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Chapter 218 Duo Duo is a vixen who has practiced for thousands of years

Qin Jiu laughed, she was so beautiful, she was a stunning and intoxicating beauty.

Because he was made into a living corpse, his body turned pale.

Under the pale skin, blue blood vessels can still be faintly seen.

Like a porcelain doll, but also like a doll that doesn't breathe.

Because it is too white, it also makes people feel cold, and her eyes are very dark.

The contrast between the extreme white and the extreme black has an indescribable ghostly charm, but it is also extremely alluring.

Qin Jiu stretched out his hand to lift the man's jaw, narrowing his beautiful fox eyes slightly.

The tails of the eyes are upturned, exuding a tantalizing taste. In ancient times, she is definitely a vixen who has practiced for thousands of years.

"...you didn't teach me."

Liancheng said in a daze, he loved the little girl in front of him so much.

She was wrapped in a black windbreaker by him, but a pair of white lotus root arms hooked around his neck, her skin was as delicate as jade.

Squinting a pair of seductive fox eyes seems to be full of stars.

These words successfully aroused Qin Jiu's sense of accomplishment, but her own skills were also worrying.

But she is already dead and doesn't need to breathe, so she is quite handy in kissing, but Liancheng is not very good at it...

Does this mean that for so many years, he has no other woman?

Does it also mean that he has always been his own?
"I... I'm not very good at it, but if we practice more, practice makes perfect..."

Qin Jiu rubbed his arms into his arms, and then his shady eyes fell on the three stewardesses who were already stunned on the ground, his eyes couldn't hide their complacency.

She...is the only woman worthy of Ah Cheng.

Anyone else, roll as far as you can,

Snatching meat from her Qin Jiu's mouth will only end up with no bones left.

"You haven't answered my previous question."

She was obedient, as if she had a bargaining chip right away, and forced her to ask.

In fact, she vaguely knew that it was impossible for him to have other women, but she was still afraid after seeing the lessons learned from that fiancee...

"No, from beginning to end...Only you!"

He was not afraid that she would be arrogant because of her favor, so he hugged her even tighter.

His body temperature was very warm, but the body he was holding was like an ice cube, no matter how he covered it, he couldn't get hot.

After all, she was already dead, and she couldn't expect the dead to have warmth.

"I'll take you to rest, you're too tired."

He hugged her and continued to walk forward. He had already given his subordinates a look, and the three flight attendants who spoke rudely were taken away.

Qin Jiu was indeed very tired. Although she was a living corpse, it was the first time she left Lian's basement.

It is also the first time that she has worked so long and has been moving with a high load. Her body really needs a good rest.

She let Liancheng hug him and put him on a soft bed.

This is a private jet, the plane is very big, like a luxury suite, it has everything in it, everything is available.

The decoration is in a deserted style, with black and heavy metal style.

Low-key luxury, not eye-catching but also can see that the texture is not ordinary.

"Don't put me on the bed, it will get dirty in a while, I'll go wash it first."

There is also a bathroom here. Although she doesn't feel uncomfortable when her body is dirty, she still can't accept it psychologically.

"There are no women's clothes here, wear mine."

Liancheng took out a black shirt from the closet and gave it to her.

Qin Jiu caught it, and was very satisfied that there were only traces of men in everything here, and no trace of women could be found.

It can be seen that this is the plane he often takes, and there are many of his daily necessities and spare clothes in it.

She took the black shirt into the bathroom, she wasn't built for a bathtub, so she just showered.

She took off her clothes, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at the blood-red stitches on her stomach, as if it had been cut in half and stitched up...

(End of this chapter)