Chapter 440: Waiting on the Couch: A Matter of Shame (4)

Qing Wei no longer played with the phoenix dove, knowing that today was planted on this boy chicken.

Thinking of her innocence, I feel that my life has been stained with cruelty!

"Hurry up." The dove urged.

Qing Wei moved impatiently and took a deep breath, "-Don't rush." ...... right away."

Phoenix: "......"

Qing Wei opened the crumpled piece of paper, frowned, and began to think about the tone of the two of them:

"Uh...... Yes...... Yes! ”

The sound of 'groaning' stopped abruptly, Qing Wei looked sideways slightly, and asked in a cold tone: "Yes, is that so?" ”

The phoenix dove trembled slightly: "......"

didn't hear the phoenix's response, Qing Wei thought that she didn't learn well, and tried to call out twice, "Uh-huh, uh-huh...... Well? ”

The phoenix dove's face was even more ruddy: "......"

Qingwei: "......"

Seeing that the phoenix dove didn't speak, Qing Wei was silent for a few seconds.

The phoenix dove blushed to the root of his ears: "......"

Qing Wei: "...... Feed? Dead roast chicken? ”

Phoenix: "......"

- How did she have the illusion of being molested?

The anger in her heart could not be suppressed anymore, she simply turned around and said angrily to the phoenix: "--It doesn't look like you say a word!" ”

Phoenix: "......"

Qing Wei trembled, and her whole body trembled. She pointed to the phoenix dove and said, "Phoenix, phoenix...... How did you...... Nosebleeds? ”

His face was flushed, his eyes were tightly closed, and he didn't even dare to look at Qing Wei. Two lines of hot blood burst out of the nasal cavity, and the two torrents were almost endless.

It dripped down his chin and landed on his delicate collarbone, staining the placket of his garment.

Hearing Qing Wei's inquiry, he gasped violently, pulled his sleeve and wiped it casually.

'With a calm face', he said: "It's okay, just before I accidentally cultivated my qi and blood disorders, I almost went mad." ”

Qing Wei said lightly: "Oh, is it just like that? ”

- What kind of cultivation are you doing at night, you are ignorant and ignorant, you are as little as a white lady like you?!

The phoenix dove nodded admittedly, his face was solemn, and he returned to his usual 'calm': "That's true. ”

However, another slippery nosebleed betrayed his 'indifferent' soul.

Qingwei: "......"

- Can you look in the mirror before lying?

……

Qing Wei looked back at what was written on the note:

[Don't...... Well...... Yes...... Ahh ]

[Husband, husband is so powerful......]

[Uh-huh...... Still...... What's more! Uhh......h

Suddenly I felt that the phoenix dove could come up with such content, and it was also "guts"!

She turned around and looked at a certain phoenix who was constantly wiping her nose with a paper roll.

He didn't know how many years of blood had been buried in his nose, gushing out like a fountain, and the tissues he pulled couldn't stop his surging nosebleed.

Suddenly turned his head and found that Qing Wei was staring at him without blinking, and his whole face was even more red.

Not only the face, but also the whole face was red to the body.

The collarbones slightly exposed between the open placket are very red and moist, like a newly ripe peach, and it looks very appetizing.

He blocked his nostrils while defending hesitantly: "This Immortal Monarch, this Immortal Monarch is only ...... because of the dry climate."

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β€”β€”Fang just said that he was cultivating, and he almost went mad, and now it has become a dry climate?

Can you find an excuse to find a better one? Well?