Chapter 420: These little goblins

I saw that when Mokhan saw the dancer sitting in his arms, he did not push it away.
Instead, he reached out and took the grape wine from the dance, and drank it gently.
The narrow, deep black scorpion fell straight on the dancer sitting on him. The dancer who looked straight was blushing and shy.
"Wang Ye..."
The dance is open, and the sound is even more delicate.
Mixed with the accent of Saigon, let people listen, don't have a charm.
Such a shy and glamorous woman, the voice of a delicate drop, the normal man will see, will be heart-warming.
The night of the cold winter heard, first of all, gazing at the dance in the arms.
Goodbye, the dancers in the arms are bowed and full of shyness. They can't help but stretch out the slender fingers and gently pick up the chin of the dancer. Then carefully look at the appearance of the dancer.
The night was smothered by the night, and the fascinating face of the dancer was all red.
Looking at the cold eyes of the night, it is even more shy.
"Wang Ye..."
The dance is open and the sound is delicate.
The exquisite makeup, shy appearance, mixed with a charming gesture, really live, color, raw, incense!
If you change to other men, you can't hold it anymore.
However, goodbye to the arms is full of shyness to look at his dance Ji, night in the cold brain, and then, and that night, the dream of that night...
In the dream, the little man, the double-eyed water, the charming appearance.
Wufa is like water, and his clothes are thin, which is even more so that he looks more and more beautiful.
And the little man was sleeping in the dream, the squeaky voice, letting people listen, only the bones must be crisp...
The more I think, the more mysterious in the night.
I only feel that the blood on my body is starting to boil.
Even with that, the narrow black scorpion is even more afflicted with a dark desire that he does not know...
In this regard, the night ink is unaware of it.
However, the Saigon ambassador who sat on the side saw this, but he was relieved with a peace of mind.
After all, everyone at the same time, the man, the dark desires in the night, the eyes of the people, they know what is going on.
Ever since, the messengers of the Saigon State have found an excuse to say goodbye.
Those dancers, naturally, stayed.
After the messengers of the Saigon State left, there were only the dancers in the entire hall, and there was no trace of the wind, the night was cold and the wine was soaked.
Looking at the dancers who are still sitting in the arms of the night, the other dancers are vying to be around the night.
Alcoholic alcoholism, peeling grapes, peeling grapes, lame legs, and snoring.
Beauty is like jade, so treated, it’s really awkward!
Sitting on the side of the wind, there is no trace of this, but the mouth is full of laughter.
Immediately, first pick up the white jade jug and open your mouth and take a sip.
"Well, this grape wine is really good!"
After the wind did not trace the words, it was like thinking of something, and the eagle-filled eagle was falling straight on the night.
A red lips hooked up and immediately smiled.
"Oh, cold, when did you open it!? In the past, you are not always close to female color!? It’s all twenty, there is no woman around, I think you like a man!

The wind has no openings, and laughs.
After listening to the wind without a trace, the night smog only gently rubbed the red lips, did not speak.
In this regard, the wind has no trace but does not mind.
I just went to drink myself.
After all, now, for him, nothing is more important than drinking.
And the night of the cold, it is sitting there, enjoying the treatment of beautiful women.
Looking at the dancers who are constantly sipping for the night, smashing their backs, throwing their eyebrows, and arrogantly, the heart of the wine, somehow, a bit of sourness, is constantly rolling in the heart. .
Although, Su wine wine feels that the night is cold, now, it is deliberately acting, and it is necessary to show the wind without a trace.
Just, watching the dancers who are dressed and exposed to the glamorous, continue to circle around the night.
The snoring of Yan language, throwing eyebrows, and some even more daring, actually reached out and touched the strong chest in the night of the cold...
Seeing this, Su Liquor only felt the sigh of the heart, a raging anger, and went straight from the bottom of my heart.
If it is ok, she really wants to throw these little fairies as garbage one by one!
damn it!
I am mad at her!
The more I think, the more angry Su wine is.
The dark little face, at this moment, is like stepping on a stool, and the haze is endless.
Even with that, the small body board, even more angry, shivered.
There is no trace of the wind sitting there, I don’t know the heart of the wine.
At this moment, he measured the amount of white jade jug in his hand and found the wine. He immediately spoke and said to the wine.
"Small wine, then those wines come!"
The so-called wine wine, which was originally raging, was immediately shocked when he heard the wind without traces.
First, it suppressed the anger of the heart, then turned and brought back a bottle of grape wine, and went to the wind without traces.
However, although the wine of Sue is walking toward the wind without a trace, the gaze of anger is not falling on the night of the night.
Looking at the dancers, the action is more and more bold, and constantly stretch out the claws, in the night of the cold, do all kinds of sultry gestures.
"Wang Ye, the slave family peeled the grapes for you, sweet and very embarrassing..."
"Wang Ye, the slave family gave you a grape wine, you taste it..."
"Wang Ye, the strength of the slave family is OK?? Is Wang Ye comfortable??"
"Wang Ye..."
Listening to the sound of the sound, the soda wine only felt that the goose bumps on the body had all stood up.
I don't understand, it's not good to talk! ?
Why do you want to say so delicate! ?
Not all the people who listen to the goose bumps are up.
No, men like women to talk in such a sweet voice! ?
Thinking of this, the brows of Su wine are even more wrinkled together.
My heart is doubtful and angry.
Therefore, Su wine did not notice the stool placed in front of her...
Because, the attention of the sake wine, all fell on the body of the night cold.
So, the tragedy happened -
Su wine only felt ‘Peng’, and then, a strong tingling, spread quickly from the knee.
With the strong pain in the knee, the wine is too late to think about the other, and the red lips are open, and I can't help but exclaim.
Then, the whole body lost its balance, and then he rushed to the ground in front of him...
Time seems to be still at this moment.