Devouring The Heavens
437 Thousand Spirits (38)
"I don't care, anyway, you must hand over the supernatural powers, otherwise, continue to laugh." Xuanyuan grasped Master Ankle's ankle in one hand and clicked on Master An's foot.
The tears of Shi Yingjing shone down, but her face was smiling again, and she was really crying and laughing, and the two men stood for six hours.
"Master Xuanyuan, you just let me go. I really can't give you magical powers." Shimao laughed and cried.
Xuanyuan smiled and said:
"It doesn't matter, there is time..."
In this way, crying and laughing, for a full day and night, Shimao was able to persevere, and Xuanyuan also had enough patience.
Just as both men were fighting this protracted battle, suddenly a confused voice came out.
"Brother Xuanyuan, what are you doing to this sister, she seems very happy."
Xuanyuan turned his head and saw Xiao Moxiu barefooted, sitting on the ground, with a pair of bright eyes looking at Xuanyuan and Shihu, who were extremely ambiguous at the moment.
Xuanyuan was not a little embarrassed and laughed:
"Xiao Mochou, you wake up, we are doing very happy things."
Shi Wu's white and clean face was so shameful that she was red on her neck. Unconsciously, she gave a speechless temptation. Shi Jia's delicate body shivered nonstop, the pair on her chest Full and trembling non-stop, Xuanyuan had always had the urge to nosebleed.
"Xiao Mochou, let your big brother Xuanyuan let me go, he is bullying me." Shimao asked Xiaomochou for help.
Xiao Mochou nodded his head. He was really responsive, facing Xuanyuan with a small face, saying:
"Brother Xuanyuan, let this sister go, Xiao Mo is so hungry and wants to eat."
Xuanyuan was very helpless. He could only stop his hand immediately, shrugged his shoulders, there was no other way.
"Okay, Xiao Mochou, please wait here first. Big brother goes fishing for you!"
Chapter 140—Soft and Hard
A curl of cooking smoke rose from this small island in the middle of the vast sea.
Along with a fragrant breath, the wooden thorn in Xuanyuan's hands penetrated through a large fish, roasted into a golden golden, overflowing with oil and juice, only to see its color, smell its fragrance, it is a rare delicious.
Xiao Mochou flashed a pair of bright, bright eyes, and the corners of his mouth had already shed saliva.
"Little greedy cat, wait a bit longer, you can eat it." Xuanyuan chuckled, making these game but his housekeeping skills, no wonder Xiao Mochou can not resist the temptation of Xuanyuan's craftsmanship.
Master Shi looked at the picture in front of him, and there was a kind of unspeakable review in his heart. The Xuanyuan in front of him made him love and hate.
Love is that he can feel so warm.
Hate is that when he is hateful, he is also hateful enough.
"Xiao Mochou, not a greedy cat, such a delicious fish, Aunt Mei must like to eat..." At this point, Xiao Mochou seemed to remember something, and his bright eyes quickly dimmed.