I, the stepfather of the ninja!

Subsequently, the four generations of Lei Ying made a resignation and went back to hold the Shang Ninja meeting to discuss the commendation and rewards of Samy and Mabuli.

The two parties returned home.

I haven’t returned for too long, and I have accumulated a lot of gray at home.

Samy and Mabuyi were busy cleaning.

Taking care of her daughter’s heavy responsibility, it fell on Kimura’s shoulder.

The house is dusty, and it is naturally not suitable for children.

Therefore, at the suggestion of Mabuyi, Mu Man took Kimura and Xiaoyue to her house.

Nympho

Entering the door, I changed the slippers at the porch and entered the living room.

Kimura hugged her daughter and sat on the sofa.

The wooden people are cold and proud, and the basic hospitality etiquette is still there. There are still cups of tea for Kimura, and a cup of water for Xiaoxiao Yue.

Kimura Kimura was leisurely drinking tea, while looking at the house of Mu Ren.

She lives alone, and she has no one else in the family. The loved ones died in the previous battle of Ninja.

The overall decoration is cold, which is in line with her style.

A faint fragrance was floating in the air.

On the sofa, the coffee table, many places everywhere are scrolls. Several of these scrolls that have been opened are related to ninjutsu.

Too hard!

Kimura Yan secretly admired, and then, his eyes fell on the Mu man.

The soft tea color, the long ponytail of the waist and the long ponytail of the waist, the four or six -point oblique bangs were combed in front of the forehead, exposing a little forehead.

His face, tender skin, and petite pink earlobe.

Two bending eyebrows, as if a sharp blade was revealed.

The red lips are tightly tight, without exposing the teeth, like a long knife, ready to make a sharp sheath at any time.

The temperament of the wooden man is very cold.

I have to say that things are gathered and people are divided into groups. Mabuyi, Samy, and Yuman, have a similar personality, are very cold.

Of course, each has its own differences.

The coldness of Mabuli is biased towards wise calmness; Samy’s cold, more pure, is cold; the cold from the wooden man is proud, proud of his strong strength.

However, in front of Kimura, the Mu Ren couldn’t be proud. After all, Kimura’s strength was stronger.

Therefore, she was only cold, and she deliberately kept the distance from Kimura. Qiang forces to be a female slave, this kind of behavior is too ridiculous, it is difficult to not be able to quit!

Holding his arms from the wooden man, his chin was raised slightly.

Kimura looked up and down. Unfortunately, this woman wore a ninja uniform, except for heroic and good faces, there was no other point.

Kimura thought about it, flashed light, holding his daughter with both hands, handing it out slightly, and laughed: “Do you want to hug Samy’s children?”

“…”

It was slightly froze by the wooden man.

This cute little baby girl, which is the hope of Yun Yin’s blood, which is of great significance!

The wooden man reached out and took the child. He just wanted to hold his arms and looked down, and suddenly found that he was wearing armor.

Too hard, it’s easy to hold a baby.

“It’s rude! Please wait, I’ll change your clothes!”

The wooden man sent Xiaoyue back to Mucun Ye’s arms and went upstairs.

Kimura grinned, squeezed his daughter’s small face, and watched the back of the wooden man.

After a moment, the wooden man wore a casual clothes and quickly stepped downstairs.

It was a light -purple waist long skirt, and the skirt almost dragged to the ankle. However, the skirt below the knee was not a tight cloth, but was spliced from the silk texture of the silk, and the semi -blocked and semi -transparent transparent transparency , Cover the slender legs.

The style of the skirt is slightly fancy, which shows that the wooden people can’t get rid of the nature of beauty.

The collar tightly fits the white neck, the shallow V -shaped neckline, which is very narrow, and even the fixture is not exposed.

However, it is difficult to hide the appearance of Grandona and the curve is graceful.

Light purple, with her temperament, looks noble and elegant.

Kimura No is secretly satisfied. This soft skirt is much better than Ninja uniform in that hard.

At the same time, the wooden man came over, leaned over and bent over, and reached out and hugged Xiaoxiaoyue in the Wood Village’s arms.

Kimura’s hands naturally accepted it naturally. Of course, it is inevitable to accidentally encounter the Mu man.

A thin long dress is not armor, and the touch is very keen.

The eyes of the wooden man frowned, frowned, and were a little displeased, but he was not sure if Mukuki Nono was intentional, but could only bear it silently.

Xiao Xiaoyue reached the arms of the Mu man, and the big eyes of Shui Lingling blinked, looking at strangers confusedly. Soon, Xiao’s mouth was flat, and he cried.

The wooden man suddenly panicked. Although she was very talented, she was completely experienced in the field of bringing children. She did not know how to soothe. She could only coax “not crying” and put her help on Kimura Kimura. Essence

Children are afraid of birth, there is no way.

Kimura can only pick up her daughter from the arms of the Mu man. In the hurry, I accidentally encountered the Mu man again.

At this time, the mind of Mu Man was completely placed on Xiaoxiao Yue, who was crying, and did not notice the small movement of Kimura at all.

“This is your auntie, a good friend of your mother!”

Kimura Non also said to her regardless of whether her daughter can understand.

Immediately, Lingguang flashed, and said with a smile: “I’ll help you get familiar with Aunt Yuren! So you will not be afraid in the future!”

After speaking, Kimura gently grabbed her daughter’s little hand and pursued the face of the Mu man.

The wooden man couldn’t help but take a half -step avoiding it.

