Chapter 8 Take Luo'er back to the old mansion
Why did Luo Luo call herself Shen Luo, because she felt that she was completely sinking, she calculated the time and knew that she had come to the future world.
There is a future world separated by thousands of years, which is simply a sinking for her, what will she do in the future? Can you go back to your own world?
She is not familiar with such a different world at all, but the son in front of her can only rely on it, although he looks at him clearly is wrong, but she is still intoxicated with the amorous softness of these eyes.
If she doesn't get closer to him, how can she survive and survive? So she didn't keep much distance from him, the point was that she seemed to be deeply attracted to him too.
Some attachment to him, this feeling is very familiar, so that he is completely unable to refuse to look at him more, and he can't take his eyes off him so closely in the bottom of his eyes.
"Isn't it possible? Shouldn't you call Aunt Slave? ”
"No! I'm your husband, how can I call you aunt, Luo'er, so it's still more affinity, what do you say? ”
Li Mochen was getting closer and closer to him, Luo Luo retreated until the seat was close to him, and suddenly the seat fell down suddenly.
Luo Luo was very startled, and hurriedly glanced at the body that had been put down, but he didn't want Li Mochen to come over from his car and bully him.
"Childe, men and women don't kiss each other, can you please give up?"
"Are you still a female ghost? Aren't female ghosts magical? Can you kill me? Or choose to eat me? ”
Li Mochen's voice is unusually beautiful and beautiful, and there are no ups and downs at all, she is simply crazy to listen to.
"I don't have any ghost art anymore, otherwise how could I ask for help?"
"Right? Otherwise, will you get drenched in the rain? These clothes are soaked, my husband helped you take them off and change them, and then taught you some spells to defend yourself, what do you think? ”
"Spells? Can you spell? ”
Fooling elementary school students, right? But for Luo Luo, I really believe that this sedan chair can fly and run, and the grandfather of this other world said that it is also very powerful.
"Hmmm! A very powerful car shock spell that can make people want to get drunk, and they don't know how to die when they die. ”
Luo Luo thought about it, but pressed Li Mochen's hands that were about to take off her skirt, "Don't look at it, just hand me your dry clothes and wear them yourself." ”
The little thing is quite clever, not fooled, it seems that there is nothing wrong with the brain? The first form of temptation ended, and she was normal at all.
But he was almost abnormal, and the moist pink red lips bewitched him, and licked the lips that were a little thirsty.
Swallowing his saliva and rolling his Adam's apple, he felt that he was no longer normal, and he couldn't restrain the urge to want at all.
"I don't have dry clothes, why don't I dress you well, man? It doesn't matter. ”
Just took the opportunity to take off his clothes, Li Mochen was very happy to take off his clothes, but his eyes were always wide and he didn't want to avoid it.
"Childe stepped back and closed your eyes, you better get back to your seat."
"Luo'er, that's called falling into the well Shiye! I won't look at it, you yourself are not good, I will help you, the ancients may not be easy to wear! ”
Li Mochen saw Luo Luo's white skirt and homemade bow clearly, although the eye-catching pairing index was very high, it reached the extreme.
But when he looked closely, there was still a flaw, the color didn't match, and if he looked closely, it was still a piece of decorative fabric on the sofa, he frowned, and took it off cleanly.
Sure enough, she got it herself to cover the spring color on her chest, is this dress her own? I don't wear it very well, but I wear it very delicately and stylishly.
"Childe, you?"
was completely seen by him the beauty on his chest, although it was faint, but the woman's skin was still as big as everything when he was peeping, and Luo Luo couldn't help blushing.