Resisting the urge to check whether the foreign man in front of him was normal, for such an examination would likely wake him up, the middle-aged scribe pondered in his heart again: "According to the woman's desire to give up immediately and completely, nothing has happened to the two of them tonight. It's likely that this abnormal guy (if you heard this without a trace at the moment, then I don't know how you would feel in your heart?) is true. Haha, what a bonus. Maybe I'll be able to get a chick to play with tonight. ”

At this moment, the middle-aged scribe unconsciously showed a lewd smile on his face. However, the thought of not being able to fall in front of this waste with that charming woman made him feel uncomfortable in his heart.

"Why don't you try the level of this guy's coma first?" Thinking of this, the middle-aged scribe gave Piao Wu a crisp slap with a "snap". I don't know if he was really tempted, or if he was using this to vent the sullenness in his heart.

Seeing that there was no reaction without a trace, the middle-aged scribe said in a low voice: "It seems that this guy is still sleeping quite deeply." Then I might as well go to the charming fairy room and cool off first. Speaking of this, the middle-aged scribe couldn't help but drool, swallowed twice and foamed hard, before he continued to mutter, "Alas, carrying this guy to the next room is too risky." Don't spoil grandpa's good deeds. However, after grandpa is happy, you can consider taking the risk and giving it a try. ”

Thinking of giving the exotic beauty to the bones in front of this incomprehensible guy, the middle-aged scribe's heart became irrepressibly agitated.

"No, no! I can't help it!" the middle-aged scribe let out of the window, still skilfully gecko-swimming. It's just that I forgot to close the window because I was so excited. Such negligence was unique to a middle-aged scribe. However, fortunately, the abnormal man in his heart is in a coma at the moment due to the effect of **.

When he came to the window of Ni Ping'er's room, the middle-aged scribe still listened attentively. After making sure that there was no movement, he began to blow incense inside. Wait a while, listen intently, and make sure there is no movement before priing open the bolt. Just as he was about to leap in silently, a thunderclap suddenly sounded behind him.

The so-called "being a thief with a weak heart" is like this for middle-aged scribes at this moment. As soon as he noticed something unusual, he instinctively clung to the wall, and even looked back instantly. Except for the sudden glitter, there was nothing under the dark night sky.

"Is it thunder?" the middle-aged scribe wondered, "But why is there only lightning and no thunder?" After waiting for a while, the doubts in his heart became even worse, "Even if it is going to rain, there is absolutely no reason to just flash once!

When he complained in his heart that God was playing tricks for no reason, the middle-aged scribe no longer hesitated, and entered Ni Ping'er's room in a flash, and closed the window with his backhand.

"Hehe, today, even if God makes trouble, you little goblin will never be able to escape from the palm of my grandfather's hand. The middle-aged scribe walked towards Ni Ping'er's bed in the dark while smiling lewdly.

The middle-aged scribe was a master of this, in fact, listening to the steady and even breathing, he already knew that Ni Ping'er was completely on the way. But for the sake of safety, the middle-aged scribe still coughed twice deliberately. Seeing that the beautiful woman on the bed did not react in the slightest, she felt something from her arms.

This time, it was different from being in a room without a trace. The moment he vaguely saw that there was only one man on the bed, the middle-aged scribe lost the slightest interest. Now, however, lying in front of him is a beautiful woman who has turned all beings upside down. So, how can you look at it in a hazy way? You have to look at it carefully!

The moment the middle-aged scribe took out the object in his arms, the mosquito net suddenly lit up. It was a very rare pearl of the night. Holding the Night Pearl, the middle-aged scribe's gaze slowly moved down from Ni Ping'er's pretty face. It was the height of summer at the moment, so Ni Ping'er was only wearing underwear in her sleep. For a moment, the delicate and charming body was displayed in front of the middle-aged scribe.

"Wow, wow, this face, with this figure, is really perfect!" The middle-aged scribe swallowed his saliva and praised in a low voice, "This time it is really developed, I didn't expect to meet such a peerless stunner!"

The middle-aged scribe's eyes lit up, and he finally couldn't help but reach out and touch Ni Ping'er's face. "Wowhaha, this touch, this feel ......"

It's a pity that just when the middle-aged scribe got carried away, the gentle incantation had already been recited, and then, a clear and flickering light rope fell from the sky, directly tying the middle-aged scribe to a strong knot.

"Who?, let your grandfather and me go!, or be careful of your dog's life!" the panicked middle-aged scribe immediately whispered and threatened. Even at this time, he was still trying to hide his whereabouts as much as possible.

Drifting without a trace, he slammed the middle-aged scribe to the ground with a rope of light, and scolded angrily: "I treat you as a good person in vain, and call you a brother." I didn't expect you to be such a despicable and filthy womanizer!"

You must be wondering why the unconscious is appearing at this moment, and in order to find out the truth, it is necessary to move the camera forward.

In fact, when the middle-aged scribe blew the incense into the room without a trace, the incense still had a certain effect. However, it is precisely because of its effect that it also stimulates the effect of several drugs that have been silent in the body for a long time. Don't forget, not long after drifting into this different world, he was hit on the ground and was actively entered by the martial arts treasure "Ten Thousand Spirit Grass"; later, he fled to the magic forest, drifted without a trace and ate the "Holy Spirit Fruit"; Many of these rare things have accumulated in the body without a trace, and at this moment, when faced with the invasion of harmful substances, they will automatically operate. Therefore, after a slight flash of blue light, not only was the ** in the body completely removed, but even the drifting himself woke up from his sleep. It's just that he noticed the anomaly and disappeared, and in order to find out the truth, he decided to pretend to continue to sleep.

When the middle-aged scribe slapped Drift Nothing, Driftless endured without a trace, and when the middle-aged scribe roared and rushed out of the room, Driftless still endured without moving. The moment the middle-aged scribe was close to the wall, he followed silently.