Chapter 135: There is always a concubine who will assassinate me (20)

"In the past, it was I who cast a spell on the king and let him enjoy alone, but I didn't expect it to be the other way around now, and it became me who was controlled by the drug."

Su Daji shook her big fluffy tail and muttered.

The system just wanted to say that this was retribution, but she snorted lightly, raised her chin, and raised her fox eyes defiantly, "You want to send me away like this?" No way! ”

As soon as he saw Su Daji's evil smile, the system knew that someone was going to suffer.

She took off the obstructive gauze on her body, threw it aside, and then picked up the thin strap of her belly pocket, put it to her mouth, bit it with her sharp teeth, and pulled it out with both hands.

With a gentle "stab", the pitifully thin halterneck strap was broken.

Su Daji pulled hard, and the small fabric embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water was crooked, deviated from the original cover, and walked away directly!

The system hurriedly covered his eyes with his little paws, turned his back and didn't dare to look, only to hear a slight sound from Suosuo, and there was no movement.

He was just about to sneak a peek through the crack in his claws when a voice scorched him on the outside and on the inside.

"Uh-huh~"

In the room, which had calmed down, there was a faint, but full of seductive moan.

Xiao Yu, who was holding a book to divert his attention, was shocked, and when he turned around, he saw that the slender and petite figure was staggering in the midst of the curtain.

Is the amount of medicine not enough? Woke up?

He hurriedly stepped to the bed, opened the tent and saw that the whole person froze.

"Shhhh......h

Another coquettish cry that was louder than before.

Xiao Yu came back to his senses suddenly, and the hand holding the curtain shook, and the layers of tulle were closed in front of him.

In the swaying light and shadow, he stood on the edge of the bed, as if his feet had taken root, and he couldn't move half a step.

In front of me, like a painting, one by one, I passed the beautiful scenery that I had just seen.

Su Daji's beautiful eyes were still closed, but her mouth kept letting out unbearable coquettish cries, and her hands and feet were moving restlessly, and even her whole body was writhing like a charming little snake!

And the only belly pocket she was wearing, I don't know when, broke the strap on one side, and it was loosely crooked there, and it couldn't cover the towering snow peaks below.

The fair-skinned and delicate delicate thing like mutton fat jade trembled and trembled with Su Daji's movements, and waves of suffocating soft waves came out.

Like a tide, it hit Xiao Yu's few self-control again and again.

He quickly opened his eyes, but saw a familiar gauze messily crumpled, hanging half-hidden on the edge of the bed.

Under the lower abdomen, it is tightened fiercely.

Xiao Yu clenched his hands into fists, suppressed the throbbing, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, spit out heavily, and walked back to the desk from the side of the bed step by step.

The underwear is wet again.

"Sure enough, it is the fox who serves people in Israel, Meng Lang is very good!" He grimaced, snorted coldly, adjusted his posture, and then sat down slowly.

Of course, Su Daji saw his unnatural sitting posture, and she groaned more energetically, sometimes as high as a song, sometimes as a whining as a cry, as if she were complaining as admiration, as if crying as a complaint.

Straight to Xiao Yu flirting with the ground, he didn't even recognize the words on the book, hurriedly took out a Buddhist scripture, and began to pick up the pen and copy the scriptures to meditate.

Merely......

"Ahhh~" With a tactful and lingering sound, the last hook of the word "color" that is empty is color hooked to the sky.