The host of the beauty is holding a beautiful murder

Chapter 104 The Last Sick Petite Slave (34)

night.

The cold wind was bleak, Yun Yuan stood on the top floor of the tallest clock tower of Aiyun Base, staring at the silent land.

Today, she is the hands-off shopkeeper of Aiyun Base and has become a mascot.

The second mascot in the base is Che Youlu.

The third mascot is Zhang Lun.

Apart from Zhang Lun, Yunyuan and Che Youlu have real power, but regardless of the matter, they distributed the power to the people below and established the [-]th branch.

The [-]th branch is in charge of [-] muscular men, but the [-] muscular men are mascots just like Yun Yuan Che Youlu, because their IQ is not enough for those who play with power.

Thinking of the hard work of the military divisions in the [-]th branch, Yun Yuan decided to give the military divisions extra meals from tomorrow.

"Sister, what are you thinking?" Che Youlu stood beside her, staring at her tenderly.

Raising his strong long arms, he hooked Yun Yuan's hair that was blown wantonly by the cold wind with his long fingers, and pulled the soft hair behind his ears, looking obsessively at Yun Yuan's profile like a drug addict.

This face, no matter how beautiful it is from any angle, is deeply engraved in his heart, even after years of wind and rain, it is still clear and clear when we meet again after a long absence.

Her picturesque eyebrows and eyes, delicate and small nose, and soft lips like honey... He knows every inch of her, every minute, down to her eyelashes.

In countless nights, this face accompanied him to grow up.

He has grown up.

He desperately wants Yun Yuan to know that he can be the type of man she likes.

"Sister, it's windy here, let's go back." Che Youlu's mature voice of a man sounded above Yun Yuan's head.

He used his stalwart body to shield her from the bitter cold wind.

Yun Yuan looked up at Che Youlu, like a queen, proudly crossing his eyebrows, and lazily said: "Take me back."

Che Youlu carried Yun Yuan back to the bedroom from the top floor of the clock tower.

"Sister, do you want to take a shower first?"

"Yeah." Yun Yuan was a little lazy and didn't want to move, "Hold me in."

Che Youlu's bent waist froze, and he lifted up his shining beautiful eyes, which were filled with deep blackness.

As a teenager, he has learned to control his emotions.

"Sister." Che Youlu said in a hoarse voice, "Do you need a little slave to help you undress?"

His head was lowered, his bangs drooped, covering his expression.

Yun Yuan half-closed his eyes, leaned against the comfortable sofa, raised his hands to cover his mouth and yawned, "Men are big pigs, no matter how they look, they can't change their instincts."

"Yes, when facing my sister, my instinct completely controls my behavior." Che Youlu seemed to be proud of it.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and hug me in."

Che Youlu carried Yun Yuan into the bathroom.

There is a peach wood bench in the bathroom, Che Youlu put Yun Yuan on the chair.

"You can get lost." Yun Yuan waved his hand.

After leaving the bathroom, Che Youlu looked at the antique big bed, and in a thought, flower petals filled the room.

The petals of various colors have a faint fragrance, and the floral fragrance of nature fills the whole bedroom, washing the tired soul.

The number one maniac who is famous for his spiritual power in the entire continent controlled the petals to float to the ceiling, and the densely packed petals covered the original color of the ceiling, making it colorful.

If others found out that the maniac with the number one mental power who can wipe out tens of thousands of ordinary zombies casually wastes his mental power on the means of picking up girls, everyone will beat their chests and scold Yun Yuan for being a monster who charms the king's heart concubine.

(End of this chapter)