I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

She was so scared, afraid that the master would blame herself.

He clearly promised that he would be obedient, but looking at his master, he just... can't help it.

Then turned into a Gorgon.

"Well, don't say any more." Mo Yusan couldn't help but touch his forehead.

Why!

Why does Medusa kill herself with red eyes every time she feels that something is going on?

Medusa pursed her lips aggrievedly.

Seeing Medusa's appearance, Mo Yusan couldn't help rubbing her little head.

"I didn't mean to blame you... I'm too weak, ┭┮﹏┭┮"

"Ok!"

Medusa nodded vigorously, her shrugging tail wagging happily.

Chapter 73 Medusa's hair, you, Rinpoche, dare to touch it?

Closed the door softly, Xiaoniaoyou Shihua's seemingly expressionless pretty face twitched slightly.

Huhu——

Leaning her back against the door panel, she slid down a little bit, her slightly drunken wine-red eyes gradually becoming a little blurred.

Covering her face with her hands, Xiao Niaoyou Shihua took a deep breath.

There seemed to be a sweet smell of wet hair between her fingers, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

So sweet, so sweet, so sweet.

It's so cute.

Xiaoniaoyou Shihua breathed slowly, until all the strange thoughts in her heart dissipated, then she slowly stood up straight and put her hands down.

After tidying up her skirt a little, she walked up the stairs.

The night is still long.

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in the living room.

Mo Yusan fell on his back on the sofa like a salted fish, his snow-white legs were slightly spread apart, and his whole body collapsed.

Snapped--

Kuangsan slapped Chiguo's thigh in front of him with an angry slap.

Mo Yusan couldn't help trembling slightly, then curled up his legs, and changed his position to lie on his side.

"The fat times are all exposed." Kuang San sat down and raised his hands again in a gesture.

"Hmm..." Mo Yusan whimpered, covering his little ass with his hands. "Let me take a break."

Seeing Kuangsan's smiling appearance, Moyusan was a little sluggish, and she beeped softly. "I mean, it's not like you haven't seen it."

Picking up the hem of the shirt, she shook it.

"Hey, do you want to see it? I still don't like this pose."

"Oh?" Kuang San grabbed the ankle lying in front of him, and directly lifted Mo Yu San up.

Feeling the sudden chill in his waist, Mo Yusan accepted his love obediently while covering his little butt.

"Sorry, I was wrong."

Letting go of his hand, Kuang San watched the flannel ball curl up its legs a little bit, and nestled on the sofa again. "I haven't wiped my hair, and the sofa is wet."

Moyu Sanpu blinked his eyes, then slowly sat up.

Looking back, there was a large area of ​​darkness left behind.

Moyu Sanqiao blushed, thinking of something not so good.

In the end, she sat obediently in Kuang San's arms, and Kuang San blew her hair.

Medusa squatted in front of her like a puppy, pouted and wanted to say something.

Feeling the soft touch from the top of her head, Moyu Sanan narrowed her eyes comfortably, like a cat whose chin has been scratched.

"Master..." Medusa stretched out her fingers and poked Yusan's knee lightly.

Mo Yusan opened his eyes in confusion.

"Master...do you want to try again at night, I promise I will restrain myself." Medusa also wanted to save Moyusan.

She really didn't do it on purpose.

Mo Yusan suddenly froze, and... still try?

forgive me.

Can we challenge again after we have rested?