The little witch closed her eyes when she finished speaking.

Gao Leng shook his head speechlessly, walked over gently, and covered her with a quilt. Then he walked to the door of the cabinet and wanted to close the door. Suddenly, his face became very solemn.

Just now the little witch was nesting in the cabinet, Gao Leng didn’t pay attention. Now, at first glance, the place where the little witch was nested was a lot of blood stains, a thick layer, you can see that it is wet and dry, and again. After a layer, a thick blood stain formed under the layers.

Suddenly, some blurry pictures appeared before his eyes.

She seemed to see the figure of a very vague girl in the cabinet holding the quilt beside her, her head sweating and she was shaking with pain. She rubbed her small face against the quilt, and the blue veins on her hands were especially protruding with the white skin. She grabbed the quilt tightly with her hands, gritted her teeth and endured the pain.

Suddenly, her mouth moved, as if she was saying something.

But the high cooling can't hear it.

The picture disappeared from the front, as if watching a silent movie, but the image was extremely blurred.

The person in the picture should be the little witch, because the fuzzy image also has a fluffy but broken tail, which is too obvious.

How is this going? Hallucinations?

Gao Leng was a little surprised. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes. He squatted down and took a piece of clothing from the side to wipe the blood stains. After touching the blood stains with his hands, the picture whizzed out again.

The exact same scene, the same fuzzy and silent.

It was the scene where the little witch was here, Gao Leng made a judgment, and his heart seemed to be drawn by someone with a knife.

Forever, I can't let her suffer such an injury, Gao Leng meditated in his heart, and suddenly threw the **** clothes on the ground.

"What's the matter?" The little witch's voice came from behind, regaining the crispness and vitality of the past, Gao Leng suppressed the haze in her heart, smiled and turned her head and asked softly: "It's all right so soon? This too old is really amazing. ."

The little witch stretched her waist, looked down at the dirty blood on her leg, frowned slightly, and disappeared.

Then, in the bathroom, I heard the sound of splashing water and her happily humming.

Gao Leng couldn't help but smiled. She returned to her former body again, which made him very happy, and he turned his head.

The door of the bathroom was not closed, and there was water vapor in the bathroom. In the water vapor, the little witch Jiaoqi's body was extremely cute.

I remember that the little witch had just arrived in Gao Leng. When she took a bath in the bathroom for the first time, Gao Leng felt afraid and speechless, afraid of her ability to crush herself, speechless, her shameless behavior.

After all, the beauties who watched on TV are like bathing in hazy water vapor, charmingly washing jade lotus root-like hands, with petals and fragrance, and long, smooth black hair with water.

But the little witch is completely different.

Even if a girl takes a bath without closing the bathroom door, she suddenly lifts one leg to the wall to form a horse, and she stabs her hands to wash the most important places. Forget it, I also put on a pile of shower gel and rubbed it hard to blow up the pile of shower bubbles.

It's incredible.

But now, Gao Leng saw the little witch in the bathroom like this, but he only thought it was cute, and there was deep fear in his heart.

The only little witch of this family. If she is gone, no one will take a bath like this in the room again.

"You're gone, bad guys live long, I, live a hundred years!" The little witch who was taking a bath sensed the fluctuations in Gao Leng's heart, and from the bathroom she thought she was very domineering.

Gao sneered, turned and walked out, walked into the kitchen, took out the food and started cooking.

She is still in good shape, but with a flat belly, she will probably be hungry, and she will have to get some food, he thought.

A few minutes later, there was a crackling sound of cooking fumes in the kitchen. Although Gao Leng was a man, he came from a farm when he was not reborn. It was hard for him to cook, but it didn't taste so good. After busying for a while, a bowl of noodles came out. He was holding the bowl, and as soon as he walked out of the kitchen door, he saw the little witch walking out of the bedroom wearing his shirt.

The woman is bare-legged, wearing a man's large shirt, and she has an indescribable femininity. Of course, she has a good face, a good figure, and she must have beautiful long hair, and there will be a burst of feminine fragrance.

perfect.

Little Witch has all these three points, and they all possess high standards.

With a rugged figure, snow-white skin and an impeccable look, his hair is refreshing with a special fragrance that humans do not have.

The little witch leaned against the door frame, under the gentle light of the living room, her beautiful legs were as white as fat, and the buttons on her chest were only buttoned up. What was looming was her softest turbulent place.

She looked at Gao Leng with a sweet smile, and the whole air was filled with the charm of a woman.

Be thrilled.

Gao Leng opened his mouth slightly, looked at the little witch, and listened to the drumbeat in his heart. This heartbeat is different from the sudden heartbeat when I saw Murong Yuyan. In this heartbeat, there is a strong desire to possess.

Roaring in, just waiting to flourish.

Unfortunately, before she finished moving, the quiet face of the little witch suddenly resembled a face change, and a strange spirit was revealed in an instant.

Shoo, hoo, a few noises.

She saw a few forward somersaults called a strong man, who turned to Gao Leng like the Monkey King. Before he could react, she heard the sound of sucking noodles.

Only four seconds? Still five seconds? In short, in less than six seconds, a large bowl of noodles disappeared instantly and entered her small, rhythmic mouth.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha, delicious.

Gao Leng was stunned, blinked, and looked down at the large bowl of noodles in his hand. The noodles that he planned to eat separately disappeared in an instant, leaving only a bowl of soup.

Gulugulugulu, great.

The little witch raised the bowl, and the soup poured in her belly.

Happily, the bowl was thrown behind Gao Leng by the little witch. With a crisp sound, Gao Leng only felt a sinking, and the little witch had already sat cross-legged on his waist.

"Give me treatment." She stretched out her hand and pointed to the big bed in the bedroom. In the end, I was full of food and drink, and he was very aggressive when speaking.

"Are you feeling better? Tai Sui should be very useful." Gao Leng looked at her with some worry, and saw that although her complexion was good, but her face was always a little tired, his hand subconsciously touched her buttocks.

The little witch's **** moved, obviously, it still hurts there.

"It doesn't feel good." The little witch pursed her mouth and blinked her eyes and said, "The doctor said, I want to get an injection."

"Injection?"

"Yes, an injection." The little witch raised her eyebrows ambiguously: "A shot of yogurt, the doctor said, if you don't, I will die."

It seems to be true.

It's really a unique treatment.

Gao Leng was speechless for a while, and suddenly, his body vacated and flew into the bedroom with the little witch.