Chapter 1736 The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (110)

Bai Weiwei frowned and thought: "Can you go with a hundred good feelings?"

System: "...can't."

That requires too much power, and its handsome face has to shrink.

Bai Weiwei: "I have to live a lifetime?"

System: "Did you not like it for a lifetime?"

In the past, they only spent a month on the Raiders time. In three months, Bai Weiwei was not allowed to spend a lifetime.

Bai Weiwei silently turned over and mourned the pure and beautiful self.

How does she know the time of the Raiders in her life, she can't leave early.

With this in mind, the one-month Raiders time is actually quite good.

At least not for a lifetime of metamorphosis.

She is now looking at the black and black heart.

He is a beast, not a human, shameless.

The system also feels that this time it is too big, it is so laborious to remedy.

It is gentle in the language. "If you don't have a good life, you will be relieved. If he dies, you will be free."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

The system suddenly watched out and said, "The man is coming."

Bai Weiwei immediately blinked, and the quilt hid himself.

The most important thing now is not the good feelings, but let Yu Mo move not to continue the neurosis.

Because the more nerve he is, the harder she is to get out of this place.

This is where the ghosts are everywhere.

The door opened, and Yu Mo moved into a Tang suit to walk in.

In the empty room, there are yellow papers everywhere.

He looked at the curled up, the cat in the quilt of Bai Weiwei, the footsteps paused to resume normal speed.

The room was quiet, no one could come in, and no one could go out.

The spells are all souls.

Because last night he toughly bound her with the soul contract, when she resisted, the soul was very unstable.

He was afraid that she would be unstable in the future.

May make the body bad.

Only then, she was arrested here, and she was given peace of mind with Huangfu paper.

But for her, this is another reason for his morbidity.

Forced, imprisonment is occupied.

Yu Mo moved quietly to the bed, reaching out and gently touching the hair outside her quilt.

She said coldly: "Don't touch me."

Yu Moqian’s action was a meal, but she did not listen to her words, but directly pulled her quilt.

Bai Weiwei refused to look up, clutching the quilt and not giving him.

But her strength was so great that she quickly became a mess, and the blindfolded quilt was also pulled away.

Because of the excessive anger, the girl's skin is full of **** blush, she bites her lip, slender red lips, bites the traces, and can't tell the pitiful and seductive.

Bai Weiwei turned and took a back to him.

"Roll, mad."

When she was in a hurry last night, she said something.

He did not respond, but he slammed her into deeper **** more violently.

Yu Moqian was silent sitting on the edge of the bed. What he coveted was her mottled back. The soft and weak back was bruised and red.

He felt her attitude glaring and stabbing.

The anxiety in my heart did not go quiet as she could not escape.

Instead, there is a deeper sense of greed and hunger that makes him panic.

He suddenly reached out and circled her into his arms, the action was still rude, and the blush that his eyelids extended could not fade.

Yu Moqian can even feel the malicious growth in his body to the point where it cannot be eliminated.

His fingers touched the traces on the feminine back.

A little bit, the lingering force.

Her body was stiff and she finally turned back and her eyes trembled.

"Yu Mo moved, when do you want to shut me down?"

The last one, today is even less, forgive me, good night.

(End of this chapter)