The Anarchic Consort

The Baili Jiajue glanced at her hand on the back of her hand, and the handsome face of Qingyue brought a smile: "Why can't you?"

Why? Isn't it a strange decision for a high school to think that he wants to get rid of the cat?

Helen Weiwei holds the quilt and sits cross-legged: "It is my spiritual thing." Being a master, you can't always watch the extinction of your own spirit.

The Barry Gregory took his hand back and his voice was faint: "I can't do it, don't let the temple see it sleeping in your bed."

Just because of this? Helen Weiwei nodded immediately, thinking that the cleanliness of a certain temple was serious, and he would let Xiaobai leave him later.

The white who was rescued was photographed by the Bai Lijiajue with a hand and took the cat face very subtly, and then took it out.

The man’s face has an arc of laughter and laughter: “When it’s okay, don’t just come out of the space, do you know?”

"Oh..." As the prince of the cat, now it just wants to find its own owner to seek comfort.

Barry Gail looked at it with a smile: "If you let the temple find that you are very close to her, the temple will interrupt your cat legs."

Almost instantaneous.

The little white cat has got into the fantasy space! Awkward man! Can't afford it to hide!

In this regard, one of his Highness expressed his satisfaction.

At this time, the fire unicorn showed its figure and leaned over the ear of Baili Jiajue: "Master, Miss Helen Weiwei's breath seems to be very unstable. So far, I don't know why, but I infer that it should be related to her choice of magic."

"Yeah." Bai Lijiajue is not unexpected. Obviously, he is also aware of it. His expression is indifferent: "Her breath is unstable. Besides the practice, it is also related to the environment. Taibai College is not right, there must be something." In the interference, you go to the back of the mountain to look at it and check if there is any remaining World of Warcraft."

"Yes!" It is the master, so keen, the fire unicorn sighed, and disappeared into the night...

Helen Weiwei did not know what Xiaobai had brought out with the three halls. It is estimated that after he learned it, he could not jump on the quilt.

The Barry Gregard came in again, glanced at her on the bed, and then slowly untied his own outer shirt, his fingers were long and beautiful, and every move made people unable to open their eyes.

After the Qing station came in, he took hot water for him, but he did not dare to serve it himself, but the towel was handed over.

The Barry Gregard took the wet towel from his hand, wiped his face, took the mint water, took a sip, spit it out, and prepared to sleep.

Let Helen Weiwei pick up her eyebrows, it seems to be her room.

Is he the wrong place?

Helen Weiwei still held a quilt in his hand, and his eyes looked at the Baili Jiajue to remove a little bit of his body, and then his face was distracted from the sleeves, and the light was still on her.

Helen Weiwei always felt that the commotion in his body was a little restless. He simply turned his head and put himself on the cool wall.

She also wants to continue to sleep and save a little physical strength.

On the other hand, in the next second, the familiar sandalwood scent came from behind her.

Helen Weiwei didn't have to look back, and he knew that the Baili Jiajue had gone to bed and had to shrink inside.

The quilt is on the side of the man. After the rain, there will be some cold in the house.

Helen Weiwei only insisted for a while, then he raised his eyebrows toward the Bailijiajue: "The quilt."

"Want?" Barry Gregory did not lie down, but leaned against the bed, holding the scroll in one hand, and looked at Helen Vivi in ​​a lazy manner, as if he was watching what he had raised. Don't slow down the scrolls: "Come a little over, what is the flood beast in this temple? You have to hide in the wall."

Helen Weiwei said, not that you are a savage beast. She is afraid that she can't control herself. She really put the three halls down, and this is definitely bad.

"Come here." Barry Gregard repeated his own orders.

He Lian Weiwei sighed: "I obviously have my own bed, I have to come to me to grab the quilt." I moved to the other side.

If you study it carefully, it is really comfortable to sleep.

The smell on the man is very good, like a subtle hypnosis.

He likes her hair very much, reaching out and holding her up in her arms, and the comfort of touching is always very good.

He Lian Weiwei blinked, but it was safe to come. Anyway, since the third hall has the habit of sleeping with a pillow, she will act as a good one, and it will not be a few more meat, mainly because it is comfortable, eh... How can a man's body be so good, not only to look good, but also suitable for use.

No wonder those boys and girls will be so coveted.

Helen Weiwei sighed, and the man was better, but it was more harmful than the woman.

The Baili Jiajue does not know what she is thinking. If she really knows, it is estimated that she will bully one side.

He stared at Helen Weiwei, touched the head of his prey, felt the soft soft plush under his hand, and brought a smile in his eyes, as if he was very satisfied.

In fact, the Bailijiajue is indeed very satisfied.

He likes to hold the feeling of Helen Vivi. To some extent, Bai Lijiaju likes the feeling of relying on this little fox, but this particular prey is very picky.

So far, only Helen Weiwei, his hand is the smoothness of balsamic nephrite, and when she is in her arms, everything is soft.

The softer, the deeper the person wants to be keen, has always been in the thoughts of Bai Lijiajue.

Until both of them slept in the past, when they were going to dawn, the Baili Jiajue kept this position, and used what hot things to slap the back and forth of Helen Weiwei.

Helen Weiwei was awake for a moment, and the thin lips bite, this is...

But the Bailijiajue did not wake up, but the instinctive wrinkled a good-looking long eyebrow, and the breathing changed a little. He stopped the hand of Helen Weiwei and used his strength to press her whole person on his body. Closed, the eyelashes are long and embarrassing.

Helen Weiwei could even feel the hot stuff rolling over her body, leading to a piece of numbness.

Then, the Bailijiajue even sneaked in his legs, and the next post was closer.

Helen Weiwei only felt that the place he was hit was like a fire.

The two men covered a quilt. At this time, the Bailijiajue had any swaying movements, and it would inevitably bring out some small sounds of Sasso.

Helen Weiwei's ear tip is red, and I want to push the person away. The man sprays the hot breath on her neck, and she can't help but lick it...