The snort is full of overly masculine breath.

Luo Mio's brain was a little dizzy.

The eyes were stained with a shallow mist, hazy, like a little beast that had been accidentally caught by a hunter, and was at a loss.

His fingers involuntarily tugged on the clothes on Murong Jiu's chest, but he forgot to push them away and let him do whatever he wanted.

The system that monitored the next bloody drama in the space, looking at the detectors that kept flashing.

In the last plane, it collected the soul fluctuations of the male master.,That's why I found that the male owner's fluctuations in this plane are not quite right.。

Now the detector he opened to detect the fluctuations of the male protagonist's soul has not yielded results, and it has actually fused this fluctuation with the fluctuations of the male protagonist's soul in the previous world.

What does this mean?

It shows that the male protagonist of this world is Zong Yujin in the last world!!

Its spicy chicken host is actually right.

Hurriedly crawled out, trying to tell the host.

As soon as he appeared, he retreated from his speed, and he was still muttering: 'Don't look at indecent things, don't look at indecent things.' ’

The sunken Luo Mio suddenly came back to his senses, and with a bang, his face was as red as a ripe red apple.

It's no less delicious than the red lips that are loved.

Murong Jiu's eyes deepened, and the hand that caressed his cheek slowly became heavier.

"Aiqing, let me sleep for you tonight."

The scorching breath spread on the red ears, causing Luo Mio's whole person to tremble.

The fire in my heart burst out uncontrollably.

I opened my mouth to say something, only to find that my throat was dry and hoarse, and I couldn't make a sound at all.

"Since Aiqing doesn't speak, then I will agree to you."

Murong Jiu didn't give him a chance to refuse, picked up the person, and strode into the dormitory.

The sudden change in his gaze immediately pulled back Luo Mio's god.

The forehead is bulging.

Why do you like to hug him, nearly 1810 pounds is not heavy, is it (╯‵□′)╯(┻━┻

Unfortunately...

The person holding him is almost nineteen.

It's really sadistic.

Murong Jiu put the person on the wide dragon bed with a smile, and the tense nerves quietly relaxed.

Looking down at the people below him from top to bottom, porcelain white skin, red silk clothes, spread out on the big yellow bed, Murong Jiu swallowed nervously.

The Adam's apple rolled clearly into Luo Mio's eyes, and he inexplicably felt that his throat was also starting to itch.

Feeling the weight gradually pressing down on my body, my brain jumped.

Is he going to be crushed again?

！

He's obviously attacking like this!

Before he could counterattack, his lips were gagged again, and his powerful tongue invaded again.

Then, his clothes were torn indiscriminately.

The eager movements gradually became rude.

'Tearing'

A piece of clothing is scrapped.

But none of this was enough to attract his attention, and the big hands that had crept into his clothes at some point were constantly igniting.

In the flickering candle flame, under the bright yellow bed curtain, two figures were intertwined.

In this cold night, there is a heat added.

The moonlight was just right, and they played another beautiful sound with the moonlight.

...

The bright sun poured in from the unclosed window, and the person who was sleeping in the quilt frowned uncomfortably.

I wanted to roll over and avoid the light.

As soon as he moved, he suddenly gasped.

And the people woke up.

Luo Mio opened his eyes with difficulty, and immediately imprinted a handsome face that cracked the sky.

After a moment, he immediately stretched out his sinful jio and kicked it hard.

'Bang'

Heavy objects fall to the ground.

"Huh?" A confused sound came from under the bed.

Luo Mio's face darkened, and he glared fiercely, and he was angry in his heart.

What about him up there?

Outcome...