doesn't just have one face.

[O master, with all due respect...... You're really angry like this. ]

[Shut up, get away] Jun Demon Yue was indifferent and interrupted Jun Nan.

[Get out, I'm the best at rolling*^_^*] Jun Nan made a smiling expression and quickly went offline.

According to the direction of the plot, Han Qingyi should have been stumped by something that Qingye had done, otherwise according to the urine nature of Han Qingyi's little wolf cub, he would have come over and stick to himself a long time ago.

The night is estimated to have come, and it is time to put on a big show.

Jun Demon Yue hooked her lips and smiled a little ill-willedly.

He lay down on the soft couch with ease, closed his eyes and rested.

"Thoughtless ......" A cold fragrance struck, and Jun Demon Yue was gently pulled in her arms again.

Why do these strategy targets like to be so close to themselves at every turn? I still hug and hug at every turn, really, if it weren't for favorability, I really wanted to kill these guys.

Jun Demon Yue was a little crazy, and her brows were furrowed deeply.

"What's wrong?" A pair of somewhat cold hands covered his eyes, listening to the steady heartbeat of the night, Jun Demon Yue's manic heart was inexplicable, and he slowly calmed down.

"Senior brother is here this time, what's the matter?"

"Wusi, you look like you're dressed in red...... It's really beautiful. The night whispered in his ears like Landau.

Jun Demon Yue's ears slowly turned red, of course this was the original owner's reaction, and he pushed away the night with an expressionless face.

Think...... Homicide.

No feelings, no scruples.

In his opinion, it is enough for many people to know each other, and forget about it for the rest of his life.

The good things in the world are not firm, and the residual clouds are easy to disperse and the glass is brittle. Jun Demon Moon doesn't like it at all, and is close to what she likes, unless she has the ability to keep it.

Qingye is shy to only be Jun Demon Yue, after all, Ji Wusi's feelings for Qingye are there.

"When you were twelve...... Said you want to marry me, do you still want to do it? ”

At the door, the footsteps of the young man in Xuanyi paused, and suddenly he had no courage to go in.

Jun Demon Yue took a deep breath, she didn't expect the original owner to say such a thing, and she really had her own pot. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Fast Wear Control Play: Indifferent Female Supporting Actress Counterattacks Claw Book House" for free for the first time.