Yun Qingluo looked at the goods in front of him again, and the more he looked at him, the more unpleasant he became, and for the first time, he suddenly pushed him away with his spiritual power: "Let go of me!" What are you......"

Her skills are not low, and now her injuries are healed, this push is still very powerful, even if it is an iron pimple, she can directly shoot it open.

But the man only took a step back, and then pounced on him, his fingertips wrapped with white light, like silk and thread, tying Yun Qingluo firmly in the blink of an eye!

Her clothes were torn, and he tied her with great skill, just enough to make her bulge protrude, and tie her into a very humiliating position.

Yun Qingluo's eyes widened in disbelief, and he said in a trembling voice: "You...... You're not my puppet! Who are you?! "This man's kung fu is much higher than hers!

The man slowly lifted the mask: "Who do you say I am?" ”

That face still only has eyes and a mouth, and it is the appearance of her puppet, but how did it come about?

She seemed to think of something: "You...... What kind of soul are you? Took up the shell of my puppeteer! ”

The man put the mask back on, and the corners of his lips hooked up an evil smile: "Little girl, you are very smart, I am indeed a foreign soul, you puppet is spiritless and ignorant, how can I know and know?" Come...... Let me wait for you. ”

Carried her to the bed......

This person's technique is extremely clever, at first glance, he is a veteran of the game flowers, and after a moment of effort, Yun Qingluo is panting and almost unable to speak.

She hated the man in front of her, but her body shamefully coveted this man's skill......

She didn't understand what this man was thinking, this man was supposed to be a womanizer, but he just wanted to wait for her, and watch her flutter under him—

Is it his bad taste? Or is he unable to do anything else because he is in this puppet?

"You...... What is your being...... Who exactly? You, you let me go, ...... in the future Will you use the ontology in the future? Yun Qingluo's voice trembled slightly.

"Little girl, do you want to be the real me?" The man approached her, fingers running through her hair.

“…… Be...... You...... You will wait for me like this...... It must not be very comfortable, why don't you use the body, we ......" She really wanted to see who the person who dragged her to hell was.

"You want my body?" The man smiled, his eyes flowing.

"Yes...... Oh, yes. ”

"What do you think...... Are you worthy? The man was still smiling, but his words were vicious.

Yun Qingluo: "......" Her face changed: "Then you...... You treat me like this......"

"One is to treat you, and the other is that I want to practice my skills on you, and it is also very rewarding to watch a saint become a in my hands." The man spoke unceremoniously.

Yun Qingluo: "......"

She gritted her teeth: "You're a pervert!" It's you...... You can't do it, can you?! So much nonsense......" She didn't say any more after that, because the man pulled her hair and pulled her back, and she was so hurt that tears were about to fall: "You stop...... Stop it! ”

"Little girl, don't try to provoke Ben...... I! The price is not something you can afford! As for whether I can do it or not, my wife will understand very well, as for you...... You should be satisfied if I can wait with my fingers! Don't think you shouldn't get it. "The man threatened.