Chapter 520: Yeh no worries, are you so lacking men?

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Looking at the lips that the two men put together, the temperature string was burned in a bonfire, and the original amber scorpion turned into a reddish color in an instant.
When I heard the sound, Zhong Liyi immediately alerted Ye Wuwu to get up.
"It's you?"
The bell was frowning and looked at the string with vigilance.
"Let him go."
Looking at the leaves in the arms of Zhong Lie, there is no worries, and Wen’s heart is a sigh, and a pair of fists will almost be crushed.
Leaves no worries, drunk eyes, looking at the temperature string.
"String brother?"
Looking at the handsome face engraved in the deepest part of my heart, Ye Wushou’s heart could not help but sigh.
"come."
The cold voice that suppresses the anger is strong and cannot be rejected.
Subconsciously wanting the past, the strength of the sudden increase in the waist makes him instantly return to God.
Yes, why did he go and he didn't like him.
Not worrying about Ye’s worry, but he still relied on Zhong Li’s arms.
This action is undoubtedly a fuel on the fire.
A teleport, the temperature string directly pulls the leaf into his arms.
There is no trace of pity and jade, the force on the wrist that almost crushes the bones, so that the leaves have no pain and want to cry.
Zhong Lixin was shocked and immediately wanted to pull back the leaves without worry, but Wen Ling would give him a chance to fly him out directly.
"Boom", the clock slammed into the screen, the screen instantly became smashed, and the clock fell heavily to the ground.
"puff......"
The bell slammed a spurt of blood, and the silver gun was instantly red.
Ye Wu wrinkled his eyebrows, his eyes flashed a bit, and his footsteps unconsciously moved forward.
But just stepping forward, the strength on the wrists suddenly increased, and the people fell back to the embrace of anger.
"what......"
Leaves no worries, exhaled, and looked up at the sorrow.
However, Wen Ling did not even give him a look, the red eyes with fire, staring at the bell in front.
The bell slammed into the ground and looked at the black string of warmth and suddenly laughed.
"Why, you don't like it, don't you let others like it?"
Looking at the eyes of the bell from the provocative eyes, the temperature string burst instantly.
"court death."
With a big hand, a string of dazzling white beams flew away toward the clock.
"Be careful!"
Seeing the white light is about to hit the clock, Ye Wu worry anxiously shouted.
The warm string slammed into the ground, and the sputum and sour rushed like a river, and clenched his fists. He looked at the eyes of Zhong Lijun as if he were looking at the dead.
Zhong Li’s reluctance to endure the pain, rolling on the ground, trying to escape the white light beam, but it was too late.
"puff......"
Another blood spout.
Ye Wushou could no longer stand any longer, slamming the hand of Wen Xian, and rushed directly to the side of Zhong Li, and helped him up.
"How? You are fine."
Looking at the pale face of Zhong Lie, the eyes are full of self-blame.
It’s all his fault. If it’s not him, his chord brother won’t fight.
Zhong Li’s heart was warm and he shook his head gently.
Don’t worry, I’m fine.

Here, the two of them are very sentimental, you yell at me, the temperature string is like knocking over the vinegar tank.
Jun's face was so dark that he almost dripped water. The red eyes were bloody, and a teleport was moved to the front of the two people. He raised his right hand and rushed toward the bell.
"Don't..."
Ye Wushou’s face was
small
and white, and he stood in front of Zhong Li’s face without thinking.
The palm of the rapid decline suddenly disappeared, and the scorpion raged again.
"If you want to kill, kill me, let him go." Will leave the clock behind him, and Ye Wushou looked at the string with a reluctant look.
The scorpion moved to the stubborn little face, and a heart hurt like a knife. For a moment, the temperature string felt that breathing became difficult.
Zhong Lijun looked at the petite back of Ye Wuyou, and there was a touch of movement in the middle of the heart. There seemed to be something sprouting in the bottom of my heart.
"Let's go."
Seeing that the temperature string is no longer moving, Ye Wuwei slightly shook his head and shouted at the clock.
The clock flashed lightly from the dawn, and I looked deeply at the eye, and squinted at the temperature string. This was the sleeve and disappeared into the room.
"Boom", at the moment when Zhong Lie disappeared, countless white light rushed in all directions, and the whole room was instantly stepped.
"what sound?"
"what happened?"
"What happened?"
Before everyone ran out of the room, Wenxian noodles squinted and leaves the leaves without worry.
White string porch.
Warm the string and open the door, directly throwing leaves into the bed.
The head fell heavily on the bed, and the leaves wrinkled a small face with pain and pain, and only felt that the head was more dizzy.
Struggling to get up, but slammed down.
"You...what do you want to do?"
Looking at the red blood of the string, the leaves can't help but shake.
"What?"
Wen Ling evil smiled and got together in the leaves of worry, "Since you are so lacking men, then I will fulfill you today."
"Tear off..."
Not waiting for the leaf to worry about the reaction, Wen Ling took off the leafless worrying robe.
"Don't..."
Ye Wushou screamed at the torn robe, panicking his legs, but the next second, his legs were crushed.
"let me go."
Ye Wushao is terrified, and the grievances of tears are spinning in the eyes, and the powder punches are desperately hammering the strings.
