This letterhead can be said to be very face-to-face.

Xiao Mian Gua thought about it, but felt that it was not enough.

Not.

Hey, hey, hey.

Pregnant.

The little melon stretched out the flesh, licked the little tongue with soft fingers, took some wet saliva, and then dotted it on the letterhead, creating the 'illusion' that he was reluctant to give up his uncle.

She checked.

After confirming that it was correct, the small noodle melon pressed the letterhead under the teacup.

She has no baggage, and yearns for nothing to be light.

She covered her face with a black triangular scarf.

Walk through the door?

Not.

Where is there a door to escape?

Let's climb the window.

That's what it's said in the book.

Xiao Mian Gua stood on the table next to the window, clumsy, carefully opened the window, and looked around, well, no one.

Actually, I especially want to remind the small noodle melon.

Gua baby seeds.

You stand on a high table and look around, and what you see is not the roof, or the clouds, or the clouds, what can you see?

You're not stupid.

The small noodle melon thought that it was very safe and could go down.

She rolled over, intending to slide down, but it wasn't high anyway, and she couldn't fall to death.

When the calf fell, her whole body fell into a warm and generous embrace.

She thought it was a disciple.

Desperately kicked his calf: "Ahhhhh ”

"Bite this king?" Jun Moyan's tone was filled with a hint of banter: "This king is waiting." ”

Rotten.

It's uncle.

Gui Yuxi had an idea.

Just hugged Jun Moyan's head: "Hey, uncle, fortunately you're here, otherwise I would have fallen to my death, just now I heard a strange sound from the window, I thought it was something like a yellow skin, so I thought it was to get rid of my uncle, but I didn't expect it to be uncle." ”

Jun Moyan's face was a little ugly: ......

No matter how I hear this, I don't feel right.

Does the small noodle melon mean that you are a yellow skin?

"Yu Xiaoba, where are you going in the middle of the night?" Jun Moyan's broad palm pinched the flesh on Gui Yuxi's buttocks, if it was now in addition to the pants, he would definitely be able to see the flesh on the small melon butt being pinched and deformed by Jun Moyan.

"Didn't I explain?" Gui Yuxi whispered, a little weak-hearted.

Jun Moyan sneered.

He was tall, with long arms, and the window was not high and close to the table.

He grabbed the letterhead from the table.

"What is this? A farewell letter? Last words? Jun Moyan smiled faintly, with danger in his smile.

Uncle, you are really poisonous, Gui Yu thought.

Gui Yuxi went to get the letterhead with his teeth and claws, but to no avail and failed.

Because Jun Moyan is too good.

Even if you are in a difficult posture right now, you can read the letterhead.

The little melon wrapped his legs around Jun Moyan's waist and put his hands around Jun Moyan's neck.

Jun Moyan completely let go of his arms and let the little melon hang on him like a koala.

He stretched out his arms and unfolded the letterhead.

"Want to go? Yu Xiaoba? Jun Moyan's voice was low and deep.

Without waiting for Gui Yuxi to explain anything, Jun Moyan's dangerous magnetic voice sounded above her head: "You can't go, the people who come to this king's side, even if they die, are also the ghosts of this king." ”

Gui Yuxi had goosebumps all over her body.

Uncle is a demon king of the mixed world, a domineering prince, and a decisive Hades king on the battlefield!

He's not a good tear at all.

Gui Yuxi was a little scared.

"Uncle, don't talk about people during the day, and don't talk about ghosts at night." Gui Yuxi's weak reminder.

"This king, don't be afraid of anything, guess...... What is this king afraid of? Jun Moyan hooked his lips and smiled.