Anyway, everyone is a woman, and there is nothing to avoid.

Xiao Yu walked through the shackles, went behind the screen, saw the arms unfolding, and the slaves on the tub, she almost thought that she saw the evil spirits...

"Slavery..."

Xiao Yu swallowed the swallow, and the slaves in the tub closed their eyes. The long, thick feathers were stained with water vapor, drooping, and cast a shadow under the eyes. The face of the slave is covered with fine water droplets, revealing a thin red, which is good-looking, especially the lip, as if the cherry blossoms ripen after the rain, exudes a seductive taste and color, making people pick.

Demon! Demon!

Tick!

Slave's slender fingers, dripping crystal water drops, swaying round and round ripples in the tub.

Xiao Yu couldn't bear to wake up the beauty in the tub. She looked down and looked like a layer of tulle, covering the skin of the slaves like a jade, when Xiao Yu's eyes moved to the slave's chest.

The long and thick feathers of the slaves suddenly opened, and the pair of scarlet scars that had not faded out shot the bloodthirsty darkness. The person who appeared in front of him was Xiao Yu. He frowned, the bloodthirsty disappeared, and the palm took a shot. The water in the tub.

The fried water fan fascinated Xiao Yan's eyes. Xiao Yu closed his eyes uncomfortably and opened again. The slave was wrapped in a red robe and stood in front of her with bare feet.

"Miss, what happened to the slaves so late?"

The voice of the slave is a bit low and dumb.

Xiao Xiao’s face was reddish, almost, she saw the slave’s chest... Xiuyu Yufeng... It’s a little worse, it’s a pity!

Xiao Yu looked up, and his eyes fell on the sharp-pointed jade fingers of the slaves on his chest. The white eyes looked good, so beautiful!

Xiao Yu saw the red robe of the slave, flat and flat, and sighed in the heart. I didn’t expect the slave to grow so beautiful, but it was a princess. It’s no wonder that she didn’t see Yufeng just now, it’s too small...

"Miss."

When the slave saw Xiao Xiao staring at his chest, he called again.

Xiao Yu returned to God, removed her sight, and fell on her enchanting enchanting face, a blue silk, slightly wet after the red robe, the two peach blossoms, in the middle of the shackles, like two jars of intoxicating wine, exudes mellow The charm.

The slaves only show their gentle eyes when they are Xiao Yu.

If you are not in front of him, Xiao Yu, the peach blossoms are now fading... I am afraid of bloodthirsty murder.

"Nu, do you have a fight here?"

"Miss, where are you injured?"

The slave didn't know where to change a red ribbon, tied at the waist, he bent down, and Taohuatan swept on her.

"I fell and fell hurt."

Xiao Yu will not be stupid enough to tell the slaves about the fact that Feng Lingran hit her ass. She also doesn't want to be a slave to find Feng Lingran's troubles.

"Is it a fall?" The slave looked suspiciously at Xiao Yu: "Where did you fall?"

The slave's pointed fingers put Xiao Yu into his arms and seemed to check her injuries.

A faint medicinal fragrance floated into Xiao Yu’s nose. She took a few mouthfuls and felt very comfortable.

"Slaves, the smell on your body is good."

"Miss like?" The slave smiled, and the face of the evil charm, this laugh is even more sorrowful.

Xiao Yu nodded heavily and looked at the face of the slave. He asked, "Sir, what is on your body? Why is it so good? And after smelling it, it feels very comfortable."

"Before the birth of the lady, the slaves will eat a lot of spirit grass every day. The taste of the slaves will help the young lady's cultivation." The taste of his body is only distributed for her.

Xiao Yu suddenly had a distressed slave, this enchanting woman, is it for her lady?

"Slaves, you can live for yourself." The slaves should have their own lives. Miss is not the whole life of slaves.

"Why did the lady say this? Is it because the slaves do not do well?"

"No, you are very good, I just think that you are so bitter."

"How come? As long as the lady is alive, the slave will live well." The slave’s eyes fell on Xiao Yu’s body again: "Miss, where did you fall? The slave gave you medicine."

Xiao Yu grabbed his **** with both hands and hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, I just need to take medicine myself."

The slave’s eyes fell on her ass, and the evil charm smiled: “Missing shy? Can the slaves cover their eyes?”

In the hands of the slaves, a red silk was changed, and the strips were stretched. He covered the peach blossoms and tied them behind his head.

Xiao Xiaoxiao took the red silk from his hand and confronted him with the doubtful twilight. He shook his head and said, "I really don't need it. I can solve this little thing with medicine. I can solve it myself."

Xiao Yu took the medicine back to the room, took off her pants, gave her medicine on her ass, and lay down on the bed.

This medicine has a magical effect. One night, Xiao Yu turned over and the **** was no longer painful. Q8zc

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The so-called election is to put down the platform at the entrance of the Ling Palace, and the high-profile one is attached to the "competition."

Yes, it’s not a marriage, it’s a marriage, or a match.

