Chapter 118: Good Ancestor (22)
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"Come out."
Jiushu came back to his senses and turned around silently, Bo Hanchu, who was in the bathtub, was now dressed and stood upright behind the screen.
Jiushu didn't hide it and stood up directly, and patted his hand on his clothes that were not dusty.
"Hehehehe, there's something."
Bo Hanchu: ......
"Go back and rest, and start tomorrow."
Jiushu didn't care about the difference between men and women, and went around the screen to the front of Bo Hanchu.
"Xianshang, the little woman has something unclear, I wonder if Xianshang can tell me?"
"What?"
After Bo Hanchu said this, Jiushu immediately climbed up, put his hand on Bo Hanchu's shoulder, and stroked it gently.
"I don't know where this light and dark flower mark on the fairy comes from."
Bo Hanchu's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Jiushu dangerously.
Although they are open-minded, how can these people not be stained with the blood of innocent people.
"What? Want to kill me? ”
Jiushu came in a circle behind Bo Hanchu, and stretched out his hands in front of Bo Hanchu.
One pull.
Bo Hanchu's clothes were scattered, his chest was all exposed, and Jiushu picked up his hands.
Bo Hanchu's clothes were already at the shoulder, "The truth is right in front of you?" Want to kill me? Impossible, impossible in this life. ”
"I obviously have this thing on my body, but I'm afraid of being known."
"Shut up!"
Bo Hanchu frowned, turned around, and the robe was already neatly put on his body.
"Why does the fairy want to go to my Fengqing? Isn't it for ......"
Jiushu approached step by step, Bo Han initially retreated, and finally Bo Hanchu wanted to slap Jiushu with a palm, but Jiushu's quick five fingers closed, and the two fell on the bed.
"It shouldn't be for the Demon Emperor who is in my Fengqing."
Bo Hanchu was hindered by the pressure of Jiushu on him, so he could only look directly at the person in front of him.
Although it is said......
The day feels so comfortable.
But it can't be expressed.
"So what? No, what. ”
The implication is that.
If you can't do anything with me?
That's it.
"It can't be."
"After all, your old man's identity is here, but ......"
Jiushu's hand suddenly swam on Bo Hanchu's body, slowly going downstream.
Bo Hanchu had a small pimple between his eyebrows, and he looked angry, but Jiushu didn't see it when he saw it.
Jiushu's hand had stopped where it shouldn't have stopped, and Bo Han was stunned suddenly.
"Hmm~"
The moaning sound in his mouth unintentionally made Bo Hanchu's face turn red uncontrollably.
Jiushu smiled evilly, "Why, it's so comfortable to touch." ”
Bo Hanchu glared at Jiushu fiercely, but Jiushu still greeted her with a smile, not caring at all about Bo Hanchu's eyes that could kill her for hundreds of rounds.
Jiushu moved his hand, stroking the bottom of Bo Hanchu's white clothes.
Bo Hanchu especially wanted to let out a moan to release the damn comfort at this time, but looking at Jiushu's smiling face, Bo Hanchu held back!
Jiushu lowered his head and blew in Bo Hanchu's ear, "Why are you holding it, it's so uncomfortable." ”
"Well, call out."
Bo Hanchu: ......
He really couldn't take it anymore.
His eyes were still staring at Jiushu, obviously he could escape, but ......
He didn't want to.
"Do you want it?"
"Look, it wants it."
Bo Hanchu really couldn't stand her saying it so boldly, which made him a little ashamed.
"Shut up."
"Why, don't let anyone say it yet."
Bo Hanchu really has a special feeling of helplessness about Jiushu now.