Seven Feelings!

It's just a deep memory of the pervert who died in the elevator shaft.

And people, not to mention the seven feelings.

This world has unlimited desires, and the idylls have long been barren.

Seven ghost venom wave patterns, superimposing, blending, shearing...... The mind moved slightly, communicating with the heaven and the earth, the nine balls of light trembled slightly, and a new wave mode was born in an instant, multi-phase distortion of non-sinusoidal fluctuations, the functional formula must be very, very complicated, and what the hell is this, and it is not an electromagnetic field that can be measured and calibrated, unless he is Einstein, and uses his own brain to calculate what only exists in his own brain.

Damn it! Luo Chen was shocked.

Wow, nosebleeds, no, no, not myself, it's this guy with stiff hands and feet.

The axeman's eyes widened, his eyeballs fluttered suddenly, and two lines of blood flowed down from his Europa-like narrow nostrils.

It can't be a cerebral hemorrhage, right? Luo Chen's shallow medical knowledge is very biased, limited to zombies, zombies, and all kinds of corpses with unknown causes of death, it seems that he has to start relearning from high school textbooks, he is a law liberal arts student, and he has already returned his physiological knowledge to the physical education teacher.

Stretch out a finger, yes, it is the index finger of the right hand that has been practiced into the Jiuyang finger. Whew, as if there was nothing left, he gently poked the chest of the axe hand like steel.

Poof!

Falling, straight upright, he quickly held the back of this guy's head so as not to fall into a vegetative state.

But, the bleeding stopped!

Rumble! There were thunderous thunderbolts and countless people in the ring.

The national scolding came and went, and the goddess threw countless confetti like scattered flowers, lost, all lost!

In just a few breaths, Mu Qianyun seemed to have survived a long winter, and the shiny stainless steel fence door on the high platform suddenly popped open, frightening her whole body, and the evening dress was pitifully wrapped around her body as a bath towel.

The door opened, and she remembered that she should put on her clothes, but the sparkle was as bright as the stars, and her snow-like skin trembled with countless halos, as if another season of cold winter had passed.

Luo Chen watched with amusement as Mu Qianyun walked down the ladder, trembling like a quail shivering from the cold.

Hey! Who let you take the initiative to jump out and be funny, you deserve it, you can't pull it, and you still play striptease on it, and now you wake up, make a fool of yourself, and be shy!

The ladder was very steep, and Mu Qianyun stared at her feet, but with the change of perspective, she raised her eyes slightly, and met Luo Chen's bright eyes that seemed to be smiling.

"I ...... I'm not wearing clothes, oh no, I'm wearing underwear. Mu Qianyun became nervous, just now she was high up, far away, no one could see clearly, but now, this guy, his eyes were shy, staring at himself hard.

In a panic, she subconsciously pulled the evening dress down, but her tall chest suddenly popped out, this pull, almost tore off her underwear, her breasts were half exposed, and the tight belt happened to cut the slightly raised pink in half.

The smile froze, Luo Chen was dumbfounded, this girl is really ......

Without waiting for him to think about it, Mu Qianyun found that something was wrong, her face suddenly turned red, her twin strands were soft, and she was mixed with garlic under her feet, and she was planted from the ladder in an instant.

Poof, she plunged headlong into the bastard's arms. Phew, this bastard's chest was covered with sweat, and her face was full of stink, but her legs and feet were sore, and she couldn't support her body for half a day. The moist hormones suddenly reflected the fingerprinted cream cake in her mind.

Luo Chen was very dazed, his eyes widened, the surroundings were white, with a little light, a good smell, was it jasmine or tulips, damn it, what kind of plane was he doing, and what was covering his head.

After the unspeakable embarrassment, fragrant and hot, Luo Chen finally figured out what Dongdong was covering his head and face, the white evening dress with gold trim, with his help, Mu Qianyun put on this multi-purpose evening dress in embarrassment, and fled back to her seat in shame, her face, neck, and large areas of skin on her chest were all red as if she was showing a trace of heat, and she didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at people.

And Luo Chen finally dared to straighten his waist, although the swelling was not completely reduced somewhere.

Around the field, the ears are full of noise, and people are feverishly bidding for the price. But now that he's the winner, he has the right to decide whether or not to abort the sale.

The auction was the fate of the white swan, but she still danced gracefully, as if she had nothing to do with the red dust, and her arms were spread out and soared into the air, as if she was soaring in the free sky, instead of standing on tiptoe and spinning quickly in this small metal cage.

Luo Chen couldn't help but be confused, I don't know what kind of story this is.

"Bastard! Xiao Qiang bastard, white wolf bastard, bastard in this world! In his confusion, he had a hint of madness, and his eyes coldly scanned the frenzy under the ring.

……

"1.7 million!"

"1.8 million!"

"Cow, cow, it's not the blonde girl who is filming now, the girl dancing the ballet is very shriveled, and there is nothing ......," the young man persuaded him.

"Haha, Xiao Zhang, sexy and sexy are good, skinny and skinny play. You don't understand! The pot-bellied old man glanced meaningfully at the not-so-sophisticated gold master.

"2 million, I'll give 2 million!" The old man is full of pride. The young man looked annoyed, he really shouldn't have brought this old man to this place.

Feverish shouting, Luo Chen laughed angrily, he didn't say if he wanted it, besides, who said he wanted to sell it, this is his trophy, hehe, his little Lulu likes to be a sister to others.

Xiao Qiang's face was gloomy.

Damn, this little fart cop actually won!

Damn, he actually lost, and he lost very weirdly!

He couldn't help but hesitate, losing the gamble simply put him in a dilemma. The white swan was originally a pair of sister flowers, and it was originally a gift from him to a big man, and it had to be delivered tonight.

At this moment, the VIP seat suddenly became chaotic, and just seven or eight meters away from him, an old man with a big belly was pressed to the ground and flattened wildly, shouting while beating back: "Let you buy, sell your mother!" Let you buy it, sell your mother's ......! ”

Not far away, a stretcher on the sidewalk overturned to the ground, several doctors and nurses stared at each other at a loss, the patient was lifted from the ring and remained unconscious, they were trying to send to the hospital, but somehow, just carried here, the patient suddenly jumped up from the stretcher, and went straight to the big-bellied fat man who shouted the most fiercely, and the bridge of his nose burst with a punch, and then the fist hit the flesh, and soon the big-bellied fat man was beaten to the flesh, but no one dared to approach, the person seemed to have gone crazy.

Xiao Qiang finally couldn't help but get irritable, damn, no wonder he lost, this bastard with a knife and axe, is his skull broken?