Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 477 I'm stronger than you, it doesn't hurt that much
"July, sometimes, the relationship between people is like a thin layer of window paper, which can be broken as soon as it is poked, and it will be broken as soon as it is broken. This sentence is also applicable to your current situation. Therefore, it is not appropriate for me to poke this layer of window paper."

An Qiyue pursed her lips, her black eyes dimmed.

Her head drooped even lower, as if she was about to fall down at any moment.

She said: "I... I... Okay, when the time is right, I will confess to you."

Ji Liu smiled young, lifted her chin with one hand, and called softly: "Jiyue, does your neck still hurt?"

An Qiyuemu was taken aback for a moment, she thought the man would ask her what the time was right, but what he cared about was her injured neck.

What she said was really strange. She obviously hit the glass mirror with her head before, but her head was fine, but the back of her neck was scratched by glass slag. Fortunately, the cut was not deep and would not leave a scar.

Therefore, when it comes to pain, it is out of the question.

She puffed her cheeks, and muttered with curled lips: "It doesn't hurt that much compared to you stronger me!"

A certain fragile and soft part of her lower body is painful, and the sore part should be broken by him.

The man's eyes jumped slightly, and then he raised his hand to separate her legs to find out.

"Let me see!"

An Qiyue gritted her teeth, feeling ashamed.

She wished she could find a hole in the ground to get in, and hurriedly raised her foot to kick the man's hand away, cursing: "Pervert, sex maniac, don't!"

The man grabbed her ankles and pinned her legs so that she couldn't move, so he squinted his eyes and looked over.

The darkness under his eyes became extremely thick, and his Adam's apple slipped gently.

An Qiyue noticed that her breath was not good, she turned over and sat up suddenly, and raised her hand to hold the man's head that was about to sink.

She gritted her teeth angrily, and said, "Ji Liunian, I want to pee, shit!"

The man had a murderous handsome face, "..."

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Wancheng, Zhuluyuan, Karl's temporary residence.

The night was dark, and there was the sound of knives falling on the cutting board from the kitchen.

Chang Qing poured the shredded potatoes into the sink to run through the water, and there was a "bang" sound outside the door, as if it was a rush.

She trembled in fright, oh my god, so excited, caught up with the spy movie?
Day by day, it's too frighteningly thrilling.

Calm down, calm down, it's not time to join in the fun, quickly pick up the knife, hide, and then self-protection is important!

Chang Qing grabbed the knife and scrambled around the kitchen for a while, finally set his sights on a hidden treasure: a large black-mouthed vat for storing rice.

She is really lucky, fortunately, she didn't fill up the bottomed tank with rice half an hour ago, otherwise she wouldn't be able to hide it.

Thirty seconds later, a gloomy cold wind rushed into the kitchen, and then sporadic and hurried footsteps ran around in the kitchen.

Chang Qing leaned his ear against the wall of the vat, not daring to take a breath, his face was flushed, and he was silently thinking, all the great gods, the earth father-in-law, the kitchen god grandpa, the bedside grandma, please bless...

"no one!"

"Retreat, go upstairs!"

One of them took two steps forward and stopped.

"Wait, there's water on the ground...Go and open that big tank."

Chang Qing... the corners of her mouth twitched, misty grass!

Crap!Crap!Crap!My life is at stake!

The mouth of the tank was suddenly lifted, and a pair of fat wolf claws roughly grabbed Chang Qing's hair and dragged her out.

Chang Qing was in pain, the knife in his hand clanged and fell to the ground.

It was a coincidence that the knife edge fell on the big man's instep, and immediately blood overflowed, covering one of his big toes.

"Snapped!"

PS: Mo Shang: I have been very busy recently. I have to prepare posters for exhibitions, various copywriting, and business trips. The update is temporarily restored to 6... After the baby is busy for a while, restore 7. Your tickets need to work hard!Those who support genuine reading, what a group! !
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