Her little home was incredibly instant.

When Xiao Nian looked at these complete materials, headaches and help, these things can be made by personal follow-up tutorials, why did they come to her in the middle of the night?

Ill.

Oh, yes, Miyako is sick, terrible paranoia.

They all said that people had to bow their heads under the eaves, but she had to head down in her own home. When Xiaoyan took up the materials and began to make it, Miyako apparently had no interest in the process of her production, and turned and went out.

After a while, when I was young, I heard what came from the living room.

"Mr. Gong, you like to eat desserts, I will give you food next time."

"Mr. Gong, you **** lips, sweeter than ice cream. Oh, I hate it, Mr. Gong."

"Slow down, don't,"

""

When Xiao Nian stood in the kitchen, listening to the sound outside, I couldn’t wait to pick up the kitchen knife and rush out, killing one.

Miyamoto regards her as something.

Improper nightclub

When Xiao Nian is forbearing and forbearing, he only listens to the voice of the woman outside, and the voice is getting louder and louder. It is just like being dead.

Too much.

When Xiaonian went out angrily, I saw Miyau and a woman wearing a see-through dress leaning against the wall and kissing, and the other three women were sitting on the sofa looking at them.

"Palace"

When Xiao Nian just wanted to speak, Gong Ou suddenly pushed a woman who was almost hanging on him, and his face was not happy. "Not sweet and a liar."

"boom."

The woman fell heavily on the ground, and the clothes on her body had been pulled almost to the waist, and the picture was horrible.

"Mr. Gong"

The woman lay on the floor and looked sadly at the palace, reaching out to him and trying to get him to pull himself up.

Miyazu did not see it, but wiped his lips with the back of his hand and tightened his brow. "Fengde throws this woman out for me."

"Yes, young master."

The universal housekeeper Feng De appeared, greeted the bodyguards and dragged away the perspective costumes.

Gong Ou Chao went to the sofa, and the three women on the sofa immediately smiled and smiled. They were throwing his arms, and Gong Ou was even more angry. "Feng De gave me these three women and blocked me. Sofa"

"Mr. Gong"

Three beautiful women look at the palace in front of their eyes, blocking the sofa

They are three good-looking women in front of him. He can’t see if he wants to sit on the sofa. He is still not a man.

These doubts, none of them dare to say anything, can only be embarrassed to be taken away by bodyguards, and when they leave, they look at each other.

""

When Xiao Nian was stunned, it turned her off.

This palace has never seen such a "personal" stallion. Well, she has never seen a stallion.

When Xiao Nian turned and went back to the kitchen to start making ice cream, in a short while, a bucket was successfully completed, and she walked out with an ice cream bucket.

Gong Ou sat on the sofa, holding a stack of drawings in his hand and looking at it. After reading one, he threw a piece and threw it all over the floor.

That is the original draft of her monologue of comics, only one.

What is he doing? It is really sick.

"Don't lose it."

When she was excited, she went to the front. She likes to draw comics. This is her work and her interest. Before that, she was the most treasured except Mu Qianchu.

Now she gave up Mu Qianchu, and comics is her first precious.

"I will say that you are just looking at the pure woman." Gong Oufeidan did not let go, but also pulled out a few paintings and looked at her mockingly. "I also painted this adult plot, and it was the uniform temptation and the handcuffs and skin. Whip, you like this."

When Xiao Nian suddenly felt embarrassed, he explained, "That is just to match the character of the protagonist. Give it back to me."

She held the ice cream in one hand and grabbed it in one hand.

Miyao sat on the sofa and raised her long arm. The black scorpion swept the text on the draft and read it out in one word. "Her warmth made him very satisfied, and the leather rope left a red mark on her. It’s as beautiful as a blooming cherry, um, she makes him sweaty and makes the whole person full.”

He deliberately and slowly read the words on her draft, and every word was extremely embarrassed by him.

When Xiao Nian did not feel that she had painted anything, it was just to match some plots of the protagonist's character. She would not paint her bones, but now she can read it, she has a sense of self-confidence.

It seems that she is a slut.

"You still give me Miyao back to me." When Xiao Nian's face was blushing, people became very excited.

Miyagami’s side sarcasm, “that is, writing and painting is so beautiful, your literati is a sentimental.”

When I was young, I couldn’t wait to put the whole bucket of ice cream on his head. "Give me back, Gongou, you are a pervert, return me."

Miyao looked at her with taunting.

I saw that in order to get back the draft, the whole person fell on him, and his knees were still unaware of his waist. A clean and comfortable face was all in a hurry, his face was red and his eyes were coming. The redder, under the light, he could clearly see a faint glow in her eyes.

