Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"I heard it clearly, but I didn't expect you to change the subject so bluntly." Yan Ce blinked, seeing this woman who was about to turn into a snow cat, suddenly felt that her character was not difficult to accept, pointed with her eyes Pointing to his chest, "Of course my physical condition is very good. If you don't believe me, you can find two cute girls and say yes after using it."

After finishing speaking, the boy gave a thumbs up pretendingly, obviously very satisfied with the reproductive system.

"Please be serious."

She stood up, frowning and accentuating her tone.

"Would you like to try it yourself, it will last a long time."

Yan Ce joked.

Miss Lingshi sat back on the side of the bed again, raised her long hair to her back, leaned over and took off her boots, revealing her particularly slender legs, the smooth insteps were vaguely in the shadows, and the lines of her breasts were very good The ground is covered by thick unlined clothing, which sets off a body that is closer to perfect proportions.

Different from the young and cute girls, the tall figure reveals a unique taste that is more inclined to be cold and sexy, so that even if she doesn't have a smile on her face, she doesn't look too cold.

"I'm joking, partner. I think there are many ways to exchange friendship, but intrusion and coercion are not good ways to increase the goodwill of friends." Yan Ce was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect her to come for real.

"Lie down."

"I was a kid—"

She emphasized her tone and said, "Lie down!"

Before Yan Ce could react, a row of toes that were faintly exposed under the stockings stepped on the bed, and then made an elegant posture like kneeling, with his knees resting on the young man's ribs, and quietly stepped back a little bit, She lowered her eyebrows and pressed down on the skirt that easily exposed the skin of her thighs.

She looked down at the boy, pressed his shoulders with her fingers, lowered her head slightly, and her long hair fell to Yan Ce's ears.

"Where is the injury going to heal?"

"It's all good."

"truth!"

"It's not good, and it hurts like hell."

Yan Ce put away his exaggeration, and pointed to his ribs with a blank expression.

"Wu Hao ran too fast for several days in a row. The injury was torn apart as soon as it healed. I don't know if the ribs in the left chest were broken or not. Anyway, it hurts, as if it was torn apart and glued together."

"stupid."

She said coldly: "And stupid."

Therefore, in order to rush back, I hardly took a serious rest.

So stupid.

There is absolutely no way to buy into this stupid idea.

The posture was as tough as ever, even Yan Ce could clearly feel that her mood swings were not right, a little cold, and a little hesitant. It was not until the third time when she saw the ring that she seemed to fade away the extra emotions and looked directly at Yan Ce eyes.

"..."

Lips raised, trying to show a calm and clear smile.

But the delicate face looks unnatural and a little stiff.

She frowned, with a look that the teenager couldn't understand.

His fingers landed on Yan Ce's forehead that had been kissed before, and he thought of the scene of His Majesty embracing him.

Gently apply force and wipe.

"...it hurts, what are you going to do?"

"To shut up."

The woman blinked her slender eyelashes, and said in a slightly forceful tone.

At this time, there was a movement at the door.

"Mr. Fei, are you okay, your face is so red?"

"Nothing, you go down, I will rest for a while, just sober up."

"promise."

Pushing open the door, Han Fei said with a proud smile on his lips, "Cer, if it were you, you could really create an era. Your Majesty said you were resting in the apse. During this time, Mr. It is good for you to understand the legalist theory after writing the chapter on loneliness and anger, just to exchange ideas."

"you--"

Saying this, the air suddenly became quiet.

"..."

"..."

The natural posture of undressing and going to bed, and his own students can completely calm down the indifferent iceberg.

Mr. Fei's expression changed several times and he slapped his forehead.

Han Fei looked down and saw the shoes placed side by side, and woke up suddenly.

A slightly sad tone came out of her mouth, and she forced a smile: "Sir, go back now and finish writing the end of the difficult chapter. Fusu is in the courtyard next door. I, you, you, her, anyway...anyway, Keep your voice down."

After the sound fell, it quickly closed as if the doorknob was hot.

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