The young lady's long hair hung down cold and wet, sticking to Wu Ke's waist and chest.

Feeling the abnormality on his waist and chest, Wu Ke couldn't help but shiver, probably thinking of some kind of slippery, wriggling, disgusting creature with n more than one tentacles, hidden in the deep darkness.

However, this rare creature is extraordinary after all, and first of all, it is said that most house creatures always have a natural, instinctive affinity for the creature of the Ke family...

Wu Ke stared at the young lady's face, his thoughts came out in a mess, and he first used a materialistic head to quickly outline and restore the original appearance of the female ghost young lady in his mind:

"All eight canine teeth are shortened back to normal levels, the color of the tongue is changed to pink, the forks are closed, the notches on the lips are removed, what color should be used for lip gloss, cut male peach blossoms or smoked bean paste, and add a little glaze is the best..."

Oh, man!

Always calm like a machine when there are some shoulds or shouldn'ts.

So what appeared in Wu Ke's mind was a delicate face with red lips and white teeth, and he gasped, and the smell of young lady's hair lingered in his nasal cavity.

"Shhh I'm done..."

"Yes," the young lady squatted on Wu Ke's chest and stared at him, repeating meaningfully, "You're done!" ”

“？”

This young lady's brain doesn't seem to be very useful.

Wu Ke silently recited the [Theory of Relativity], and also stared at the young lady directly, without blinking an eye.

The young lady's eyes were somewhat flexible, probably because she had been out for a long time.

"You... What are you doing..."

Wu Ke's face was expressionless,

"Transcendence, physical transcendence."

He silently wept in his heart, saying that the villain died from talking too much, hey! Brother Chou, help, wow, how long has this TM been delayed!

The young lady's eyes burst out with a fluttering cold light,

"That's overpowering you..."

Rumble!

A big foot kicked through the sealed wall, and the broken wall turned into paper ash and disappeared.

Lin Chou, who came in, was holding a large plate of steaming dumplings, and when he saw this noodle, he was immediately happy, and he raised his thumb and said,

"Young people have a lot of tricks, posture thief standard!"

Wu Ke, who was trampled on the chest by the female ghost lady, looked resentful and sad.

The female ghost lady who was squatting on Wu Ke's chest in the riding position was dumbfounded.

Miss Female Ghost: Wait, my Welding Emperor Martial Emperor's technique was so dare to be kicked and shattered?

Lin Chou changed the hot dumpling plate from his left hand to his right hand, pinched his chin and sighed,

"Do you want to eat dumplings in this position?"

Somehow, a certain Boss Lin who exudes the aroma of dumplings seems to smell the sour smell of love, and he really wants a torch...

Wu Ke hissed and inhaled, I'll go worry brother, you're trying to provoke the female ghost sister, wow!

The female ghost lady obviously didn't have any weight in the actual sense, but it seemed to stand on his heart directly through the bones, making him motionless, and his chest seemed to have driven a crane.

Wu Ke saw that the young lady's suspected breathing rate had obviously doubled.

I'm a pill!

He's dead...

However, the young lady didn't have any intention of taking out his heart to take a look, and her interest in that plate of dumplings obviously exceeded that of Wu Ke himself, which is not right! This can't be! Co-authored with me, a scientific researcher who grew up under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze is not as good as a plate of dumplings?!

The delicate face in his mind is doing something again, as if he automatically changed the picture of the female ghost lady who was riding on the chest, changed her head, and also opened the eighth-level beauty.

Cry and chirp, forgive this single dog with a mother and fetus... It has never been parsed by any wild lady at such a distance...

Wu Ke remembered the joke he made when a middle-aged senior watched a horror movie:

How terrible is the anger of a guy who has been single for thirty years, even if a sadako really crawls out of the TV, he is afraid that he will only be called alive in front of him...

This is the same as some cuties, I want to fall in love and am afraid of being said, Wu Ke is now thinking about x and being afraid of **x, in short, it's very complicated.

Obviously, neither Wu Ke's confidence nor the young lady who rode his face could understand Wu Ke's complexity, oh, they didn't even look at Wu Ke's face.

Wu Ke looked at the sky a little sadly: I might as well change my name to Wu Shi, right?

"Dumplings, dumplings?" The female ghost lady looked at the thick-bottomed white porcelain plate in a daze, for fear that it would run away with long legs.

"Yes, dumplings!" Lin Chou repeated with a smile, fanning the heat on the plate with his hand, "The skin is thin and the filling is big, just out of the pot." ”

Goo-dong.

Wu Ke swore that he really heard the sound of the female ghost lady swallowing saliva.

The female ghost lady roared loudly,

"Dumplings!"

Very emotional.

She stepped on Wu Ke's face and turned around on him, squatting and holding Wu Ke's entire abdominal muscles with both hands, like a cat whose soul was sealed by a ball of yarn.

Boom!

Wu Ke swore that he also heard the sound of himself swallowing saliva, loudly.

"Hehe, purple..."

Lin Chou stumbled.

Trying his best to maintain a decent smile on his face, he secretly rubbed his thumb at Wu Ke, and then instantly turned into a middle finger and pestle.

Sun thief, I forgot that Ben Shuai is saving your life now, hey, it's very serious!

"That..."Boss Lin was so angry that he almost forgot his lines, "How do you want to eat it, I'll burn it for you?" ”

The female ghost lady tilted her head, and her long hair was dripping with black water,

"It's burnt, it's not delicious, I won't eat it."

Shall I it?

Miss, your request is a bit excessive...

Boss Lin blinked in confusion.

He just heard Lao Lin and Lao Lin talk about the taboos and anecdotes of opening a restaurant, and it was regarded as a bedtime story at that time...

And those story routines are all a routine, it's nothing more than inviting and sending, and if it's handled, it's a dish, and it's mostly worthless noodles or dumplings, and it's just a human life if it's not handled well...

But this young lady doesn't seem to follow the standard process?

Shouldn't it be my handsome boss Lin who ordered a handful of yellow paper and then burned dumplings and wine to you, shouldn't this story of benevolence and righteousness end here?

The young lady's body is already squatting, and she may float away from Wu Ke's body at any time and float to the plate along the fragrance.

Lin Chou looked at it, slowly moved forward, and moved the plate towards the young lady.

The young lady shrugged her nose vigorously,

"Put it here, put it here!"

Lin Chou shrugged his shoulders and put the plate on Wu Ke's dantian as he said, so the riding position became an even worse reverse riding position.

The young lady sniffed vigorously a few times, and her expression was intoxicated.

Lin Chou noticed that the appearance of the female ghost sister was not as bad as it had been, and the blood stains mixed with the dirty black water were slowly disappearing.

Wu Ke grinned and whispered,

"Brother Chou, when did you find her? Hiss, it's so hot, these dumplings are so hot, my eggs are getting cooked! ”

"Don't beep!" Lin Chou rolled his eyes, "Believe it or not next time you will change it to fried dumplings?" ”

Wu Ke immediately shut his mouth.

But...

He first turned his head sideways, looked around the extremely exaggerated curve due to the tension, and looked at the little sister's gradually beautiful side face, and then straightened his head again, looked at his nose, nose, and heart...

"It's still lace..."

An eerie light began to flash in his eyes, and he tried to press the gun.

"It's dirt!"

Lin Chou couldn't stand it anymore.

"What," Wu Ke sniffed, "Brother Sorrow, I seem to have a nosebleed..."