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The thoughts of day and night are integrated into the blood.

This sentence's lethality to the winter goddess is so great that she has fallen into chaos. Could it be that everything is not what you think it is?

Zhu Rong, he is not with the **** of the spring goddess?

Was he caught in a crisis, could not help himself?

That's right, it is. He must have suffered a huge crisis, his consciousness might have fallen into a semi-sleep state, and he couldn't get away, he had to continue his blood.

In an instant, two drops of ice crystals slipped from the corners of her eyes. Zhu Rong, Brother Zhu Rong, it was me, I blamed you. She was annoyed and sad, and couldn't help but blame herself deeply.

Seeing this, Wang Yan's secret strategy was completed, and the stone in his heart fell.

Judging from the various messages before, he even guessed that he had already guessed the grace and grudge between the winter goddess and Zhu Rong, and the first heard of the spring goddess.

There is no doubt that the Winter Goddess will be rejected to some extent because of personality problems. This also makes the winter goddess extremely sensitive to Zhu Rong's affairs, suspicious of spirits and ghosts, and even more irritable.

This is a typical complaint mentality.

Therefore, Wang Yan formulated this tactic for Zhu Rong's sister. As for what to think of Zhurong Great God in the future after finishing. That is why Wang Yan can't manage it now, and he's too lazy to manage it.

In order to consolidate the victory, he redoubled his efforts and said: "Sister Niang, when I first inherited the blood of the Master, I felt from the blood of the Master. In the midst of the world, there must be a goddess who is very very important to me. Holding me. Now I see the maid, everything, I understand everything. Because I ca n’t suppress it, I feel like a flood to the maid. "

The body of the winter goddess trembles again, and her spirit is like a stone thrown in it, rippling up and down like ripples.

"No, no, you, you can't have that kind of feeling for me." The spirit of the winter goddess is shy and full of fear, "I, I'm your teacher, teacher. I, we It can't be like that. "

gosh!

Wang Yan was embarrassed. Dark road winter goddess, do you old people think too much? I'm not trying to tease you, but I'm representing Master Zhurong. This kind of provocative effect does not have to be applied to me.

My small body can't bear your sloppy, grumpy goddess.

Even if you want to enjoy it, let my cheap master who has never met meet to enjoy it, haha ​​~

In Wang Yan's heart, there was such a thrill of inexplicable mischief. If Zhu Rong is really alive, when he meets in the future and finds himself helping him get the winter goddess on hand, will he be so angry that he will vomit blood and die and return to chaos.

But at this moment, Wang Yan had to return to the topic. If it is impossible to get the tiger skin of Zhu Rong, it is really not easy to handle.

"Sister-in-law, I blame Master Zhurong for respecting the elderly." Wang Yan continued to hug the goddess's thigh and said with a helpless tragedy, "If he hadn't missed the teacher too much, it would have been too long and too long. In the blood, it was passed to me together, and I did not dare to do such extraordinary things. But then again, Master, your character is straightforward and generous, so noble and cool. Even if there is no Master Bloodline, I'm afraid that there will be some non-divided thoughts. "

"No, I'm not allowed to be like you, yes, there is a non-divided thought." The winter goddess was stunned by Wang Yan's endless words, and the cold winter lingering air lingering on her side continued to weaken, shy and annoyed. Wang Yanjiao shouted, "Otherwise, don't blame the maid of honor for your master, to teach you lessons."

There is a lesson in his mouth, but no matter the tone or momentum, there is no real taste for Wang Yan. On the contrary, there is a very enjoyable appearance, and some children are spoiled. Even, she didn't struggle anymore, to scold Wang Yan for letting her thighs go.

It seems that the sudden violent wind and rain just now has dissipated and cleaned in her heart.

This made Wang Yan helplessly, and it was almost the same as the three-legged Jinwu Nahuo. This winter goddess's temper is really changing. Fortunately, this time, she is changing towards the good.

"Yes, yes, you are right in a lesson." Wang Yan looked ashamed, and admitted honestly, "Tu'er will definitely correct the mistakes and not let the teachers and mothers down."

To deal with girlfriends, Wang Yan has no such skill.

However, Wang Yan is experienced and has many means to deal with her. Who made Uncle Pao an old and disrespectful master, there are so many teachers and sisters, and each of them is very uneasy and difficult to deal with.

Over time, Wang Yan seems to have reached the point of perfection in how to please the teachers and mothers. Compared with the rest of her own teachers and mothers, although the temperament of the winter goddess is very bad, it seems to be more good to deal with some.

Listening to Wang Yan's words, the winter goddess is like eating ginseng fruit, especially comfortable. The feeling for Wang Yan is getting better and better. The feeling of intimacy is born spontaneously. I have accepted this apprentice.

"It's not bad, Zhu Rongneng will pass it on to you, indicating that he still has some vision." The winter goddess nodded with relief, and then shone a little lightly, "You will tell me more about your master, in your Is there any information imprint left in the blood? "

Between her speeches, she was full of anticipation.

Wang Yan's heart is suffering, how can there be any Zhu Rong's message in his blood? But at this moment, under the anticipation of the winter goddess, wouldn't she let her down?

What's more, if this hot-tempered winter goddess is disappointed, God knows what moths will provoke.

Under the difficult circumstances of riding a tiger, Wang Yan had no choice but to make up his mind to prepare for the story.

Suddenly, at this moment.

Outside the pool of ice elements, there was a violent drunken cry: "Son of flames, you beast. It's such a bold courage, let's let go of our goddess quickly, you die for me!" Anatoly, the tiger of the North, stood up like a whirlpool and tsunami, and came down like a tiger down the mountain.

His handsome face was filled with fierce anger, as if reconciling Wang Yan to pieces.

Of course, Anatoly rushed out at this moment naturally has its calculations and considerations. Right now this situation is his best performance opportunity. If it can be favored by the goddess, then many things will be easier to deal with.

His expression is gruesome, but his heart is full of fanaticism, son of flames, you are dead this time.

Wang Yan and the Winter Goddess looked at him together.

An unexplainable chill filled the winter goddess.

Wang Yan dropped a cold sweat, sighed in his heart, Anatoly, the tiger of the north, you are simply immortal.

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