Witch's Blood Game

"Yue, don't move..." Luo felt some changes in his body, and couldn't help becoming nervous.

"Tell me not to move? No way, if you don't follow my princess, I will... what are you carrying? It's so hard." Yue turned around, wanting to see what's behind her pp, knocking Make yourself a little sore.

"Hey!" Luo hurriedly slapped Yue's claws open, turned over abruptly, and turned Yue onto the bed.

"What it is?!"

Luo's face flushed red.

No, it can't go on like this, that girl Yue is too seductive both consciously and unconsciously, she keeps attacking, sooner or later he can't help it.

"Oh!"

Lo turned into a frying pan!Hmph, let's see what you do~

Yue grabbed the frying pan and said, "Answer me, what was that just now? If you didn't let me see it, there must be something strange!"

"That, that's the handle of the pot..." Shuai Guoguo answered wisely.

"The handle of the pot..." Yue said thoughtfully, but her face became more and more bleak and sad, "Handsome Guoguo, you have become what you are now, I can't do anything about you. But, what about my magic?" ..."

Pan curled his lips at Yue, "It's none of my business, you can figure it out yourself."

"But I can't wait that long, those who want to kill him will be killed... But I can't help..." Yue said, a mist filled the pair of divine purple eyes, which looked abnormal desolate.

Seeing Yue's sad eyes, Pan's heart softened gradually.

"Handsome Guoguo, I beg you, please help me..." Yue looked at Panguo with pleading eyes, that kind of purity and pity made his heart defenseless.

Pan hesitated for a while.

The Queen of the Devil would not allow him to tell Yue the truth, but Yue Xiangming was determined, and would rather sacrifice his first time, and regain his magic to help him.

And what can I do as a Dharma protector?Watching Ming lose his life?Looking at Yue is sad about this?

However, all Yue knows is that if she breaks her body, she can recover her magic.

Then, Huan Chenluo, can he consider Yue's proposal...?

……

"Tuk tuk tuk", there was a soft knock on the door outside the ward.

"Come in." Die turned her head and saw a figure through the glass, seeming a little anxious.

"Master, Second Miss, Master Nangong (Yan), a dozen black cars suddenly rushed to the gate of the hospital. I don't know if they are here to make trouble."

"Do I need to report this kind of thing to my brother? Didn't I see that his injury hasn't healed yet?" Die frowned slightly, and she looked at Ming worriedly, but she saw Ming's indifferent eyes.

"Die, let's go out and have a look." Yan took Die's hand.It's enough for his brother to help with this kind of thing.

When Die felt the warmth from her hands, her pink face flushed with shame.

"You don't need to go out, I'm here!" Suddenly, the door of the ward was kicked open by someone, "Brother Ming, are you okay, I heard that you are sick, so I came here to see you!"

The corner of Ming's mouth raised an evil angle, looking at Mo lying beside his bed.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Mo Hui curled his lips uncomfortably.

"Tell me, what did you come to see me for?"

⊙___⊙!

-___-b. .

Well, he has seen through his mind.

Mo sighed helplessly, "Brother Ming, if you really don't want a month, give her to me, I won't make her sad."

After hearing Mo's words, the arc of Ming's mouth became wider, "I knew you wouldn't come to China because of my injury."