Heavenly Star

Chapter 162: Put on the Mask

Silence, not hearing other murmurs, not to mention being disturbed by others, is a good place to talk about love. Ye Wuchen did not wait for her to say it. “You must be from the Snow Woman's Palace. ”

Xuefei Yan: “…”

“Excellent surgery, with snow as the surname, and... your fingers flashing rings.” Ye Wuchen's eyes squint, "which should be a strange sensation. You are the Snow Woman, the legend of the Snow God, come to me to retrieve the Snow Sword. ”

“Yo, my brother figured it out.” The snowflake was not surprised, but still very pleasant. “In that case, the brother will give the sword to his sister, okay? Sister can let you dispose of it. ”

Ye Wuchen's mouth leaned aside, humming: “I suspect that you are from the Snow Woman's Palace, but I suspect that you are not... the people of the Snow Woman's Palace are lucid, their body and mind are as cold as snow. Do you need to make this gesture for a sword? Put away your femininity, your acting is not great. ”

“Oh, acting? Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr Sister has read more men than you have ever seen, giggling..."

“Really?” Ye Wuchen also laughed. He lifted his hand and swallowed it slowly to her constantly trembling chest. Snowflake's eyes were chaotic. He took a step backwards and avoided. "Brother, this can't be done. You can give Snowflake to your sister and let her handle it. ”

Ye Wuchen held his hand in his chest and smiled: “I really didn't expect that a man reading countless women couldn't even accept this aggression. Oh... why don't you take off your mask. ”

“... brother, do you really want to see it?” Xuefei's face was covered with her hands and she moaned up and down, feeling slightly sorry for herself.

“Don't look what I'm following. I'd like to see how the Snow Lady is handed down. ”

“Do you... really want to see it?” Snowflake flickered with her eyes and asked again with her tender voice.

“Right away.” Ye Wuchen's eyebrows twisted, somewhat impatiently. But the next moment, the expression on his face was directly rated.

That plain face is gone and replaced by a stunning figure that can dump the world. This stunning flower is stunning, the skin is fatty, but the curved eyebrows and phoenix stir the infinite allure, the slightly warped pink jade lips are like fresh petals, just a glance and you lose your mind, * * as the tide reaches… really nothing is beautiful, nothing is unpleasant, nothing is unpleasant, it is the most perfect masterpiece of God! It's fairy-like, dreamy, mysterious, windy enough to make every man in the world crazy!

This is a witch born “feisty”, smiling enough to devastate the country.

A white coat like snow, but slightly tight on her body, tightly ironed on her quite proud chest and buttocks, stretched crisp breasts and buttocks, a silk belt at the waist gently tied up, delineating the thin waist like a willow, all over the body and down to reveal an absolutely perfect shape, no one can look at it, the feeling of surge.

See the faint waves in front of her all the time, let alone the confused Ye Wucheng finally revealed a brief dementia phase, Xuefei masked her mouth, flow wave delivery, Bei teeth bite red lips, a pair of soul-racking glances, the flair of the exhibition, such as hydrostatic stone throwing, swings a layer of raging in Ye Wucheng's heart. He turned around and turned away. “Put the mask on. ”

Looking at her appearance, Ye Wuchen fully understood why she was covering her face. I also understand why she behaved so slutty. Because from her face, he saw an innate charm engraved in bones. This kind of costume doesn't come out, and besides wearing a fake mask, it doesn't hide it. Her face, her body, her voice, combined, accomplished a fox sperm that could harm all men in the world.

That face didn't even dare look at him more. If she is gorgeous, she is a little less colorful than Ye Shuiyao, but that strand makes one's soul know, and the demonic flame of fire rise is completely absent from Ye Shuiyao.

Yet Xuefei's face did not make him wish. His white shadow shook in front of him. The fairy appearance reappeared in his sight. The sweet scent poured out his nose and his heart fluttered. “Brother, is it really so ugly that you don't want to look at it more often? ”

“You... look great. So put on the mask.” Ye Wuchen stared at her face and did not look away. Unconsciously, a flame of * * lit up quietly. Ye Wuchen's heart shocked and pressed down forcibly, cursing “witch”.

“How about that Snow Girl sword for my sister? Sister will really agree to any request... brother can do whatever he wants...”

“Don't call me brother!” Ye Wuchen strongly endured the dry heat of his body and dispersed his mind.

“Oh?” Xuefei glanced, suddenly smiling in concealment, one hand stretched out like lightning, and quickly let Ye Wuchen completely overwhelmed. Before she could react, she felt her lower body tight. Her legs should be gripped by a soft, smooth, soft, tight grip.

“... turns out it's not really my brother, but my big brother, giggling...” She put her lips together and blew gently in Ye Wuchen's ear. That hand rubbed harder a few times. Ye Wuchen hurriedly pushed her away, gritted her teeth, and then ran out of the woods without a word. Behind her there was a snowflake and a delicate and mesmerizing laugh.

When Ye Wuchen leaves. Snowflake's laughter also stopped. Looking in the direction of his departure, her face finally showed a faint pink color. Lifting his right hand, he placed it in front of his nose and sniffed it slightly. He muttered: "Is this the smell of a man...”

“If I want to kill him, the girl in black will kill me first. She's right, everything is destined and destined to run away. If you can't kill him, you can only...” She's hiding something strange, then she exhales slightly, her mouth snaps up, revealing a shallow smile enough to allure all her life: “A brilliant man... but you're wrong, I'm not some snowwoman's heir, hip-hop...”

When returning to snow condensation, Ye's breathing remains a little heavy. He took a heavy breath of relief and his heart was in turmoil. In my memory, it was the first time he was so clumsy. As soon as he read it, he secretly bit his teeth. He is not a loser, even if she is only a woman.

He picked up the snow and ignored Snowflake. "Let's go. ”

“Brother, you seem to be... hot.” Snowflake reached for his chest. The most time she stayed on these days was in front of her chest, already fully familiar with his smell and his temperature, at which point she noticed the slightest difference.

“Hee-hee, sister, of course your brother will be hot.” Xuefei's face slowly walked out with a soft laugh, and her slim waist twisted like a willow, seductive infinity.

“Why, sister... ah, sister, you... you are beautiful.” The snow curled over Ye Wuchen's shoulder shouted softly, staring at the snowflake of the model. She can have the world's first demonic charm and easily kill the snow in seconds.

Ye Wuchen snorted, his gaze side, but now Xuefei's face didn't put on the mask anymore, so he smiled and walked out. Not only coagulated snow, but even dreams stayed directly, only glanced at his eyes and stopped looking, quietly leaning on Ye Wuchen's side. Her greatest desire was for Ye Wuchen to hold her like snow. It's just that this desire can only be fulfilled at night.

“Girl, what a coincidence. Much better than your unconscious brother. Actually, you're pretty, too.” Snowflake smiled.

“No, my sister lied, I'm not pretty.” Instead of being happy, snowflakes faded. She lifted her hands to cover her face, covering the bleak wounds. She always knew that her face was not beautiful, but rather scary, and that only her brother would really not dislike her, but love her.