Genius remembered for a second, "Love ♂ ÷ small? Say →', provide you with wonderful novels to read. The white-clothed incense lord did not leave after delivering the medicine, but stayed in the shadows outside and waited for the result.

He was conflicted, if it wasn't for that girl? drugged, and the little boy was not satisfied.

To that girl? Drugged that girl? is a fierce man again, but I'm afraid that he will die.

But taking a large dose to make the little boy tired of doing it is something he doesn't want to see even more.

The little boy finally met a woman who could make him desire, and he relied on her to inherit the illusion ancestry.

Twenty years ago, a sudden catastrophe forced the once-prosperous fantasy world to hide in the depths of the mountains to recuperate and avoid disaster.

Now that the descendants of the illusion have finally grown up, he has to care about their lifelong affairs again.

"But don't get tired of it." The white-clothed incense lord muttered to herself, and the little maid ring behind her hurriedly walked over, and the white-clothed incense lord stopped her: "Why are you in such a hurry, what's wrong with the little boy?" ”

The little girl replied respectfully: "The little boy needs medicine." ”

The white-clothed incense lord was shocked, calculating the time, it had only been two hours, and the effect of the medicine he gave to the little boy could come at least a dozen times.

It's hard to become a little boy more than a dozen times in two hours.

It's miserable, the little boy is really unhealthy in that regard.

"The slave is sending it to the little boy. Master incense, the little boy is still waiting. ”

The white-clothed incense lord looked down at the medicine in the little girl's hand: "This is the medicine for injuries?" ”

The little girl nodded: "Yes, it was the little boy who asked the slave to find ...... I bought it from my mother in Goolan Temple. ”

The white-clothed incense lord laughed: "Okay, you go quickly, let the little boy take his time, don't worry." ”

The little girl's face was thin, and she blushed and retreated.

The white-clothed incense lord breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the little boy is not only not unhealthy but also full of energy, and he is going to use that kind of medicine.

Maybe after tonight, the woman will have a descendant of the illusion in her belly.

He had to guard it, and he couldn't let the little boy give the woman any soup.

The white-clothed incense lord returned to the second floor with a rise and fall, found a big tree next to him and flew up.

The little girl took the medicine and knocked on the door, and after a while, the door was opened.

The little boy was dressed in a snow-white robe, revealing his sexy muscles, and on the strong and strong chest muscles, there were rows of purple and red scratches, and the little girl blushed and lowered her head, and offered the medicine bottle with both hands.

"This is the best medicine I bought, and the old mother said that it would be fine immediately after applying it, but this kind of thing still needs to be controlled, for fear of accidents."

Han Che sighed, this matter is no longer a matter of his moderation, if she is not satisfied with that girl, she will really die.

He wasn't tired of it, and he couldn't stop.

Taking the little girl's medicine, Han Che closed the door and walked back, as soon as he arrived at the bedside, he was wrapped around Wumeng's lotus root, and his small mouth came over and bit him fiercely on the neck.

Han Che hugged her, put her on his lap and sat down facing him, and took out the medicine bottle just now to give her medicine. 【愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】

Wu Meng was unconscious, and his little hands were scratching at his hands.

Han Che gasped: "Wumeng, be nice, it'll be fine right away." ”

He endured it so hard, and if it weren't for the bleeding from her wounds, he wouldn't have been able to endure it so much.

Han Che clasped Wumeng's little hand and raised her leg to rub the medicine for her.

The white-clothed incense lord glanced through the window outside, tsk, their little son is really gentle, and he also helped the woman rub the medicine there.

It's really okay to feel so sorry for people and want to get tired of it?

The white-clothed incense lord also closed his eyes and prepared to take a nap in the tree.

Judging from the expression on the face of the little boy, the little boy is not full at all, and the night is still long.

The night passed, and the white-clothed incense lord did not see the little boy go out.

He opened his eyes and came to his senses, could it be that something happened to the two of them who were tired

He quickly jumped down to look, and as soon as the window was attached, a throwing knife flew towards him, and he was so frightened that he quickly dodged to the side.

The little boy's throwing knife almost killed him.

The little boy is really a god, he struggled for one night, four hours, and he was not tired to death, and he still had such a high vigilance.

There was another sound in the house, and the white-clothed incense lord resigned himself to the tree.

It's been a night, and you still don't get tired of it?

Not to mention that the white-clothed incense lord felt incredible, even Han Che himself was entangled.

It's just that when he encounters Wumeng, no matter how many times, he can react quickly, and the taste of this girl is really wonderful.

It's so comfortable.

This feeling of well-being is something he has never experienced before and is addictive.

And this kind of thing turned out to be more and more energetic, Han Che's blue eyes were bright and shining.

Wumeng was already tired and weak, but was controlled by medicine.

Han Che didn't believe that he would not get tired of doing too much of this.

So the white-clothed incense lord slept in the tree for another dayday, until sunset, when he woke up, and when he went to look at the situation again, he found that the two people on the bed were so tired that they fainted.

The white-clothed incense lord hurriedly called someone to go in and clean up.

The smell of the room made the white-clothed incense lord miss a woman.

His wife had also died in that disaster twenty years earlier, and he hadn't touched a woman since.

Han Che, who had just fainted to death, opened his eyes with super vigilance, and subconsciously blocked Wumeng.

"Little boy, you continue to sleep, and your subordinates will clean up for you."

The white-clothed incense lord said something, Han Che closed his eyes again, he was really tired to the extreme.

Just being able to open your eyes is already a miracle.

Hearing the words of the white-clothed incense lord, he relieved his heart, hugged Wumeng tighter, turned over to block her under his body, and rested with peace of mind.

The white-clothed incense lord asked the little girl to clean up and go out.

He asked the little girl: "When did the little boy give Wumeng the antidote?" ”

"A quarter of an hour ago." The little girl doesn't understand this, she just thinks that her little boy is so powerful, so shaky that he can do it for a day and a night.

"Go down, I'll watch here."

The little girl kept watch for a day and a night, and she kept supporting it with internal force, and she was so sleepy that she couldn't do it, so she retreated gratefully.

The white-clothed incense lord waited, and waited until the middle of the night of this day.

Han Che woke up first, holding her head and looking at Wumeng, her little face was still pink like a peach, and her white thin neck was covered with traces left by him.

Han Che hooked the corners of his lips, kissed her neck with satisfaction, kissed her unique fragrance to the girl, and found that he couldn't help it anymore.

Sighing, Han Che quickly rolled out of bed, covered her with a quilt, put on her robe and went out.

I didn't see the little girl, but the white-clothed incense lord seemed to be waiting for him to leave.

"Little boy, you're finally awake."

He almost thought that the little boy was going to die of exhaustion from doing such a thing.

Then how did he have the face to go down to Huangquan to meet his master!

"Little girl, let her fetch some water." Han Che spoke.

The white-clothed incense lord said: "My subordinates let her rest, little boy, you have been a day and two nights." ”

Han Che's face froze, a day and two nights passed so quickly.

"Get some water." After Han Che finished speaking, he turned around, and the white-clothed incense lord stopped him, and asked expectantly, "Is the little boy tired?" ”

Han Che's eyes darkened a little and said honestly: "I'm addicted." "Reading, a better reading experience.