Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

Because it will also be infected by the owner's emotional changes, and it will also become very uncomfortable.
Being disturbed by Xiaobai like this, Luo Liuling withdrew his emotions and hid all his emotions deep in his heart, still the same cold Luo Liuling.

However, she has to go out tomorrow. As a top killer, she knows that these people will not let them go easily today, and will definitely send someone down to look for them.

There is a saying in the Taoism that when you are born, you need to see people, and when you die, you need to see corpses.

Seeing that a lot of branches had been added to the fire, Luo Liuling slowly walked in front of Ye Wushang. Fortunately, she picked up a lot of hay and spread it big enough, so it was just right for the two of them to sleep. [

Luo Liuling is not some pedantic woman. Although she is a reborn soul, she still has the ideas of the twentieth century in her mind.

Sitting on the dry grass, Luo Liuling put a herb into her mouth and slowly crushed it. The wounds on her body hadn't been treated much yet, and now that she finally had some free time, these wounds had to be treated briefly.

Xiaobai's treatment is a permanent cure, but she doesn't want to have ugly scars on her body.

Involuntarily, Luo Liuling thought that in order to complete a task in modern times, her body was severely damaged, and there was an extremely ugly scar on her back. She still remembered the human skin transplant she had done to remove this scar.

Anesthesia cannot be used for this kind of operation, otherwise the success rate is [-]%. Luo Liuling bit an apple and resisted on the operating table for an hour and a half. Luo Liuling will never forget time and space.

Scenes of the past reappeared, Luo Liuling withdrew his boundless thoughts, spit out the herbs in his mouth, and took off a lot of clothes, revealing his smooth and white left shoulder.

With his back facing Ye Wushang, Luo Liuling tilted his head and slowly wiped the wound on his shoulder.

Her skin was white and crystal clear like snowflakes, but Ye Wushang couldn't see this scene, his eyes were still tightly closed.

After doing all this, Luo Liuling slowly put on his clothes, and lay down next to Ye Wushang with his clothes, but he couldn't get too close, and the wound on Ye Wushang's body couldn't be touched.

Not feeling sleepy, this was Luo Liuling's first thought, turned his head, looked at Ye Wushang beside him, slowly stretched out his hand, held Ye Wushang's hand, slowly clasped his fingers together, Luo Liuling closed his eyes Close your eyes, feel his breath, and then slowly fall asleep.