Douluo's Change of Life with Sword

Besides my rooms, you are not too incorporated!

"You first wait for a while, I clean up the dust stacked."

The blade stepped into this unique belonging to his territory.

The window opens a seam, which is probably enough to drill in a small sparrow.

Although the Slack College has a high degree of greenness, leaving such a few days, the room is still covered with a thin layer of dust.

Although the two outside the door invited them to see the face when they came in, they went to the windows, but they didn't hit the room at the time of the two people.

The two were a little surprised, as I first entered his dormitory at the time of the old Simlack Academy.

In addition to the bed, table, chair and seats that are configured in the room, there is no one.

Just like this at Shrak, it is generally short, revealing the water, lonely, desolate.

It doesn't seem like a look of people living.

The blade pushed the window, and the light was allowed to shine this closed space, and the dead gas was expelled.

The blade looked opposite the opposite side, turned back to the two big women who came to you behind him: "How did the two big women come in, aren't I eat you?"

Ning Rong came to the front of the blade, inserted the waist, tangled a little breast, slight: "You will eat it!" Miss this lady is afraid of you? "

She doesn't know how they dare to say such bold words.

Zhu Zhuqing's face is red, and how can she say this kind of exposure? !

And this is contrary to the contract with her can't use the body to hook and lead the blade!

She launched the hand that continued to put pressure on the west of the chest, and she came to the Ning Rong Rong, who was going to be sticker, gently grabbed her wrist, angered: "Rong Rong!"

Ning Rongrong saw some angry with the bamboo halal with hinders, could not help but take a step.

"I don't have this courage."

"Wow, I seem to be can't stand it by Rongrong Miss ~"

The blade is a little laughter.

Ning Rongrong's small heart is slightly tight, this guy is hard to be serious?

She is not that meaning!

Ning Rong Rong is to explain, but the body suddenly tilted, and it was not wide in someone, but the muscles were plentiful.

I want to struggle, but a bad hand is firmly controlled, and I can't break down.

"Put, let me go!" Ning Rong Rong hooks the chest of the blade, the little punch is very weak.

The face is stuck in the heart of the blade, smelling the fascinating faint fragrance.

Where is this look like going to break off?

It is clear that you want to meet.

The blade whispered in his ear: "In order to prove to Rongrong, I have that courage, then I will eat you, are you ready?"

Rong Rong and comfortable, the beauty squatted in the blade suddenly opened, and it was full of panic.

Is it, he, he, he, is really doing, do, do, that kind of thing? !

But we haven't got married yet! !

And the smelly is still looking away!

Zhu Zhu is very painful, she knows that he is interested in Ning Rong Rong, but when she is doing this kind of hug, she is hugging.

He still wants to do that kind of thing and honor!

Still it is equivalent to her face!

Shameless!

Whip!

There is no shame! !

Do he forgot his commitment to himself? !

I want to think about it, I am a piece of , I can't help it from the mask.

The blade really wants to smoke himself, he is very interested in forgetting!

Looking at the back to Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhu, who was sobbed with Ning Rong, sigh.

"Blade, we haven't married yet, no, no such thing."

Ning Rongrong's hand pressed the blade chest, and his face was all buried into the blade, twisted with petite and exquisite.

But tone is not absolutely determined.

Her mind has emerged in a screaming picture, and the body is not hot.

This gimmick is definitely thinking about bad things.

Feel the temperature of the jade people in the arms, twist the body to his own arms, and like hate can not melt in its own body.

The blade is dark in the heart.

He gently patted the shoulder shoulder and whispers: "Rong Rong said."

I will release Ning Rong Rong.

Ning Rongrong did not react, a glimpse, and then some annoyed slammed him, holding a little breast.

No longer look at this thief, no thief, a big radish.

"Zhu Qing?" Ning Rong Rong is surprised.

She noticed that Zhu Ziqing was the same.

The blade came to Zhuzhu to his body and whispered: "Zhu Qing, I'm sorry."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't look back, the shoulders should be slightly twisted, and there is a low low throat.

The blade is saying, step forward, and the hands are gently taken from behind.