Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

The cloud dance pulled the egg shell aside, got up, loosened the pineal muscle bones, found that he slept and recovered all his strength.

So get ready to see how to get out of here.

But that's when she realized that her thin waist was connected to the willow strip under her.

Under detection, a sip of cool air was poured.

So it was before, the branch that inserted her abdomen.

The branches that were rooted in her flesh disappeared. Instead, they were a seed with green sprouts. They were rooted around her fields, and as the golden red beads in her fields were moving, they were growing.

What the hell is that?

The branches grew out of her flesh, and over time, she was completely invaded and turned into a tree.

The more I think about it, the colder I get.

I can't help but think, what can I do to get that weird branch out?

If it's a previous life, maybe a surgery, it's not hard to get it out, but in this consciousness, who else would do that surgery except her?

Until then, however, find a way out of here.

Just as the cloud-dancing eyebrows contemplated, the fat little thing in the shell behind her, her nose sniffed around her and then looked up at her with her head equally crooked, as if contemplating.

The little frown wrinkles from time to time and loosens up again.

Good for a while.

It climbed out of the egg shell clumsily, rocked the two little fat legs, walked to the foot of the cloud dance, stretched out the claws, and pulled her legs.

Cloud dance bowed her head and when she saw the little thing that just disliked her ugly, Willow frowned and kicked it as if her feet were abandoned.

“Play along and leave me alone. ”

The little thing, kicked by Xiaoli, one didn't stand steady, fat body just rolled, rolled a few laps, almost dropped the willow down.

The cloud dance glanced at it and saw that it was all right, so I couldn't care less.

Distressed, how to get up here.

She remembered that when she fell into this bottomless hole, she seemed to have fallen for a long time, and now I'm afraid she doesn't know how deep it went. If she climbed up, I don't know how long, could she do it?

At this point, however, the legs of the pants convey a sense of pull.

He lowered his head and saw the little thing with his head up and his eyes wide open.

Different just disgusted, this time, it was pathetic, looking straight at her.

“Hemp! ”

Two words, almost got the cloud dance sprayed.

Hemp?

This little fat thing, he's got eyes on the soles of his feet? Is she one of them? Calling her mother?

“Fatty, I'm not your mother, don't admit it.” The cloud dancer said, lifting his feet, intending to move it away from the foot of the pants.

But his little paws, they grabbed her feet tightly, and his little fat short legs, they also wore them on her feet.

“numbness...”

Soft tits, pitiful, pink little face, rubbing and rubbing on her calf, finally found her mother's excitement.

Does it really think she's his mother?

The cloud dance body was stiff and the corner of his mouth stared at the little fat thing underneath his feet.

Finally, I couldn't help but rub it again and again.

Bend over and pull it off your feet, staring at it. “Fatty, you said I'm not your mother anymore, you...”

However, we did not wait for the cloud dance to finish.

The little guy she was holding in her hand, like a mudslide, slipped along her arm and fell straight into her arms.