“So awesome, I really have to try it. See how deep the ditch of the senior is?”
Luo Xiaohu walked to Mo Xing, grabbed his purple skirt and lifted it up.
“Boy, I’m looking for death!”
Mo Xing decided to try Luo Xiaohu, activate tens of energy and poked it out with one finger.
“The strength is careless, and the speed seems to be not good. I hope your depth will not disappoint me.”
Luo Xiaohu used his movements to avoid it with the wind and pulled his skirt roughly.
Seeing the situation inside clearly, I was stunned: “Did you come from ancient times? Wearing a bellyband?”
To be fair, Mo Xing has a good figure, not under the jade, very tall and proud.
Unfortunately, the bellyband was completely covered, and only large areas of snow muscles were seen, but the groove was hidden.
“Little beast, you deserve to die!”
Mo Xing was stunned for a moment and used the third level of “The Seven Changes of the Dragon”: “I want to peel your skin and suck your tendons.”
“Is this her limit? The third level of “The Seven Changes of the Dragon” can almost match the peak of the third turn or perfect.”
Feeling the terrifying pressure, Luo Xiaohu not only did not fight back, but sat down and crossed his legs.
He picked up the cup, took a few sips gracefully, and looked at Mo Xing with a squint eyes: “Senior, you seem to have forgotten something.”
“You?”
Mo Xing was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Then he remembered that the little master was still in Luo Xiaohu’s small world.
It was her own humble mouth, and exposing her identity as the master, which was equivalent to exposing Qicha to Luo Xiaohu.
“I untied my bellyband and sat on my lap. I obediently explained, who are you? What is your relationship with a short guy?”
Luo Xiaohu put down his cup: “Otherwise, you know, my thoughts can destroy your little master’s spirit and form.”
“Beast!”
Mo Xing was so angry that his breasts hurt. He gritted his teeth and dissipated the energy. He sat on Luo Xiaohu’s legs with a dark face, trembling and untied it.
“Senior, you are teasing me. Your depth is not good, how could you grind an iron rod into a needle?”
Luo Xiaohu glanced at him and looked at him repeatedly, with a sarcastic look in his eyes: “Don’t brag in the future.”
“Boy, don’t bully people too much.”
Mo Xing wanted to strangle Luo Xiaohu to death. He had never suffered such humiliation since he was a child.
After snatching the little master, you must break Luo Xiaohu’s bones inch by inch and peel them into a leather jacket.
“Senior, what you said is wrong. You come to the door and ask me to bully you. If I don’t bully you, I will be struck by lightning.”
Luo Xiaohu pinched her a few times and threw her bellyband: “You are too old, I don’t have this hobby, just talk about it.”
Puchi!
Mo Xing twisted a few times in anger, and there was no threat behind him, which meant that Luo Xiaohu was really not interested.
For her, this was a huge shame. With her conditions, it was all gone, and the man did not move.
Even the saint couldn’t hold it back. He was so angry that he vomited blood. He threw his bellyband and rode on Luo Xiaohu’s legs: “Come again.”
She was despised by a pariah, and she also wanted to try it out. Is Luo Xiaohu really not “interested”.
“Are all saints so willful?”
Luo Xiaohu kicked Mo Xing: “There is not much time, hurry up and do the important things and don’t affect the subsequent games.”
“The subsequent games?”
Mo Xing hit the wall. Although he was not injured, he felt a little painful. He was stimulated and woke up immediately.
If Luo Xiaohu is trapped in her sanctuary and cannot come out, his team will not be able to participate in the competition.
If it does not appear at that time, it will definitely be handled as abstained. They can easily win the second game.
Thinking of this, Mo Xing had no intention of testing Luo Xiaohu, so he sucked his bellyband and put it on his torn skirt.
He took Luo Xiaohu into his holy land and whistled: “Sisters, the guest is here.”
“Her holy land is not great, not as good as Lao Gao’s palace.”
Feeling the spiritual power and the speed of time of the holy land, Luo Xiaohu’s mouth looked sarcastic.