Chapter 130: The Pudding's Feeling
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"It's only been a long time, and has your heart sprouted again? You little girl. Fang Yan unceremoniously gave a knife to the other party's brain, and took the opportunity to pick up the other party when the other party hugged his head and shouted, so close, the soft body wrapped in the kimono immediately drilled a soothing smell around the tip of his nose.
"Not really! I just want it, Brother Fang Yan is my husband, right? Right?! What's wrong with my husband and wife, and you must have kissed Sister Shinna, right? Saito Guidie pouted, innocent and righteous in protest.
The other party's stubborn appearance made Fang Yan raise his eyebrows in surprise, if it was before, he would definitely choose to go back obediently, probably because he suddenly disappeared for a day, which made this little guy feel extremely uneasy and uncomfortable, so he had such a situation, and he came back this time to appease them.
After all, in another seven days, he went to participate in the game copy, even if he was alive, at least a week or so, and it could take ten days and a half months, if he was unlucky, he couldn't come back, if he didn't make it clear to these so-called courtiers or relatives, give them an explanation, they would probably have trouble sleeping and eating, so things like fetters are so troublesome, once they have it, it also warms people's hearts and is also very helpless.
"Good, good."
Anyway, this requirement is not too high, some helpless dialects have to obediently press the lower lip, on the two petals of the butterfly small, soft cherry lips lightly gnawed, a faint sweetness immediately came from between the tongue, that is glutinous rice or grain powder can only have, compared to the kiss between Shinna or Himiko. This kiss with Saito Guidie was as easy as playing at home, but there was an inexplicable restlessness in his heart for some reason. The scalp is even starting to tingle.
Saito, who was kissed, was stunned, and he didn't seem to expect happiness to come so suddenly. I was dumbfounded.
"Did you eat dumplings just now?" That stupid and cute appearance made Fang Yan laugh dumbly, and in order to dispel this embarrassment, he immediately asked casually.
"Well, it's the one my brother took me to last time."
Saito Guidie nodded in return, and then her eyes flashed with golden light, her cheeks were puffed puffed pink, and her hands were still shaking Fang Yan's shoulders, not only did she not feel a little shy or embarrassed, but said with interest: "Then again." Brother Dialect, what was it just now? Is this just a kiss? One more time! One more time! ā
"Huh... Ahem......" Fang Yan coughed lightly, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed, he glanced at the corner, obviously taboo something.
What is surprising is that this time Goemon did not come out to express any opinions, as if he acquiesced to this level of intimacy, he stayed quietly in the corner, squinting his eyes.
"One time, it was too fast. Not counts! Saito Guidie didn't know if he noticed it, and he still pouted and called.
"I know, I know, there's really no way to take you." The dialect had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to do it again.
"Huh?!"
But the dialects before and after realized that this kiss was not at all as touching and parting as before. Saito, who was prepared, grabbed Fang Yan's shoulder tightly and kissed him deeply, not giving himself any chance to dodge and escape.
And that's not all. This little ghost didn't know where he got so much strange knowledge, and he actually took the initiative to hand over the tip of his playful and smooth tongue.
Granny drops. It's really unbearable or unbearable!
I didn't care if Goemon was next to him, and Fang Yan didn't hesitate to intercept the softness mixed with heat. When you take it in your mouth, you can enjoy it with a small and delicate tip of your tongue and a slight amount of heat, and your saliva exudes a beautiful sweetness.
Saito Guidie, who officially gave his first kiss, didn't expect that just one kiss would be so violent, his whole body trembled, and his head became blank because of a slight lack of oxygen, but even so, Saito Guidie still cherished it and cooperated with the other party to erode himself, and his greedy big tongue licked and sucked in his mouth, leaving all kinds of traces of his own.
Is this the kiss of a young wife of an elementary school student? Even the dialect can't help but feel emotional, and I can't help but like this feeling that is as small and wonderful as the frozen pudding in summer.
However, the young girl is a young girl after all, Saito Guidie was only controlled for less than half a minute, and then began to struggle violently, and the dialect that realized this immediately let go of the other party, looking at the little girl in front of him who was full of pink face and couldn't breathe at all, he was still recalling all the things just now in his mind.
"Brother dialect, I ......" Saito Guidie's face flushed, his voice became as soft as a ball, and his delicate lips like petals opened slightly, shining in the sun, which was quite a kind of ** bone-eating meaning.
Oops, this thing is completely addictive, not only is it a crime, but it can't be stopped at all.
Fang Yan smacked his tongue fiercely, and changed the topic in a loud voice, emphasizing: "Guidie, I still have a lot of things to do when I come back, many, many things, so ......"
"Poof, I know."
Saito Guidie showed a mischievous smile, staring at Fang Yan's eyes like glass, after the reassurance just now, she was exceptionally sensible and quiet, her little head was gently pillowed on the other party's shoulder, and her mouth kept murmuring: "I originally thought that because I was a child, Brother Fang Yan was reluctant to do these things with me, but I didn't expect that it was because Brother Fang Yan likes to be taken by others, and I will pay attention in the future." ā
The "......" dialect was a little speechless for a moment, but when you think about it carefully, it seems that this is really the case.
After escaping from this level, Fang Yan continued to move forward with the other party in his arms, and came to a place with more people around the corner, and saw his second familiar guy.
"Mitsu-so, I'm back." Fang Yan greeted the other party with a gentle smile.
"Tongue Lord!" Akechi Mitsuhide stood in place, and the important copywriting in his arms fell to the ground, and some of them even rolled outside without knowing it.
"Go and help me gather all the people of Shinna in my special chamber, and disperse the idle people within a radius of fifty meters, etc., I have important things to say, limited to a few people." The dialect is not shy about indicating.
"IāI know!" Akechi Mitsuhide, who had just come back to his senses, didn't even suspect it, and hurriedly packed up the things that had been scattered on the ground and hurriedly ran away.
Under the convening of Akechi Mitsuhide, Michizo, Shinna and others also received the news and came to a smaller temporary meeting hall, and there were very few people present, and they could be counted clearly with just their fingers, but each of them was a dialect that could be put in the heart.
Everyone sat in two columns, and on the top was the dialect of the lord of Mino that had disappeared and was discovered inside less than a day.
But think about it, the lord of the country suddenly disappeared, and it is really not a simple thing to want to not be discovered, unless you have a stand-in.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have something very important to announce." Fang Yan raised his head with a serious face, attracting everyone's attention, before he said slowly: "Just yesterday, I have officially become the controller of this world!" ā
Even the people who have undergone all kinds of training and are full of changes were a little stunned by this passage of the dialect, and immediately couldn't help but be surprised and amused and said: "Lord Dialect, did you run out and your brain was broken?" ā
Fang Yan said depressedly: "What I said is true. ā
"Well, I believe it." Saito Guidie in his arms was full of smiles, and he was the first to raise and wave his little hands as a person who agreed, but in the eyes of everyone, this little guy was just a mascot who often accompanied the dialect, and he was not convincing at all. (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)