The Anarchic Consort

On the other hand, Helen Weiwei still does not know the consequences of his own phone call, and frowns to observe the movement of a certain highness.

She never thought that she would really force a high school.

She now wants to sleep under a high-ranking temple.

However, he does not seem to like touching her now.

Therefore, she must use other means.

Since it is necessary to lock people, it is better to think carefully about what to use to lock.

Helen Weiwei touched his chin with his fingers. Anyway, from the current form of His Highness, it should be easier to deal with than his adult state.

When I think of ways to get drunk, and then put him on, you can safely hold him to sleep until dawn.

"What are you thinking?" The voice suddenly rang in the ear.

Helen Weiwei looked up and saw Bai Lijiajue holding her hand on the table and looking at her.

"No, nothing!" Helen Weiwei immediately stood up: "I just picked up a list, go out in the afternoon, you clean up."

After that, Helen Weiwei did not care about the reaction of the person behind the upper body, and then turned into the bedroom, with someone's sharp eyes, she disguised badly, maybe it would reveal flaws.

It is better to let people know that it is better to bring people to bed.

Ok.

Have a good plan.

The Baili Jiajue looked at the wooden door that was closed on one side, and the deep scorpions were getting more and more heavy, just like a storm.

Just, what is her reaction?

Are you avoiding him?

Sure enough, can't you take it too lightly?

The fingers slowly tightened, so they hanged on the side of the body, and the black dense fog filled the entire study in an instant.

Bai Lijiaju raised his hand and gently smothered the blood on his finger. The broken silver hair was knocked down, and people could not see his expression at all.

It’s just the corner of the half-hook, which clearly shows the magic inside.

"Yeah, some can't control it." Baili Jiajue laughed softly, his fingers moved, and the wooden table next to it turned into an ashes, like a special effect, even a little sound No, one more time, it is thick wood chips.

Some sawdust is still floating in the air, and the demons are awkward and dare not come out in the dark fog.

The Barry Gregard took off the black gloves that had been smeared with blood and threw it aside. The voice was very cold: "Put it here."

"Yes." The demons hang their heads, thinking that when the cold war of Wang Hao and his master can end, and then not end, the next time the master shatters, it is not a wooden table, but they are.

Helen Weiwei did not see this scene. If she knew that no matter what form would affect the combat power of Bai Lijiajue, she would never play the idea of ​​bringing a young man to bed after being drunk.

It is a pity that Helen Weiwei does not know the loophole yet. The set plan is based on the current form of Bai Lijiajue.

After doing these things, it will be almost two o'clock.

Helen Weiwei looked at the watch and picked up a black backpack with a lot of professional stuff. After all, the previous clients were one, but this time it was four people.

If you want to take four people to the scene of the murder, it is not very good control.

The human heart is the most difficult to predict. If someone saves the idea that they should not be saved, it will give the evil spirits a chance.

It’s a good thing to be fooled into the upper body.

Helen Weiwei took a few red blood ropes into the backpack, probably getting into a shape, she could change clothes.

袈裟 Take off, a simple white T-shirt, the following is a denim hot pants, with a bright collar on the neck, a bright black gem on the collar, and a pair of the latest 90 sunglasses. Putting on the top of her head, the Phoenix scimitar turned into a large bodhi beads, which circled around her slender wrist. This dress made Helen Weiwei look like a freshly graduated high school student. The shoes at the foot are now popular Givenchy canvas shoes, the whole person is full of youthful atmosphere, coupled with her hair is long and rolled, straight down the waist, always makes people shine.

What's more, she is still riding a BMW Tomahawk.

"Come up." Helen Weiwei took sunglasses and looked at the Bailijiajue. His long legs supported the ground. It was so handsome.

The more she wants, the more she wants to bully her, let her only look at herself, helplessly climb his neck...

The Baili Jiajue’s eyes sank, and then he licked his lips, which made a meaningful smile: “Yes, my master.”

Helian Weiwei was sitting in front, she was driving fast, and her right hand was moving. The BMW Tomahawk was like a line rushing out quickly.

The hands of Barry Gregory with black gloves were placed on one side and never lifted up.

After Helenweiwei stopped the car, he found that from the beginning to the end, it seemed that the cloakroom did not touch her.

"Hey." Helen Weiwei always had an urge to ask.

The Baili Jiajue turned back and looked at the pair of furry white fungus, but his face was still very delicate: "What?"

"Nothing." Helen Weiwei put on the sunglasses, guilty concealed the line of sight, can not ask, if asked to get a worse answer, what should I do?

And, if asked, someone will definitely be prepared for her.

How did she get drunk at the time?

So, let's do it first...

"I will come when I come, you pay attention to hiding identity, after all, it is daytime." What she is saying, obviously not want to say this.

The footsteps of Bai Lijia went out and paused, then looked back at her deeply.

At that glance, Helen Weiwei felt a bit stinging inexplicably.

"You rest assured, my respected master, I will not let anyone know that I am a demon."

The thin lips of the Bailijiajue rose up, clearly saying that the gentleman was incomparable as before, but Helen Weiwei did hear the faint ridicule from it.

Mocking?

Helen Weiwei had a meal and wanted to explain.

"Don't you go?" He has already pushed the door of the Korean restaurant, and the indifferent back is full of rejections.

Helen Weiwei had no way to keep up with it. After all, she still had to stop, but they seemed to have never been like this.

Because of a misunderstanding, there is a distance.

It seems that the more you explain, the less you can focus on it. Is it because you care too much, will it be like this?

The more you worry about losing, the more you worry about hearing the answer, and the topic will be transferred like this.

However, it is obvious that such an approach is useless.

In the evening, when the evening, she must solve this problem completely, how can she do it, she is going to have a good time!

To the reader's words: I have to test the high, I hope that dears can test a good score, 17:35, the second, what?