Immortal Wife is Too Sweet: Master, Please Let Go!

In that case, then, the problem comes.

Night glass wring eyebrows, meditation, play small 99.

She hugged God and slept in his bed.

What should I do when I leave?

Is that to say, the big God? Anyway, we hugged and slept. Remember to cover me and then leave?

Still want to ask, how much is a night's sleep, write a IOU and then leave?

In other words, the sleeping capital of the great God is very expensive, isn't it?

Ben Xian is actually very poor. Is it enough to give a picture to grandfather Mao?

I'd better take half of it. I'm also hugged by you.

The empty shadow of the old man with white beard in the cauldron: it's really better than the blue. How stingy!

In this way, night glass very forget to open the single machine mode.

Jun Mo, who was waiting for the girl to fight back

Languidly against the wall and so on for a while, good-looking eyebrows finally impatiently twist up, see night glass a pair of beautiful eyes straight, completely did not want to recall the meaning.

Tiny narrow and deep eyes, light magnetic voice also immediately reverberated in the big and silent room.

"Night glass?"

However, after several strokes and several low calls in succession, the symptoms of someone's stupor have not changed

For the first time in his life, he was so neglected that there was a strange sense of novelty in his heart.

"In front of me, you are the first one who has the courage to be in a daze. If you don't reply, it would be impolite of me."

Night glass listen if not heard, continue to daze, continue to gall son fat.

Jun Mo's cold eyes slip a smile that seems to have nothing.

After a breath of silence, he bent down slightly, touched the white and delicate eyebrows of the night glass with his slender fingertips, and suddenly leaped out a purple and gold arc on the white porcelain like finger belly.

Light as frost and fog, the sound is also gently around the room.

"Well, let's go."

The next moment, there was a flash of green light in the deep pupil of Junmo. It was a dangerous and mysterious color.

Almost at the same time, the arc of his fingertips also jumped up and flew into the night glass eyebrows.

A purple red word was clearly printed on her forehead.

"Desert"

Suddenly, there was a slight change in the air.

Jun Mo glanced coldly in the air for a breath, and his right hand brushed the forehead of the night glass. The word "Mo" disappeared.

In a few minutes.

He made up his mind to pay half of grandfather Mao's night glass before he blinked, and then he was confused: Er... Who are you?

Yes, the room is empty.

More than ten minutes later, Yeli wandered around the modern apartment building, and the whole building was empty, even without a ghost.

Even the kitchen is empty - well, food without aura can't be called food.

Originally in search of the idea of big God food, her heart can not help but abdominal Fei up.

"This God's hospitality is really not very good. Is it that he doesn't want to hold Ben Xian's thigh, so he sneaks away while Ben Xian is in a daze and takes the chef away?"

He rubbed his tummy, which was gurgling.

Ye Li curls her lips and sends a message to her mind

In the middle of the sound, there were two light hissing voices in my mind, [black sheep apprentice, this mountain has been hollowed out. If you don't think of any way to find Lingli back, let's ha ha ha ha!]

Ye Li: what's wrong with you old man? Learn from others!

Fortunately, the old man with white beard wanted to go back to his hometown, but he was hard hearted and soft hearted, and his spiritual power was quickly exported.

After a while, the night glass felt a warm feeling coming from all around, and the hunger in her abdomen was soon suppressed.