My aunt looked at the report in her hand and smiled happily: As long as there is Hu Dahai, a dead ghost, I don't believe you can still bear it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With this novel discovery, as for the other two or two, it became insignificant in her plan. Events couldn't be easier.

Grandma snorted coldly: "Sun Rulai, if you want to calculate me, it seems that you are out of luck." This time, I calculated your sister-in-law, and I should charge some interest. ”

Murong was very interested in the original intention, and after completing the inspection, he pulled Hu Dahai to start the visit. For the weapon enthusiast Lu San Province, the weapon system here also has a fatal attraction for him. Unexpectedly, Luo Kangxin decided to go with Lu San Province to inspect the arsenal of the Original Intent.

The whole life support system of the original intention is quite advanced and user-friendly. When not undergoing interstellar travel, the original intention's life support system is broadly open, with every pore acting as a respiratory system. The air inside the automatons is taken entirely from nature, always carrying the breath of the primeval forest. Hu Dahai and Murong walked through it, relaxed and happy, cool and brisk.

The motion and stability maintenance system of the original intention adopts a spatial relative system structure, even in a fast running state, the space inside is still in a static state.

According to my aunt, the original intention is a real monster disguised as a mechanical-style product. 、

This is the most successful disguise. It will never be caught by any signal and be different from a real beast.

The two of them went up to the third floor, and a room with a pair of dynamic statues carved on the door aroused Murong Fa's interest.

The so-called dynamic relief carving is a carving technique that combines traditional carving technology and later dynamic coloring technology, which has been prevalent in Pangu in recent decades and spread to the earth. The main body of the statue on the door is a beautiful woman with long black hair, although it is only a relief. But the workmanship is very delicate, and the whole woman's physiognomy is engraved very delicate and clear, delicate and refined. Tranquility and tranquility. Wearing a lady's dress similar to that of the Tang Dynasty in China, with a colorful phoenix embroidered on the clothes, she slowly walked around the clothes, and the woman was holding a book in her hand and reading carefully.

Murong said: "It's really a delicate dynamic relief, full of charm, good shape and spirit, I didn't expect to see such a good work here." ”

Hu Dahai listened to it from the sidelines, completely ignorant and curious: "These ghost-drawn things like talismans, and these doorways?"

Mu Rong said angrily: "Vulgar." ”

Rong'er was born in a family, her family is knowledgeable, and her knowledge is naturally extraordinary, but I am ...... Thinking of this, Hu Dahai couldn't help but sigh, his expression was sad, and he was silent for a long time.

Murong saw that his expression was different, but he felt inferior in his heart and was full of remorse: "Oh, Murong has your stinky mouth, this is not a loss of my brother's face in person, I am afraid that he will be angry with me in his heart." ”

Murong felt uncomfortable, and hurriedly explained: "Actually, these skills can't be eaten or used. Learning these things is so depressing that I'm going to die. “

Hu Dahai said: "I'm very stupid, I can't learn these things." ”

Murong thought about how to make Hu Dahai happy: "Hmph, you are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger." Rong'er is not careful, and it falls into the palm of your hand. ”

Listening to his sweetheart's love words, Hu Dahai's lonely mind lightened a lot, and he smiled slightly: "

Seeing Hu Dahai's smile, Murong was overjoyed in his heart, and his heart moved, and he put his feet on his lips and dabbled a little water.

Hu Dahai smelled the faint aroma, looked at the charming and spring-like eyes, and her round and plump figure was in his mind. It is inevitable that the soul will be granted, and the imagination will be religious, and I can't help but move with my fingers.

Murong is a ghost elf, and with a dexterous turn, he dodged the two Lushan grasps, pushed open the two doors behind him, and slid in.

When Murong entered the door, he was disappointed, the room was full of all kinds of books and documents.

"Oops!" Murong suddenly sighed, it turned out that Hu Dahai took advantage of her unpreparedness, wrapped his hands around her waist from behind, and hugged her into his arms.

Murong hugged Hu Dahai's neck with both hands, like a kitten hiding in his arms. Looking at his emotional eyes, full of the smell of love, they were about to melt her.

Murong loved and feared, his heart fluctuated, he lowered his head to avoid, but his body hugged more and more tightly.

Seeing such a pitiful and ashamed appearance, Hu Dahai couldn't help but be emotional, and his eyes fell on her thighs from her white and flawless skin to her undulating body. Murong's tight long legs slightly hooked the roots of his feet, and they swung from front to back in an even, and the arc of his plump buttocks could be vaguely seen extending perfectly.

Hu Dahai only felt that his mouth was dry and uncomfortable, and Murong's red lips had already taken the initiative to hold it in his mouth.

A soft voice came from his lips, and the room was filled with a rich woman's fragrance. Hu Dahai couldn't control it, and gently stepped forward, and the two of them involuntarily pasted on the bookcase behind them.

The two hugged each other and stroked each other gently, as if they wanted to turn the happiness of the two lovers into their bones.

Murong threw himself all in, his entire leg wrapped around his body, and his mouth made a hmm-hmming heavenly sound.

The fingers climbed briskly in the direction, touching two exaggerated snow whites, subconsciously, kneading and plucking, like a naughty bear child, from time to time pressed down to play handsome, fell down, and slowly let go, let it bounce, and gently held it again, there was soft flesh overflowing the fingers, until it touched the small tip of the top of the peak, I couldn't help but be curious to gently clamp it, Wei Jue's two protrusions suddenly became a little bigger, hard.

Murong was drunk and infatuated, "Ah! The ground called softly, and his whole body trembled slightly as if he had been electrocuted.

The green onion was as white as snow and his hands touched the fiery swelling place, and suddenly he was shocked, and a bite on his lips pushed him away. Forcefully broke free from his embrace.

With this force, he accidentally knocked over the bookcase behind him.

Fortunately, the bookcase is not far from the wall, and it is right upside down. , making a soft "bang" sound.

Murong stretched out his hand and grabbed the claws of Lushan, and begged, "No, it can't be here." ”

The sound of the bookcase hitting the wall made Hu Dahai sober up a lot, but his feelings were as hot as fire, and he forcibly took her into his arms, kissed her domineeringly, and turned his hands between the soft flesh wantonly, and then dispersed the embers.

The two gasped softly together, and Murong said in a trembling voice: "At night, it's all up to you." ”

Hu Dahai looked at the charming and Chun eyes, his heart was pounding, and he thought crankily in his heart that if he really pressed Murong on this sea of books, he didn't know what it would be like.

Murong didn't understand the eyes of this domineering man, he was ashamed and angry, and took his hand, "Let's go in and take a look, maybe there's something good to do." ”