Fear? Is there one? At this time, the dry and rough hand of the God of Wealth stroked Ah Si's hair, his voice was a little hoarse, and a line of words floated in the air, not knowing what to do: "But Ah Si, do you know that your brothers have just been killed by me." Ah Si's two white and tender feet fluttered on the water-red quilt, and his loose hair was like a pool of ink, splashed behind the snow-white ridge, hooking and covering up the unseemly

"Little Clothes". Ah Si obediently nested in his arms and didn't move, although the ghost made the gods bad, but she really liked it.

Ah Si hugged his waist tighter, and the God of Wealth had no choice but to laugh dryly, if it weren't for the fact that her wounds and bones were not strong, it would be really ......

"Then hurry up and do all the good things, in case it is too late; If not, then wait for you to heal, take a look at your Ming Media is marrying my mother, and then go to my father to show off, let's do good things secretly behind closed doors; Or if you want to now, we can also hurt or not. "The God of Wealth has a bottom in his heart, and there are more words.

This room is really not big, there is an oil lamp in the room, the princess must be in order to ask for light, so she did not put on the lampshade, the flickering lamp put Ah Si's clumsy movements when dressing, and threw it on the wall opposite the God of Wealth, elongated and deformed, tall and slender on the dark wall, like a ill-intentioned spider spirit.

The goblin was seducing the monk, and an ambiguous smell spread in the low and dark room, and Ah Si felt embarrassed.

However, the God of Wealth has not been silent. She heard him ask her with a smile, "When did you start to be afraid of me?" "This room is really not big, there is an oil lamp in the room, the princess must be in order to ask for light, so she did not put on the lampshade, the flickering lamp put Ah Si's clumsy movements when he was dressed, and threw it on the wall opposite the God of Wealth, elongated and deformed, tall and slender on the obscure wall, like a spider spirit with bad intentions.

The goblin was seducing the monk, and an ambiguous smell spread in the low and dark room, and Ah Si felt embarrassed.

Ah Si climbed on the God of Wealth, and the God of Wealth was stunned for a long time before he reacted, grinning in ecstasy: "Come on, come on, let's change places, there are injuries here, you come here to hug here." Ah Si's two white and tender feet fluttered on the water-red quilt, and his loose hair was like a pool of ink, splashed behind the snow-white ridge, hooking and covering up the unseemly

"Little Clothes". Ah Si hugged his waist tighter, and the God of Wealth had no choice but to laugh dryly, if it weren't for the fact that her wounds and bones were not strong, it would be really ...... The footsteps were near, and Ah Si had already heard the flattery of the princess and the perfunctory smile of the God of Wealth.

Ah Si's two white and tender feet stepped on the water-red quilt, and his loose hair was like a pool of ink, splashed behind the snow-white ridge, hooking and covering up the unseemly

"Little Clothes". Ah Siyuan still wanted to pull his arm out, but he didn't move when he heard it. She wanted to speak, but she thought that her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, so she shut up and looked at him so quietly.

Ah Si looked up at him: "I don't understand." Ah Si pointed to his throat again and said hoarsely,

"I'm inconvenient, you know." The footsteps were near, and Ah Si had already heard the flattery of the princess and the perfunctory smile of the God of Wealth.

"Give me the clothes." Ah Si hated this hoarse voice very much, and there was no momentum at all. Wang Po was frightened by her, and hurried away.

The God of Wealth happily pulled up the water-red quilt, covered the wounds on her entire back and goosebumps on her arms, and patted it twice: "Forget it, come and let me hug you." At this moment, Ah Si thought of it

The section of "Messing with Little Clothes", in the yellow tone, I don't know if it is the history of embroidery or eighteen touches, anyway, she just remembered such a sentence, and just remembered it at this time.