This stove is an enlarged version of the incense burner, three feet high!

Squatting beside the stove, a stream of heat came from the surface, which made Wang San's whole body feel a lot more comfortable. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There are some air holes left on the stove, and if you don't look through the air holes, you can't see the open flame at all, and there is no smoke.

But on second thought, it's normal for this kind of thing to appear in this kind of place, after all, some guests have special hobbies......

"What a cross-generational product!" Wang San sighed and moved a little closer to the furnace.

At this time, Mi Mi also squatted down, leaned against Wang San, and said in a charming voice: "Little boy, is it still cold?"

Wang San said angrily: "Do you look at me like this, don't you look cold?" As soon as he finished speaking, he sneezed again, but fortunately there was no snot, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

"Little boy, since it's cold, why don't you go to bed and let Mi Mi warm you up?"

Mi Mi's voice was full of charm, and as she spoke, she also put her little hand into the quilt. I don't know if it's because I've just experienced a big war, and I'm still unsatisfied, or what. Mi Mi is a little more angry in both words and demeanor.

Such a teasing, if it was put before, Wang San really couldn't hold it.

But the girl in front of her had just fought hundreds of rounds with other men, and now she was so ambiguous with him, Wang San always felt awkward, and suddenly lost interest, so he shirked and said: "Wait for me to bake it for a while!"

Mi Mi said resentfully: "Little boy, don't you think Mi Mi is not as good as the stove?"

After speaking, she pecked Wang San's face lightly, Wang San's body trembled immediately, Mi Mi thought Wang San was shy, and said with a smile: "Little boy, it's still so cute!"

Wang San scolded secretly: "Your uncle!"

This time he trembled, he was really not shy, but disgusted!

As long as he thought of Mi Mi's mouth, there was still a chance that there would still be the spit of the Dao thief, Wang San felt that he was crawling with ants all over his body, and he was uncomfortable.

Seeing that Wang San was silent, Mi Mi simply moved Wang San's head with his hands, looked at Wang San with eyes containing infinite spring, raised his small mouth that had lost most of his lip fat, and said charmingly: "It was too dark before, the little boy didn't kiss it several times, and now the candle is lit, why don't the little boy ......"

Before Mi Mi's words were finished, Wang San said: "I'm in a hurry!" and then picked up the black hat that originally belonged to the Dao thief and put it on his head, and hurriedly ran out of the room.

After going out and running for a long time, Wang San stopped, and as soon as he stopped, he thought of Mi Mi's appearance just now, and his stomach suddenly churned, and he almost vomited.

"Damn, what's going on!" Even though Wang San was in a good state of mind, he couldn't help but complain, thinking, "Why is it so difficult to relieve the poison of the bitter hemp tree?"

After such a fuss, if he is given a beauty at this time, Wang San himself doesn't know if he can talk about it!

"Could it be that I not only hit but have money, but also lack women?" he crossed over and became a monk, which seemed to be really interesting.

Suddenly, a shout pulled Wang San out of his thoughts.

"I believe I don't need to say it, everyone has already guessed, that's right, the number one Oiran of this hospital, Miss Yuxuan, is going to present a song......"

At this moment, whether it was drinking and having fun downstairs or cultivating upstairs, listening to the words of the old bustard, his eyes lit up, and after a short silence, the pot exploded in an instant.