"No ......"

Just as the Grim Reaper was about to announce that their deal was struck, the fairy pushed him away.

"Mr. Luo, Mr. Luo, it's better to stay away from me." She spoke abruptly, her voice slightly hoarse, as if he was the temptation to her.

The curtains were not drawn, and the faint moonlight reflected on the face of death, and those phoenix eyes were all dangerous and turbulent enough to shatter people's bones.

The hand hanging on one side was thrown down by the girl, but there was still a scorching temperature, like her blood that he had once sucked away, which brought him a sense of crisis.

To be honest, it's a bit ridiculous that humans have made the gods feel in danger.

But the Grim Reaper does have a sense of crisis, a feeling of standing on the edge of a cliff, with an abyss in front of him and no way back.

The fairy gradually shrank into the corner, her whole body was hot, and between half dreaming and half waking up, she could only remember clearly that she could not cry for death.

And the perseverance of the demon concubine is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, even if she is poisoned by drugs that make men crazy, she just bites her lips and does not snort anymore.

Her solitary struggle once again attracted the attention of the Grim Reaper.

The man finally approached on his slender legs.

Sensing that the male hormones were gradually approaching, the fairy leaned against the wall and said vaguely, "Don't come here......"

Death didn't listen.

So, the next moment he approached her, she pounced.

The two rolled down on the soft carpet, and Xianxian said with difficulty: "I told you everything, tell you not to come!" ”

With an uncontrollable hand on his waist, the man's shirt was lifted up a bit, revealing a pale but not thin waist.

Everything about the gods is so appropriate, with a cold abstinence all over the body, but it's a pity that the immortals don't have eyes to appreciate.

And she can finally rub the oil happily!

Those hands lingering on the Grim Reaper's waist were enough to cause a commotion.

For the first time, the god of death felt the strange feeling gradually rising in his body, his phoenix eyes narrowed into a slit, and his pupils were full of murderous intent......

He had always hated the unexpected.

At this time, this look in his eyes.

It makes people think that he wants to pinch the girl's neck!

And Xian Xian felt an extremely strong sense of crisis lingering around him, and at the same time, his long legs bent up and pressed against the carpet beside him, and straddled his waist.

She did what Vera wanted to do, sitting in the arms of death and coquettish...... This must be in the arms, right?

As for Vera, at this time, at the door of the gorgeous manor, she knocked on the door for almost half an hour.

"Brother-in-law...... Mr. Chrislo...... Brother-in-law...... Kerry ......"

Her throat was about to smoke, and the terrible cry of a crow suddenly sounded above her head, and she shivered with fright.

Oh, my God......

Isn't Mr. Chrislo at home?

Did he know that after he knew about Chinese medicine, he went to the red, light, and district?

Ahhh

Vera roared inwardly, knowing that she had missed a great opportunity.

And a person is too lonely and too scared at night.

She finally rushed back to the manor with the biscuit in her hand.

Her mother and Mary and other servants were already asleep.

Her heart trembled with anger, not only did she not accomplish anything today, but she also received two sticks from a blind man in vain.

She knew it was definitely done by the blind man!

Vera thought about it and couldn't help but pick up a fruit knife and touch it on the third floor of the manor.

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