Come to Douluo, you're not a scumbag

It is the same morning.

Dai Mu did not sleep in the room. Yesterday he still didn't look at the little girl, only a person.

Tang San is quietly cultivated in his own room, the knee is standing, and the violets are flashing, the rays are big, and they will slowly return to the gods, and the face is a mild smile.

, Single dog.

Oscar is holding the quilt and thinks that he is a single dog, silently envying the Tang Dust of the right to hold the right.

"It's evil, one is a beautiful woman, and I can only face the five girls."

Ma Hongjun was painful.

"It's evil."

Of course, this group of people will soon be paired by Zhao's unpredictable thing to make special training.

"Squad."

Everyone is hobbies, because everyone thinks it is opposite Zhao's unpredictable, and I can't help but feel the sad reminder.

Going to hunting souls, you have to be abused, no humanity.

And our protagonist.

Tang Mu was quietly holding a soft and soft body.

Soft silver long hair is lingering is a charming aroma.

Tang Mu dust ** with his own chest, covering a white quilt, next to a beautiful beauty, thinking is that no matter who seeing this situation, it will think of the two people.

It can be actually, the amount, the two people have not done the child, but it is almost almost.

Yesterday, Tang Mu still felt the feelings of floating.

Have to say, the tips and techniques under the Hall of the Tonglong, are still very good.

Tang Mu dust allowed her to rely on her wrist, and another hand keeps touching her long hair.

He always likes this action, because this move will make him a so-called sense of accomplishment and feel.

Just like it is, everything is grasped in your hand.

Now, touch the head of Miss Yinlong, he can deeply feel that Miss Yinlong Wang is now in his arms.

Everything is not a dream.

"Ok?"

Xu is a movement awakened her.

The eyelashes bend, and gently trembled.

The purple is filled, and it is the calm silver Long King.

Tang Dust smile, can still stop the action of the head.

"Ok?"

She was confused to shoot his hand, "Don't touch it, the hair is chaotic."

"Good guy, murder me."

Although she was awake, but the confusion in the eyes and the dissatisfaction of her head is to touch her head.

It is a very cute beauty painting.

"alright."

"I apologize I apologize."

"Who told your head to touch it so comfortable."

Tang Mu Chen praise.

"really?"

Her face is somewhat fainting.

"Since you boast me, then I will forgive your behavior this time."

"Hey, don't be so cute, it is good."

"I don't know how to be proud of it is the sentence."

"The effect on your body is even more."

"I can't stand the picture of you."

A short a few seconds.

Tang Mu dust has so many ideas.

The face has a touch of hot, and he knows that it should be his own blush.

So, in order to cover up, he got a gently kissed her earlobe.

I don't consciously reach out the tongue.

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It's hard to imagine that the noble and charming, Miss Yinlong Wang will send such a cute voice.

Tang Mu Chen said that his shameful stone is more.

He seems to have come back to God, and his face is fainted.

Water is ivful.

Tightly opposed the scorpion and Tang Dust.

It seems that they will kiss them.

The reality actually happened so, she closed her scorpion, a pair of exquisite little ears slightly ruddy, seems to be invisible.

The eyelashes are slightly towering, like representative owners.

Just kissing the lips is about to kiss.

The cough is broken.

Tang Mu dust suddenly turned back, the heart took a flame, this kind of thing is you can see?

See me ... .

It is your own edge.

Miss Ning Rong and Miss Zhu Ziqing.

Just issued a cough, it is our homo cat comrade.

Her voice is the meaning of tips. She is actually dissatisfied with this matter, and she knows that she is a bit of fire.

However, she is not the focus, the focus is another Ning Rong Rong, which is already angry.

Zhu Zhuqing can hear her words around her.

"Stealing the cat."

"hateful."

"Do you know that the soul is like this?"

Her discourse is very low. It is a bit nervous that Zhu Ziqing has heard it.

After all, she always thought that she was a stealing cat, suddenly heard that she called a sentence, will definitely panic.

Tang Muzhen has begun to feel some little panic, because Ning Rong Rong's scorpion is full of angry flames, if her hand is with a weapon, for example, Tang Mu dust is more panicked.

Still, then you have panicked.

He is very calm, "Okay, I want to get up to wash."

"Now there is no clothes on the whole body."

Use this trick to give the yellow flower girlfriend to the stem, she will be shy.

However, if this will be such a state, if the two are lying in the bed, it will stop immediately.

Will be willing.

So, Tang Dust, thank you, but she is surprised by you, or you are afraid that I don't know how to die.

With this reason, Tang Mu is tone.

Then get up, ready to wash.

Behind the sound of Guyuea.

"If you want to open the country, it is not so simple."

"My husband, you still have to work hard."

"Ok?"

Is it wrong?

Tang Muzhen seems to hear someone called his husband's voice.

"Cough, tell the truth, a bit **."

Tang Dust turned back, looked at this beautiful beauty, he hesitated: "I didn't hear it, can I say it again?"

"The answer is, no."

Her face blooms a beautiful smile, just like the flowers bloom, and the hundred flowers are beautiful.

"Ah, it is really unfortunate."

Tang Mu Chen took a regret of the expression, turned his head, but it could be fast.

"La la la."

"I am a small hipster who sells newspapers ... Today's people are really happy."

Tang Mu Chen is filled in the room.

Quietly lying in the bed in the bed, the laughter is gratifying.

Just just the ideology, there is not so much shy, only a faint happiness.

They are together, can be together very short.

She felt very happy.

Two people are happy with happiness.

One of her, always dreams of terrible sights, the destruction of the dragon.

However, in his arms, it can sleep a feeling.

Perhaps, it is not a man, but it can make yourself, but even love.

Everything is water to the stream.

She sometimes thinks: "Thanks to him inherited the power of the second generation of Jinlong Wang."