Kimura laughed: “Don’t mind, I will let my child familiarize you, so that when you hug her, she won’t cry.”

“…”

She was doubtful by Mu Ren, and was very doubtful that Mu Muya’s motivation, but she did not hide from seeing Xiaoxiaoyue’s innocent and lovely eyes.

Kimura grabbed her daughter’s little hand and touched the face of the Mu man.

His forehead, eyebrows, nose, cheeks … don’t fall in one place.

The tender skin, under the pressing of the small hand, slightly sinks, like a jelly that can be broken.

Xiao Xiaoyue was teased and giggled.

Seeing this, the wooden man also smiled.

Kimura handed his daughter and laughed: “Try to hug again.”

He nodded from the Mu man, slowly picked up, staring nervously at the baby in his arms.

Xiao Xiaoyue’s pair of clear eyes flickered, staring at the face of the wooden man, and his little hand stretched out. As Kimura Kimura took her, he continued to gently pinch the face of the wooden man, as if in it as if in What fun toys to play.

This time, she didn’t cry.

The Mu Ren was relieved and finally believed in Kimura Kimura’s legitimate reason.

Nympho

The third volume of Honghai: 191 is a pity! greedy!

Time was tight, and Kimura has not stayed for too long in Yun Yin.

After determining his daughter to get along with the wooden man, he left Yun Yin, handed over the dominance of his body to Hui Yeji, and fulfilled today’s winning.

After that, Kimura Kimura considered that he was too aggrieved to seize the progress of anti -swallowing progress in the office.

So she discussed with Hui Yeji and let her stay in her body for a while.

Subsequently, Kimura used Huangquan Biliang Saka to receive Xiangxun and Xiaoxiangyu from the villa in the countryside of the country of Fire, leaving only one to stay in the office.

The little guy arranged to watch TV in the living room.

Kimura and Nakashi held their hands and went upstairs to the bedroom.

The time is cheerful.

Nympho

Unconsciously, the sun gradually dimmed.

Hongxia gradually covered the sky. Through the floor -to -ceiling windows, it was reflected in the bedroom, with a peaceful tranquility, and lazy tiredness everywhere.

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Kimura and Xiangxu, lying on the bed and sleeping, snoring lightly.

On the bedside table, there are three red wine bottles and two transparent tall cups. The cup is also strong in the cup. It is dark red in the afterglow of the sunset, crystal is like gems, which is blurred.

Kimura’s wild wine is very shallow, a bit drunk, and sleeping heavily.

The amount of alcoholic wine is okay, but it is rare to share the same bed with Kimura. The happiness in her heart is almost overflowing, which makes her indulging in it and falling into a sweet dream.

Xiao Yan was lying on the bedside, looking at the hanging clock on the wall, watching the time almost, so he touched Muomura and woke him up.

Kimura Kimura was sleepy, rolled over, and was ready to continue sleeping.

“It’s only half an hour left to get off work.” Xiao Yan reminded lightly.

Kimura Kimura had a spirit of excitement, soberly, sat up, twisted his neck, and felt that his throat was uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Drink too much wine, that’s it.

Today, I drank a lot of wine in order to give Xiangxun some sense of ritual.

Kimura frowned, then, narrowed his eyes, looked at the sunset outside the window, and he felt like a dream, and felt like he slept for a day and night.

“It’s so late …”

Kimura sighed, got out of bed, walked to the coffee table, picked up the teapot, raised his head towards the pot mouth, and started drinking tea at a ton ton of land.

“Cool!”

Kimura was thirsty and relieved, and felt that the whole person came completely.

Kimura Wild is inspiring, at this time, he was intentional to pay attention to something else, and his eyes began to quickly pass across every corner of the room.

Soon, his eyes fell on the carpet at the foot of the bed.

The blue -blue carpet was slightly wrinkled, with a pair of black pantyhose falling on it, with a pair of high heels, one right and one slanted.

This is a pair of empty seven centimeters of fine heels. Except for the tip and heels, there is almost no cover.

If women do not have enough confidence in their charm, they do not dare to wear such high heels. Otherwise, even if there is a concealer of stockings, the arcs and the lack of beautiful feet are not beautiful enough.

Xiang Xun is undoubtedly able to control these high heels, and she can even confidently don’t wear stockings.

Jade foot stepping on the side empty high heels, it is more and more beautiful. Highly high -heeled shoes with a larger area are exposed. Against the backdrop of black patent leather in high heels, it is dazzling and elegant and charming.

Several light cyan veins on the feet add a bit of vivid aura, which makes people not mistakenly think that this is a artwork shaped by white porcelain.

Kimura picked his eyebrows, walked over, leaned over and bent over, picked up stockings, and correct high heels.

Immediately, he turned his eyes on the bed.

Xiang Xun is still asleep. If it was before, she would not be so vigilant. But now she has become a woman in Kimura. She has a rare sense of security. She is no longer sleeping so shallow, and she can swim in a happy dreamland.

In the quiet room, the white fragrance she exposed outside the quilt was particularly eye -catching and could compete with the sunset outside the window.

The neat hair was scattered at will, plundering on the cheeks, dragging on the slender neck, covering the red lips and smooth chin, which looked hazy and touching.

In particular, the thin lips were slightly stunned, and the corner of the white shellfish teeth was faintly exposed, and people were explored.

Kimura grinned, sideways, lay beside her, and gently scratched her cheeks with stockings.