My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 42 The Devil's Hobbies (for further reading)
"???"

"What kind of mess is this?"

Fang Yang's eyes were full of astonishment, no matter what, he never thought that he would pull out such a thing.

He also took a special look, and in the hole in his mind, Huang Fuling was not bound by the red thread, so naturally he was not a thread puller.

Then how can you take out the things on her body?

And is it a personal item like socks?

The most important thing is, since he has already drawn it, why didn't he see the prize?
This dog system also swallowed the prize?
He was full of black lines, too lazy to answer, and continued to draw the lottery.

【Ding! 】

[The treasure chest has been opened. Consume one marriage point to get Han Lingxuan's Skill Card - Advanced Hide-and-Seek Technique]

【Ding! 】

[The treasure chest has been opened, consume one marriage point, and get Ye Qinghong's skill card - Shocking God Sword (full version) The number of times you can use it: 3/3]

All four marriage points have been extracted.

Except that Ye Qinghong's skill card is quite powerful and can be used three times.

The rest are almost negligible.

Especially Wang Hao's advanced hide-and-seek technique, Fang Yang would definitely be shocked if he saw it for the first time.

But now, with the increase in the number of draws, he has been completely numb.

In his eyes, the princess is a typical example of being idle and versatile.

Say she doesn't know anything.

There are many things people know.

But if she is said to be very powerful, so many messy skills seem to be useless.

However, I have to say...

The four favorability points that Ye Qinghong increased today also broadened his horizons and allowed him to have other ideas.

perhaps……

He can also send some gifts to the princess, plus the warmth of the usual stream of water.

One day, the princess will be able to be taken down.

Draw more Mozun cards and more hole cards.

but……

You need to think carefully about what to send.

……

In the darkness outside the bedroom.

Huang Fuling bit her vermilion lips lightly, the corners of her mouth were bloody.

Looking at the palace with some unwillingness.

Eyes full of resentment, grief and indignation!

If he failed, he himself failed after all, and was directly kicked out by the Mozun.

Could it be that she really has no charm at all?

Can't compare to that Zhennan princess?

Can't even leave even the slightest impression in Mozun's heart?
That being the case, what is the use of her practicing this charming skill?

The summer wind was rippling, blowing her cheeks.

She was about to leave in despair.

The next moment, he suddenly felt a little cool under his feet.

I found it when I lowered my head.

His own socks have disappeared.

Only a pair of jade feet are left exposed in the night, no wonder it feels cold.

But the problem is...

She hadn't taken off her rib socks when she was in bed.

I didn't feel the sock fall off either.

So, where did the socks go?
She frowned and thought for a while, her eyes lit up.

Could it be that Mozun took off her tights and stole them?
You know, no matter what, she used to be a master in the realm of a great master, even if the top three flowers were cut off by the demon king, her perception is still there.

It is impossible to drop a sock and not notice it.

Unless the shot is a master like Mozun.

It is already a Dharma Body Realm, and it can also cause visions of heaven and earth, achieving the unity of heaven and man.

If he wants to steal something from himself.

It is impossible for oneself to have any awareness.

Yes, it must be so!
Only this one explains it.

Thinking of this, Huang Fuling giggled.

The originally sad and pretty face was full of smiles.

It seems that Mozun is not completely indifferent to him, otherwise, it would be impossible to steal such intimate things as her silk stockings.

Moreover, according to the cruel and tyrannical character of the Demon Lord before, she would only end up being killed if she trespassed in the bedroom.

But now, apart from being slapped, she is safe and sound.

It proves that Mozun still loves her very much.

As for why not ask her...

Maybe, Mozun has experienced many flower fields, and he likes this feeling of refusal and welcome.

She practiced charm...

According to the book, there are many men who like this kind of tone.

Some men like role-playing, some men like to rob, and some men like other people's wives the most...

The Mozun likes to collect socks and refuses to welcome them, at most it is a little hobby.

has hope!Very promising!

Huang Fuling has bright eyes, beautiful cheeks, and a charming smile.

Don't be afraid of men being passionate, just be afraid of men not being good.

As long as Mozun doesn't fail to lift, she will definitely be able to take Mozun down.

As for whether the Demon Lord is impotent...

If this matter spreads out, I am afraid that everyone in the world will take it as a joke.

Thinking of this, in the darkness of night, she took another deep look at the Mozun Pavilion, before heading towards her own courtyard.

She has already made a plan, since Mozun likes tights, she can buy more.

Change different styles every day.

Satisfy the demon as much as possible.

So what if Princess Zhennan is number one on the rouge list in the Tang Dynasty?
This kind of woman is the most arrogant and likes to pretend to be dignified. It is definitely impossible to serve the Demon Lord well.

And as long as she keeps doing what she likes, sooner or later she will trample this woman under her feet.

……

The moon is bright.

In the courtyard of the Demon Cult.

Huang Fuling hurried back here soon.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the compound, Yuan Heng, who had been waiting there for a long time, greeted him.

A face full of eagerness and concern.

Even mixed with a touch of guilt.

Just like that, he directly stopped in front of Huang Fuling.

Huang Fuling was expressionless and said coldly.

"What's the matter?"

"Get out of the way if it's okay."

Yuan Heng froze and sighed.

"Fu Ling, how can you forgive me? I already know I was wrong."

"Forgive what?"

Huang Fuling frowned slightly, not knowing what the other party meant.

Seeing that Huang Fuling's body seemed to have paused for a moment, Yuan Heng regained his energy in an instant.

"Fu Ling, look, you're still pretending."

"Don't say it, she pretended to be quite similar, as if she was really not angry with me or jealous."

"I know, you must have been dissatisfied when you saw me getting together with other female believers in the past two days, so you deliberately got angry with me."

"You must listen to my explanation. The reason why I get close to those people is just to better complete the task and inquire about the Demon Lord."

"In my eyes, you are always the prettiest. Those vulgar fans are not worthy of comparison with you."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not do such unclean things in the future, and I will never change my resolve to you..."

He explained incessantly, his eyes were bright, and he seemed to have everything under control.

Huang Fuling was stunned and dumbfounded.

He held back for a long time before uttering a word.

"show!"

Afterwards, I didn't bother to talk to this self-indulgent guy, and went straight back to my room.

After death, Yuan Heng was originally complacent.

I feel like I guessed everything.

Fuling was a little shy and went back to the room.

But the next moment...

His pupils couldn't help shrinking suddenly, his face changed slightly,

only see...

Huang Fuling's socks had disappeared without a trace.

There is also a bruise on the knee.

It seemed to be caused by kneeling on the ground for a long time.

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