Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Almost as soon as the black figure entered the room from the window, the originally dark room lit up, and a gentle voice came out of the room with a lazy voice.

"Oh, Lord, this night, you are not sleeping at home, what are you doing with me?"

Upon hearing this, the squatting of the Lord’s squats, the lips twitched slightly, and the low and magnetic sounds came out from the mouth: “Do you know that this lord is coming?”

As soon as the sound fell, he walked in with the pace, one step, two steps close.

"Oh, my sleep, I don't wear clothes!"

His footsteps, his lips deepened, the low voice was like a mellow wine, revealing the intoxicating charm: "It doesn't matter, this gentleman doesn't mind."

In the middle of the Fengjiu mouth, he squatted and leaned over to sit on the bed. He saw the black figure stepping in and coming in. A pair of deep and dark sorrows glazed on her body, and the brows were slightly picked up, as if Asking: Isn't that you didn't wear clothes?

She squinted and smiled, like a sly little fox, laughing proudly and arrogantly: "I know how the cockroaches come, how can I get dressed? So, tonight I am sleeping with clothes."

"Wait for this king?"

He came to the bed and stopped, standing in front of the bed, looking at the woman sitting on the bed holding the quilt. Although she is still dressed as a man, but tonight she may be because she was resting before, so she was smeared with ink.

Looking at the silky hair scattered behind her, a few squats on the side of the cheek, adding a bit of feminine and enchanting color to her, letting his twilight gradually deepen.

Feng Jiu, holding the quilt, stared at him with his deep eyes, and suddenly he was uncomfortable. She smiled and asked, "Hey, what is it that you are always looking for me?"

Upon hearing her name, the lord frowned. "Is this king very old?"

"..."

Feng Jiu is speechless, just want to say, oh, do you always focus on the wrong?

"Is this king very old?"

He asked again, it seems to be very sensitive to this question, a pair of deep black eyes staring at her tightly, as if she did not say an answer that satisfied him, he would not stop.

"Hey, you are not old, not old." She smiled awkwardly, feeling that he was convulsed, and actually had this problem with her.

The sly eyes of the Lord looked deep into her, and the burning eyes fell on her tender face, the light flashing, the serious and positive opening.

"These twenty-five years of the year are still not married."

"puff!"

When she heard this, she looked at his serious and positive face. She couldn’t help but scream and screamed. She quickly licked her mouth and held back her smile, and coughed. This said: "This, lord! In your position...oh, no, I mean..."

"You didn't understand the meaning of this king?"

He interrupted her words and looked at her in a complicated and flashing look. He has already said so clearly, she still hasn't figured it out?

Wen Yan, Feng Jiuyi, blinked, and said: "Is it not twenty-five years old, still not married? I understand!"

Seeing this, the face of the lord is dark, and I don’t know if she is not annoyed, or if she is not confessed.

Seeing her look at him innocently, she did not seem to know what he was mad at, and he was a little bit irritated. Suddenly, he leaned over and pressed her to the bed.