But the temperature string is like nothing, a hand that pulls away the leaves without worry, squatting on the top of the head, and then smashing his outer pants.
"what......"
Ye Wushen screamed, but the next second was rudely sealed red lips.
"Ok......"
The bite-like rude kisses came to me, so that the leaves had no worries and wanted to cry.
If you want to struggle, it is a move.
The temperature string is like crazy, completely without the gentle and considerate past, madly biting her lip, her neck, her shoulder...
The fiery palms are also falling.
Finally, Ye Wuzhe couldn’t help it anymore, and he cried out with grievances.
"Bastard..."
Ye Wushou squinted with tears in his eyes, but he didn't dare to see how big he was, the tears in his eyes, and he slipped down without compromising.
The grievances of tears sprang out like spring water, wet the sheets, and wet the warm heart.
The temperature string body is stiff, and all the movements stop instantly.
Looking at the falling tears, my heart hurts and I will suffocate. The strength of the strong pressure is also relaxed at this moment.
"Huangfu Wenxian, I hate you, I hate you..."
Ye wowlessly pushed the warm string away, trembling and curling into a ball, but after leaving it for a second, he was pulled back into his arms by the warm string.
"Do not hate me, don't allow me to hate me, and don't like others."
Wen string tightly holding the leaves without worry, he declared in his ear.
He didn't want to see that he liked others and didn't want to.
He didn't know that he had just seen them kissing, how awkward he was, and he was crazy.
Listening to the requirements of the warm string hegemony, Ye Wu wor immediately stopped crying, screaming at him with tears and dissatisfaction.
"You don't like me, why don't you like me?"
The convulsions are full of grievances, as well as his grievances. "I said no, I can't do it. You can only like me. I don't like others in my life."
After he said overbearingly, the warm string hangs down and kisses the teardrops of the leaves of the worries, then squats down and kisses the red lips.
The overbearing and gentle kiss makes the leaves worry-free.
What does he mean? Why is it so terrible for a while, and so gentle for a while?
After all, it was impossible to resist the gentle entanglement, and Ye Wuyi slowly closed his eyes.
The crystal tears slide down the corner of the eye, disappearing into the hair.
After a cup of tea, Wen string gasped and looked at the little man who was already asleep in his arms, and his lips twitched with a bitter smile.
I can fall asleep at this time, and it seems that his charm is not enough.
Strong pressure on the desires of the heart, the temperature string pulled the quilt carefully to help him cover.
Looking at Ye Xiaoyou's small face with tears, red, swollen and lips, the warm string of eyes flashed deep self-blame and distress.
Take out the ointment and rub it bit by bit.
Looking at the circle of his wrist with a bruised blue, the temperature of the string is a glimpse.
He is really damn, what did he do...
I smothered the brocade of the circle, slid down the temperature string, and put the leaves into my arms.
He figured it out, he didn't want to escape any more. It was better to be brave enough to fall into the abyss than to suffer from such two people.
Regardless of whether it is a knife mountain or a sea of ​​fire, as long as he can be with no worries, he is willing to go.
He believes that Yan and Niang will support him. As for the aunt and the aunt, he will ask for it. Even if the front is dark, he will stick to it if he is not worried.
The famous mountain villas are thousands of miles away from Yucheng.
"Zhuangzhu."
Looking at a blood loss, the bell of the bell slammed, and the family guarding the door immediately screamed.
Supported to the famous mountain village, Zhong Lijun could not help but fall to the ground.
The family was shocked and immediately rushed into the inner court.
"Come on, come to Liu Dafu, the owner has an accident."
The clock fell and the famous mountain village was up and down.
"Cousin."
Miss Xiao Xiao, who was rushed to the table, looked at the pale bell on the bed, and her heart screamed.
"Mr. Liu, how is his cousin?"
Liu Dafu frowned and gently put down the wrist of the bell.
"The internal injury of the owner is extremely heavy. If it is not the designer's chest with a protective mirror, this time it is afraid that it will be less fierce."
"what?"
Tang Xiaoxiao frowned, and his eyes flashed a shock.
The cousin's repair is not bad, even if it is in the master city of Yuncheng, it is also ranked number, in the end, who can actually make his cousin like this.
"Cousin, he will not be in danger of life."
Dr. Liu shook his head. "Life is not dangerous, but I am afraid that I will not get out of bed these few months."
Internal injuries are no more than traumatic, so you need to be well rested.
Tang Xiaoxiao nodded and waved his hand. "You should go down and help the cousin to prescribe medicine."
"Yes."
Dr. Liu picked up the medicine box and stepped back.
Sending a waiter, Tang Xiaoxiao sat next to Zhong Lijun.
It seems that Zhong Lijun is doing a nightmare, and the amount of cold sweat is constantly on the forehead.
"Cousin."
Tang Xiaoxiao frowned, while whispering the bell to the shackles, while taking the scorpion to sweat for him.
"No worries..."
Zhong Lijun whispered unconsciously.
"No worries go..."
In the dream, Zhong Lijun saw that he was being bullied by Wen Xian. He wanted to save, but he couldn’t get through it. He could only get a cold sweat beside him.
No worries?
Tang Xiaoxiao’s glimpse of light, the charming scorpion was dangerously picked up.
Who is worry free?