From this angle, Helian Xiaowei couldn't see what Jin Tian's expression was, and some of the people in his arms didn't react.

She was quiet, so quiet that her breathing was steady, quiet enough to give Helian the Owl the illusion that she had just slept past.

Helian Owl's mood was not as calm as it seemed, he was very nervous, so nervous that panic spread to the bottom of his heart.

He was making a request to Jin Xiaotian.

Because he didn't know whether Jin Xiaotian preferred boys or girls, Helian Xiaowei unconsciously said, "Of course, boys, boys, I also like ......"

After finishing speaking, Helian Xiaowei also felt that what he said had a taste of emptiness, so he hurriedly added a more complete sentence: "As long as it is born by you, I like it, whether it is a boy or a girl." ”

The reason for his hesitation when talking about boys is that he feels that if he is a boy, he will definitely compete with him for favor, and will take away all the thoughts and attention of a certain little guy, which undoubtedly makes him jealous.

Therefore, she is still a good daughter, soft, fragrant, super well-behaved and obedient, as cute as Jin Xiaotian......

However, the imagination is very beautiful, the reality is very cruel, and the current Helian Owl does not know what kind of experience it will be like to have a daughter in the future......

The person in his arms still didn't give the slightest reaction, Helian Xiaoxiao pursed his lips, and was about to open his mouth to say something more, "Little ghost......"

At this time, Jin Tian suddenly raised her eyes, and under the light of the moon, she hooked the hazy visible crimson cheeks......

Surprise and surprise flashed in Helian Owl's eyes, followed by a surge of heat and ecstasy......

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In such a warm and sweet night, there is an inappropriate gloom, and the fireworks in the sky cannot dispel it.

It's like a dark corner, with a bloodthirsty bloody mouth that tears open the corners of its mouth, revealing a presumptuous beast.

The glass windows reflect the cold light, and the interior is separated by the oblique light, half like the darkness of the abyss, and half of the gloomy gray.

The handsome man stood in the middle of the light, like a demigod and a half-demon.

He is still handsome and detached, noble and indifferent, with a pair of rimless eyes between the bridge of his nose, which is more rigorous and bookish.

But at this moment, he looked like a deep fear burst out of people's hearts.

It's as if you're facing a vampire count in a white coat, he shows his sharp teeth and teeth, which is incredibly handsome, but he holds the prop of the meal in his hand, and the cold edge of the knife is dyed bright red like plum blossoms, falling down drop by drop, and it is poignant and poignant.

"Shura, dispose of him." The cold and hoarse voice is not mixed with the obedience and gentleness when facing Jin Tian, but the cruel ruthlessness, which makes your spine cold and thorough.

In the darkness, there was a tall figure, his back to the elegant man, the heavy color of his body was deeper than the darkness, and he faintly exuded scarlet air.

He stands there, like a terrible purgatory, a nightmare that makes life worse than death, and you can see him standing in the middle of the mountain and the sea of blood, his back is extremely cruel, bloodthirsty to the point of outrageous.

"Aha......" he uttered a short, unsmiling voice, cold to the point of staining blood.

Soon, the man who was called Shura disdained to touch the flesh on the side of his mouth, "But little mole ant, Lord Judge can wipe it out with a slight wave of his hand, why call me Shura?" ”

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