Chapter 977: It doesn't make sense if you die.

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The ninth seventy-seventh chapter is meaningless when you die.
"I have a sense of proportion. You should hurry to paint the picture for me." Wei Weiwei said confidently to Mu Wei.
"Iris, we can't be awkward at the moment." Mu Yan still wants to say something, but Wei Weiwei has already pushed Mu Hao to the desk, and polished the ink to make the portraits.
But Wei Weiwei looked at Mu Xi, a set of postures that you must paint.
Finally, Mu Yu still painted the portrait.
Wei Weiwei looked at the demon of this painting. How do you say it? It’s really beautiful. It’s definitely one of the best in the Three Kingdoms, but the problem is this beauty. At first glance, it’s amazing, but watching After that, I feel that I have lost my own characteristics.
The glamorous women that Fu Chen’s son has seen are countless, and it is so deep that Fu Chen’s son loves it. It’s not enough to rely on beauty alone.
Means and the city are necessary!
Wei Wei's eyelids slammed into the next aim, and the fullness of the screaming, looking down at himself, and then looking at the face with a serious look.. "Mu Wei, do you feel wronged?"
"What is wronged?" Mu Yan looked confused.
"Did you deliberately make the demon's chest painting so full, to stimulate me? And even the ditch has seen it." Wei Weiwei licked his mouth and gasped and looked at Mu Wei.
She always thinks that her own is not very big, but it is also expected, but in the look of the demon, this gap is not too big.
Besides, it is already deep winter, who will wear so little, so big as a lot, this admiration must be deliberately angry with her.
He has expressed his dissatisfaction.
Mu Yan was simply crying and laughing when he was defended by Wei Weiwei. "Do you know where Red Street is? It is similar to the place where the brothel is used. The demon is so worn."
"Then you can paint your face, why do you still draw your chest?" Wei Weiwei is still not happy.
In contrast to other people's portraits, there are a few strokes taken, and when the demon is here, a big close-up of the chest is coming.
"I... This is not a matter of the way. If you are not happy, I will paint it off." Mu Yan is really unintentional. He is completely drawn according to the portrait of the demon.
Wei Weiwei was holding the portrait tightly, and another hand smashed the clothes of Mu Yan, a forceful gesture. "Would you say that you have rejected my chest?"
"It's a lot bigger than the beginning." Mu Yan answered honestly.
"That is to abandon me?" Wei Weiwei was not happy.
At the age of sixteen, the Weiweiwei was not fully developed, and the chest was small, but it was already grown.
"How come? Don't dislike it, don't disappoint it." Mu Yan waved his hand again and watched Wei Weiwei's expression really want to laugh.
"That still shows my little." Wei Weiwei did not care about this before, but if a woman with a full body and a voluptuous standing in front of you, there will definitely be comparison.
The more I care about the Weiwei, the more I want to laugh. The curvature of the lips is very charming, with a hint of pampering. "Is it important to be big and small? Anyway, I like you."
Mu Yan smiled at the face of evil spirits, and then put the palm of his hand gently on the chest of the Weiwei tail, causing the Weiwei tail to flush.
Mu Hao took a whisper in the Weiwei tail ear. "You were quite small when you were sixteen, and now you have grown up." After doing a kneading action.
Let the face of Wei Weiwei be more ruddy, and stretched out his hand and played a few times in Muyu.. "Hate, how do you hate it..."
"Do you hate it? Or do you like it?" Under the candlelight, Mu Xiao's smile and evil spirits, only a few words made the atmosphere become awkward, and the hands were not honestly slipping into the Weiwei tail clothes.
Wei Weiwei shoved a few times, but also by the admiration, followed by Mu Yan's kiss will fall to the face of Wei Wei tail like a rain, Wei Wei tailed body leaned on Mu Yan's body.
Wei Weiwei also knows that this is Mu Yu's fear that the wind has not fulfilled his promise, causing her to forget him again, so she will be intimate with her so frequently.
"What did you study with this sheepskin handkerchief?" Mu Yan released the lips of the Weiwei tail, and the Weiwei tail squatted in the light, and asked Moi warmly.
Mu Yan picked up the sheepskin handkerchief on the table and hugged Wei Weiwei on the bed. He laughed evilly. "We study together."
It took at least two days to wake up according to the sensation of the celestial wound, but by the afternoon of the next day, Cangchu woke up.
His eyes opened and he stood in front of the window and stood in front of the window. The handsome figure, which stands like a green bamboo, reveals a light and noble, but more is the powerful momentum. .
Once that long-haired Yuli, white-winning snow, and the deep-rooted Muyu have never returned.
His eyes are not so clean and pure, there is no dust, no desire!
Now he is full of angular edges, and the lips that are inadvertently evoked are full of meaning.
Cang Chu opened Zhang Gan's white lips, because for a long time no speech, only a single syllable, full of hoarse.
The mousse in front of the window turned and looked at the cang of the bed, then went to the bed of Cangchu, looking proud and indifferent. "Do you want to drink water?"
Cang Chu's pair of beautiful peach eyes looked straight at Mu, opened his mouth and wanted to talk, but his body was really weak, and he recovered a day, his face still very pale.
As long as you open your mouth a little hard, it will twitch your nerves and involve the pain in his abdomen.
"You have a good rest, I let Ning Fen come in and see." Mu Yan turned and walked away.
"Su..." Cangchu said this word with some difficulty. Although it was vague and the voice was very low, Muxi still understood the word clearly.
Mu Yan stopped and hanged down the cold and proud scorpion to see Cangchu, as if waiting for Cangchu to finish.
"Su... child, she...she..." Cang Chu endured the pain in his abdomen and said each word with difficulty.
"I didn't find Suer." Mu Yan said this when he had no expression on his face.
What Cangchu wants to say, he wants to say that the child is not a child, but even if he does not say, Mu Yan can guess that the black man who appeared in the Black Wind Ridge is the person he brought with him?
"The black people who appear in the Black Wind Ridge are your people?" Mu Yan seems to know what Cangchu wants to say. "You may want to take Suer back after taking the safety of Suer." And you could have left at that time, why are you coming back to help me?"
This question seems to be an answer. He came back to help him, and naturally he does not want to die.
"You...dead, it makes no sense?" The pale pale face crossed a smile from his lips. Look at the refreshing to the apex O