This is a thief, but also a technical job. Not everyone can do it.

Many stupid thieves have a weak psychological quality, they haven't stolen things, and they have done the work that thieves shouldn't do, and they have also done the profession of a killer. It's so unethical!

Han Qian stood on the cliff behind George's streamer. Now, she doubts herself and has some kind of psychological quality that she shouldn't have. Three days ago, I was still trembling and nervous.

Now I can lift weights lightly and calmly. Really, he still has the talent of 'stealing people'?

She heard the room open and close, and then, with skillful movements, she gently touched her head to the window. Looking through the window paper she had punctured last time. Thankfully, it wasn't discovered.

Inside the room, everything she wanted to see was happening.

George Streamer has developed a habit, and the first thing he does when he returns to the house is to fade away from his 'civilization'. It's a bondage. Then it was time to put in the water, the green grass and the other bath spices she wanted to add.

The streamer removed the hairpin from his hair, and half of the hair that was pulled up was freed.

In front of the mirror, she stirred her obsidian green silk and gently touched it to her nose, the fragrance in her hair triggered every cell in her body by her sense of smell.

She lowered her hair behind her back and admired the perfect body in the mirror. The slender jade hand gently swept across the milky white neck and stayed on the collarbone. His eyes were blurred, and his hand rubbed gently back and forth on his collarbone.

It awakens every sense of touch in the body.

Her hand went down her collarbone, which was a sign of gender and sexiness....

Han Qian could only see the side of George's streamer, which annoyed her. You can't see the front, and the 'bone' can't be seen at all. She only has a month. Draw a George streamer, although for her, half a month is enough. However, if you encounter such a situation every time, it is difficult to say.

Just when Han Qian was anxious and lowered his head in a depressed mood, he heard the sound of the door opening and then closing.

She craned her neck in the corner and peered through the window.

It was Ji Yunjing who entered the house.

Han Qian; Indeed, except for Ji Yunjing, I'm afraid no one would have the courage to enter the house without even knocking on the door. At this time, the arrival of Ji Yunjing undoubtedly made Han Qian feel what God assists him personally!

Ji Yunjing saw this scene in the room and didn't say a word. There was no obvious expression either.

He just grabbed one of George's shoulders with his hand and turned her around, facing the window, with his back to himself. George Streamer, who was immersed in beauty, let Ji Yunjing wrap around him behind him, caressing her feminine symbolic parts.

Ji Yunjing buried his head and buried his face in George's shiny hair. Then, with one hand, he rudely stripped off his clothes.

I was still thinking about it, being a thief is a test of psychological quality. At the time of this song, Han Qian thought that his psychological quality was okay.

At this moment, facing his own George streamer.

The 'bones' of the body are revealed.

Her eyes were always focused on George Streamer, never paying attention to the person behind her. Even, she turned off the delicate panting sound when she closed her eyes and enjoyed the streamer...

Ji Yunjing's combat ability is okay, more than half an hour. Moreover, he seems to like only this position from behind. This makes Han Qian's eyes like a pair of hands, groping the 'bones' of the streamer body clearly.

After a battle, Ji Yunjing still didn't say a word. He just got dressed silently and walked out of the room that made him feel refreshed.

George watched her walk away with a blank look on his face before stepping into the medicated bath.

Han Qian was very satisfied that she could grope for so long on the whole body of the streamer this time, she was about to turn around and walk away happily, but she accidentally stepped on the stone on the ground, twisted her foot, and accidentally touched the window in a hurry.

"Who? Who's there? George Streamer asked, hearing the voice. But no more sound was heard.

Han Qian returned to the house, poured a glass of water and drank it, and then calmed down a little. Oh my God, if she gets caught by the streamer, she'll be a voyeur through and through! In the future, there will be one more 'crime' on her.

In her memory a few days ago, she deepened too much impression of the 'bones' of the streamer's body. She worked hard to 'paint', and she painted more than 30 pictures of this painting.

Stopped, about to take a sip of water. At this moment, a knock on the door interrupted her train of thought. She hurriedly put all the paintings under the bed and hid them.

******

"Senior Brother Hu~" Han Qian realized that his smirk had been practiced to the point of perfection. Obviously I heard the knock on the door and was nervous~

Hu Xuecheng held up something wrapped in a banana leaf with both hands. "Ah, why do I think I haven't seen you for two days, why do you look like a little flesh again?" His attention was diverted by the cold 'meat'.

"Senior Brother Hu, you look at me like this. Kind of... What you see is a 'pig' that keeps growing meat. She quipped. In fact, what Hu Xuecheng said reminded her that if she continued to grow meat so quickly, others would definitely suspect something.

She'd never seen anyone grow as fast as herself. Pigs aren't that fast.

However, it is conceivable. The moon god ate the 'horse's heart', and it was completely round in a month.

Hu Xuecheng felt that Han Qian's speech was too 'cute'. "That's where the words are. See what I've brought you? That's when he got to the point.

Han Qian took it with both hands, "Thank you, senior brother." She smiled sincerely.

Hu Xuecheng was stunned, and his shallow smile was as beautiful as the dawn. "As long as you're happy~" He said to Han Qian before he had time to think.

When Han Qian heard this, he didn't know why his nose was a little sour~

"As long as you're happy." No one has said this to her yet. Although her father and mother also loved her more in her previous life, they never said this.

"Senior brother, I haven't eaten yet. After a while, I will finish my meal and go to you to practice my sword. Han shallow diverted the topic.

Hu Xuecheng nodded, and looked at Han Qian affectionately, "Senior sister, I hope that this spirit horse's heart can make my uncle better, if my uncle is better, you will definitely be happier than now." ”

Han Asa struggled to suppress his tear ducts and nodded.

After Hu Xuecheng left, Han Qian closed the door. Thinking of Hu Xuecheng's words, she bit the horse's heart, which was as tough as satin, one bite at a time. The phrase 'if you're happy' kept repeating in her head.

Many times, the bloody raw meat made her sick to her stomach, and she almost vomited everything she had eaten. The cold gaze and will were as hard as marble, and he swallowed these extraordinarily bloody raw flesh that made her gag back into her stomach. She didn't pay attention to the blood on her face. The smell of blood in his nose was getting stronger, and the tears in his eyes were getting more and more blurred.

Everybody is talking about value. Either you have Condor Coins, you have a spiritual root, or you can have children.

No one ever cared if she was happy or not.

After coming here, she didn't seem to dare to ask for extravagance, who would take care of her mood.