In other words, the entire "Kyushu Lingyou" men can come to participate in the contest.

The slaves did this, but they were not able to find Nangong and Feng Lingran, and they wanted to borrow the "competition" to give these two people some pain.

It’s very uncomfortable to hear this kind of thing in the dark night and Wan Yuyu.

They ran to find Xiao Yu.

"Little fox, this son told you! You are going to let the slaves withdraw the collapse of the door. Isn't it a waste of time for her to do this?" Wan Yuyu.

"The temple is not good, Xiao girl, if you have a little conscience, you should not let the slaves do anything." Dark night.

Xiao Yu’s eyes flashed sneer, these two people, one for Feng Lingran, one for Nangong Temple, but someone for her?

They know that she is not a slave girl, but she still stays in the spiritual palace, waiting for the emergence of treasures. Some people have thought that once the slave found that she was a fake lady, she would be furious and threaten her life.

Maybe her life is in their eyes, it is nothing at all.

"Feng Lingran and Nangong Temple want treasures, and they should pay a little price."

Since you are going to hell, let's join everyone! The slaves will not let her go, nor will they let go of the two treasures of Nangong and Feng Lingran.

"you……"

Wan Yuyu and the dark night air knot, but can not let Xiao Yu how.

"His Royal Highness really shouldn’t save you this wolf."

Suddenly.

A cup of tea went to the dark night, and he turned his head. The teacup smashed on the ground next to his cheek and broke into pieces.

Xiao Yu left the chair, stood in front of the dark night, raised his face, and his dark eyes were cold: "The night, this is the last time I have tolerated you to let me down. If there is another time, you will be like that broken. cup."

The night of the night was slightly shocked, and suddenly I found out that this little girl in front of me had a fascinating momentum.

"Okay, it’s good."

Outside the door, when the slaves' applause sounded, he walked into the door, and when the peach blossoms swept through the dark night, they flashed the bloodthirsty darkness, and fell to Xiao Yu's delicate face, which became milder.

"Miss, if these dogs dare to come to you, don't be polite with them, kill them directly."

In the dark night, Wan Yuyu was shackled into a "dog" by a slave. His face was blue and white, and his fingers creaked.

"What? You want to do it with me?" The slave said with a mockery: "You two are not afraid to die together."

In the dark night and Wan Yuyu, the slaves are still not in the eye.

"This son does not care about this dead person."

When Wan Yuyu finished, he turned and left. He and the slaves started. Unless he was crazy, the slave was a dead monster. He was a flesh-and-blood person. Don’t say that he couldn’t beat the monster. What does a dead person mean?

The dark night also turned and left, and I have to say that the dark night and Wan Yuyu still have some consensus in some aspects.

The slaves reached out and held Xiao Yu in their arms, and the medicine scented into the nose of Xiao Yu. This time, unlike the past, the slaves had a little temperature.

"Two useless wastes." The slaves faced Xiao Yu and smiled softly: "The lady grew up!"

Xiao Yu took a few mouthfuls of medicine on his body and giggled: "That is, although I am small, I can't be bullied all the time. I also have time to bully people."

The smile on the face of the slave is deeper, and the peach blossoms flow slightly: "My lady can bully, but can't be bullied. If not, the slave will be uncomfortable."

"For the sake of slavery, I will not be uncomfortable in the future. I will still bully others in the future."

"it is good."

"Sir, it’s weird! Before, your body was cold and cold, how is your body hot today?"

"Miss like a slave, is it cool? Or is it hot?"

"The slaves have the heat and the individual. I like the slaves." Xiao Yan said with a smile, as if he thought of something, he said: "But the slaves have long been in the coffin, as usual, the slaves are not It should be hot. Slave, you tell me, what method did you use to heat your body? Do you do harm to your body?"

The slaves are worried about Xiaoyu’s eyes and smile more tenderly.

"Did the lady forget last night?"

Xiao Yu frowned, thinking that the slaves were soaked in the tub last night, is it because the hot water, the slave's body will become hot?

"Are you taking a bath again?"

The slave smiled and nodded: "Miss is really smart."

"Slaves, you don't have to do so much for me. Your body is cold. You soak, I am afraid it will be harmful to your health."

"Miss, I have to worry, I am because I have a cold body in the coffin for a long time. The multi-bubble hot water will drive out the cold in the body, become a normal person, and help the young lady. Is it not the best of both worlds?"

"Is that right?"

"if not?"

Xiao Yu saw the nature of the slaves laughing, and the twilight looked at her very happy. Xiao Yu was still a little worried. Although the real lady of the slave is not her, maybe the slave knows the truth will kill her, but in front of this demon The woman is the stupidest and most loyal woman she has ever seen, and she still does not want slaves to be hurt.

"Slavery, no matter what the future, I hope... you can live for yourself..."

The slave looked at Xiao Yan’s serious expression, and the clear eyes, like the two springs, touched the heart that he had died for a long time...