Looking at her eyes, Gong Ou’s chest was smashed and the body quickly tightened.

He asked her to take the draft back.

When he was young, he threw the ice cream to him and then sat down on the sofa to quickly organize his own drawings.

Miyako stared deeply at her little face, her lips squatting tightly, and she smacked her anger and was particularly attractive under the light.

Before he leaned over, his head was close to her, and the thin lips kissed her lips.

""

Without any precautions, when she was in a state of weakness, she quickly flashed off the next second.

Miyao put the ice cream bucket on the ground, and quickly rushed up like a cheetah. She directly pressed her to the sofa, and straightened her legs, holding her legs and holding her legs, so that she could not move, black. Staring at her deeply, the dawn is too deep to see.

When Xiao Nian understood what was in his eyes, "You gave me a week."

She is free this week.

"Yes." Miyao stared at her, and her voice became hoarse, especially sexy. The tone was as arrogant as ever. "I will give you a week to find evidence, not to mean that I don't touch you."

"you"

When Xiao Nian wants to say something, Gong Ou has lowered her head and blocked her lips, swaying her lips arbitrarily, and the fiery tongue hits everything.

She wants to resist, her hands are clamped and placed directly above her head.

She struggled to death, Miyazaki lived with her, and looked at her with a look of indifference. "When you read enough, I still have to clean it with me. I don't believe that this face will make you not."

His tone is arrogant to the extreme, as if he is going to strengthen others, it should be taken as a god.

After that, Miyako had to kiss her again, and when she was young, she said, "I didn't pretend to be pure, I just hated you."

""

Gong Ou’s body is stiff and glaring at her. “There is the ability to repeat your words.”

He is angry again.

She looked at his face and became irony in an instant, immediately thinking of the three days in the forest, she did not want to have a hunger strike.

In addition to forbearance, what else can she do?

I have to bear this time and say that I can't have freedom. After all, she is at least not being imprisoned in hopelessness.

When Xiao Nian stopped struggling, he closed his eyes with conviction.

"I have ugly, you need to close your eyes." Gong Ou is not happy.

""

When Xiaonian was silent, she didn't open her eyes, but she could clearly feel that Gong's breathing was getting closer and closer to her. She could smell the pungent perfume on his body.

Her wrists were crushed by him, and her hands slowly tightened her fists.

Waiting for the wolf kiss did not arrive, his hand suddenly loosened on his wrist, and he heard a painful whispering sounding above her head, "呃"

When Xiao Nian opened her eyes, the whole man of Gong Ou was kneeling on her, her face leaning against her shoulder, she could not see her expression, only to see his face pale.

When I was "what's wrong," Xiao Nian asked in a wrong way.

"Nothing, hehe."

Miyagchi gritted her teeth and slipped down from her body. She ran to the bathroom with her hand in the stomach.

""

When Xiao Nian was somewhat inexplicable, sitting up from the sofa, Yu Guang swept a bucket of ice cream on the ground and suddenly understood.

No way

20 barrels of ice cream finally reacted

Deserve it.

The wicked have their own income, it is simply a happy heart.

When Xiaonian’s heart was so happy, he enjoyed listening to the vomiting sound from the bathroom, and the voice seemed to be hollowing out the whole person.

After listening to it for three minutes, Xiao Nian gradually became unable to sit still.

This is the problem of eating her ice cream, how to do it after the fall?

"vomiting"

The voice of Gong Ou came again.

When Xiao Nian frowned, stood up and walked quickly, leaning against the door of the bathroom, a big man who was so tall as Miyau was almost 90 degrees bent in front of the sink, and the faucet was adjusted to the maximum.哗" Release the water.

He vomited repeatedly in the sink, his face was pale and bloodless, braved the cold sweat and pressed his stomach with one hand.

She looked at him and felt uncomfortable for him.

“Are you okay?” Xiao Nian went over and asked.

"Crap is certainly not good to vomit"

Gong Ou vomited and didn't even have the strength to speak.

When Xiao Nian saw him knowing that the situation was not good, he said, "I am going to call the housekeeper and send you to the hospital."

When she turned around and was about to leave, she heard a bang from behind her.

She turned back, and the whole family of Gongao sat on the ground, leaning against the cabinet under the sink, with no blood on her face, and her eyes were not as god-like as usual, all lost.

Such a look, time and small thoughts are familiar again, but when the first thousand years of blindness, the most in the eyes is such confusion.

Being dragged to the memories of those young people, when the mind of Xiao Nian couldn’t help but soften down, he kneeled down beside Gongao. “Come, I will help you.”

"Don't touch me" Gong Ou's hand presses the stomach, the thin lips are slightly open, and the air is weak, "uncomfortable"