The disease that is about to wear out, the goddess is broken

Chapter 171 The Tomb Night and the Cat 34
Mianluo thought of the culprit—the mermaid.

Mian Luo turned her face sideways, she pursed her lips, "Don't love me, it won't work, I'm just a legend."

Mermaid: "..."

The mermaid cried and lay on the witch's arms, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooolop."

The witch kicked her away, "Fuck your grandma!"

The ugly elf saw the opportunity, and it was the best way to comfort the girl when she was broken in love. He moved to the mermaid and said affectionately, "It's okay, I like you."

"Get lost!" Toad wanted to eat mermaid meat.

Mian Luo rubbed her chin with her hand, and she understood that the ugly elf was just a spare tire. She thought the witch and the mermaid were really fighting because of him.

Mian Luo watched the excitement, and felt that she almost felt it, so she asked the kitten for a plate of watermelon, and leaned over to fan the flames.

"Mermaid, I think the witch likes you."

"Lamp, the witch is your rival in love."

The mermaid with a love brain believed Mianluo's nonsense, stretched out her hand tremblingly and said, "I treat you as a fool, but you actually want to be my lover."

The innocent witch glared at her, "Bah!"

The magic lamp also had an ugly face, "I didn't expect you to be such a witch!"

The witch wanted to cry without tears, and wanted to settle the score with Mianluo, but found that Mianluo had already left.

"Prince Mianluo, I'm fucking you!"

The mermaid tail slapped her steamed bun face even more swollen, "You can't say that, I really love you!"

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Mian Luo returned to the tomb, wanting to stroke the cat happily.

The kitten turned into a teenager, Mianluo was a little disappointed, and simply slumped on the mat, which was very soft and spotless.

Mian Luo felt a little sleepy when she lay down, the boy looked at her with indifferent dark pupils and long eyelashes drooping.

Mianluo felt that something was wrong, she seemed to have to chase after his wife's crematorium again.

She got up and knelt down to look at him.

"Cat, cat, what's wrong with you?"

The young man looked cold and beautiful, looking at her silently.

Mian Luo blinked her eyes, why is the little wife so squeamish!

in spite of!spoiled!

The girl's slender hands grabbed the corner of the boy's clothes.

Released again, the boy squinted his petal-like thin lips, and the beautiful cat pupils under the long eyelashes looked at the girl with an expressionless face.

Mian Luo loosened the corners of his clothes, and grabbed his sleeves with both hands.

Looking up at him with a small face, shaking his hands, the way the boss coaxes his little wife is to act like a baby.

The boy's long eyelashes drooped thickly, "You touched that ghost's head."

Uh……

Mian Luo opened her eyes wide, "I... that's my brother!"

The young man's beautiful eyes were carelessly bent, but there was no smile.

Mian Luo panicked inexplicably.

The boy knelt on the mat with one long legged knee, and pressed his hands on the girl's sides. His voice was cold, but his bright red lips drew a loose arc, and he leaned close to the girl's ear, squinting his eyes, his slender eyelashes slightly curled, Rubbing the side of the girl's face, "Your brother can't either."

Mian Luo was dizzy from the light fragrance, "Oh, anyway, he won't come to this world again."

Qing Leng's voice fell slowly, "But what should I do if I'm just angry?"

Mr. Mianba narrowed his eyes, feeling that something was wrong.

She looked up at him, the light reflected in his eyes, the color flowed, clear and beautiful.Looking at her, his eyes were a little soft.

He looked like a smile but not a smile, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

Mian Luoxue became smarter, and stared at him with a sullen face, expressionless, "What do you want?"

No, it makes her look too weak.

Mr. Mianba became strong again, she grabbed the boy's collar with her small hands, revealing her white and clear collarbone with delicate lines.

Mian Luo raised her head, put one hand on his shoulder, and pressed her lips against the side of the young man's face, which was white in color and soft to the touch.

Mianluo lamented that a beauty is a beauty.

She stepped back, looked at the saliva marks on the boy's face, and smiled evilly, "Maomao, you have successfully caught my attention."

(End of this chapter)