Chapter 618: court death!

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And that is the cold and waveless look of Moya, when the Shangguan pity pounced on him, he moved away with ease.
"Hey!"
The Shangguan pitifully pounced a dog's mud.
She suddenly had a pair of pears with rain, Xuanran bathed in a small appearance, grievances, "Junzi Ya, how do you feel so sad, pity only really love you..."
Jimo's hands clasped his chest, his lips glazed with a radiance, and the stars flashed in the ink, and looked at her eyes, with a few ironic smiles. "So I want to climb the bed of this son." Is there any reason?"
Anyone who admires him will climb into his bed. Then he does not need to practice. It is enough to deal with these shameless women every day.
This woman used to think of a sad face, but also hated her for a few points.
The Shangguan pity was tempted by his seemingly gentle smile. Sadly, he said, "The woman who wants to be a son of pity and pity, seems to be a prostitute at home, but the mother died early, not pet, only the son. Ya can save pity..."
That is how she talks, she still does not forget to continue to seduce that ink.
She is half-covering , where the waves are turbulent, not smaller than the illusion, even bigger.
Deliberately half-sided, it is convenient for the ink to sweep all.
It is a pity that the end of the ink is innocent, there is no change at all, and it is still light and noble like a fairy.
"Being my woman, you are not qualified."
The scent of Shangguan pity has been released to the maximum extent, but still can not cause the interest of Jimo, her eyes turned, and suddenly, her surroundings were filled with a layer of smoke.
In the middle of the battle, her facial features changed.
The pointed chin, the wet big eyes, turned into a goose egg face, and the smart and arrogant, the beautiful phoenix eyes, the petite little nose...
It’s a fascinating look!
The look of the illusion, the extremely exposed dress, the same hazy mountain on the chest...
At the end of the ink, the eyes were stunned, and the eyes seemed to sink, and the breath could not be arbitrarily disturbed.
"Zongzi Ya..." The people on the ground are very gasping, waiting for Jimo to help her.
Even the sounds are imitated to the seven or eight.
A pair of cold and lonely scorpions of Moya, gradually getting hot.
He went forward, step by step...
The Shangguan pity on the ground is like a peach blossom, and the heart is happy, it has an effect!
It works!
The son of the son is coming to her, the closer he is, the more he can feel his hurried breath. It turns out that he likes this woman to this point. Is there only a male reaction to her?
Then use her in the first place, sleep with him and then, then, with the power of the family, slowly, when he does not accept her as a beggar, no.
How are Shang Qiuyan's repairs higher than her? How is it smarter than her? When she climbed the bed of Gongzi Ya, she was a woman who was more advanced than her son.
Just as the Shangguan pity and infinite reverie, she felt her body picked up like a straw, threw it out and ran into a big trunk.
"court death!"
Two cold words floated into her ears.
This fall, she spent a lot of effort, the image of the illusion of the illusion turned out, and changed back to the original.
She couldn't even say a word for mercy, and a blood spit out, and people were directly stunned.
Jimo wiped his hands and relaxed voices. "It turned out to be a demon person, or a fox!"