Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Ling Mohan saw that she was only wearing it, and the collar was still loose. She couldn’t help but squint and said, “Isn’t that what you said? You can’t sleep without me by your side?”

He came to the table and sat down, his eyes swept away, and he was not free to fall in the spring. "So, I will come."

Seeing his eyes always aim at her neckline, Feng Jiu looked down and saw that she had no **** when she was bathed. The clothes were slightly loose, and the spring of the collar was looming. In fact, she saw a white skin. Less than the other.

But the man’s eyes, from coming in for such a small meeting, have already been targeted at her neckline for two times. Is it true that men are like this? When you see the beauty of the spring breeze, you will steal the sight of it unconsciously?

"Good-looking?" Her lips were slightly bent, and she smiled and asked.

"Cough." Ling Mo Han dry cough, uncomfortable, don't open his eyes, there is a kind of peek that was caught in the right.

"So?" She pulled the loose blouse and slanted a sleek, snowy shoulder, and left it to wink at him.

Ling Mohan, who had been uncomfortable to remove his eyes, couldn’t help but look at her. The line of sight fell on the seductive shoulders. His eyes were deep and burning, and he hoarsely asked: "You Is this seduce me?"

"Oh! Nothing."

She snorted and laughed at him with a smirk. He pulled the lining up: "I just dared to run in my room in the middle of the night?"

Hearing the words, he wholeheartedly looked at her and glanced at her: "I don't have the power to meet you, so you better not try to seduce me. Otherwise, something can't blame me."

"Those people solved it?" She looked at him and poured a glass of water on him.

Ling Mohan took over and took a sigh of relief: "Well, they are all dealt with." His expression is very calm, and his tone is even disapproving. Obviously, such a thing is not the first time, it has already been I am used to it.

"Tonight is fifteen, it seems to like to pick fifteen hands." She held a hand in her hand and looked at him and asked: "How much is left in your medicine? Should there be no reaction after eating?"

"Even if the precious fire property medicine can not suppress the thousand years of cold in my body, you should use the blood of the ancient phoenix!" Ming is an inquiry, but the meaning is very positive.

"Well, smart." She smiled and smiled, and her voice was a little bit smug: "So, I stole your millennial ginseng, and there was a pit of yours. It was enough. I have to know that my medicine is not good."

When I heard this, Ling Mohan couldn't help but laugh, saying: "I want to talk to me in the future."

"Do you tell me if you give it?" Her eyes turned and she smiled and asked.

"Well, my things will be yours." The voice rang, he gave her a deep look and said: "It is me, it is yours."

"Oh, you will be free!"

She smiled awkwardly, even if she had a color, but she didn't have the color to rush to him. When she thought that he was being pressed by her, hey, the picture was too beautiful to imagine...

After Ling Mohan drank a glass of water, he put down the cup in his hand, and the deep light fell on her body. Suddenly stood up and reached out and hugged her whole person. He was shocked and screamed: "You What are you doing? In the middle of the night, let me down."