Eldest Miss Divine Calculation

"Mu Hanyan, you...you... aren't you dead..." Miss Zhao Si suddenly widened her eyes and looked at Mu Hanyan like a ghost.

Next to him, Zhao Sining looked the same.

They had long believed that Mu Hanyan was bound to die. Suddenly seeing him appear in front of them, they were shocked and horrified, and their minds went blank.

"I'm dead, it's so bleak... Ah... Ah..." Seeing the horrified expressions of the two, Mu Hanyan's eyes rolled, and his voice was prolonged.

To say that Mu Hanyan's voice was truly amazing, with this prolonged tone, this trembling sound, even Mu Nan next to him felt that his back was erect, and he shrank his neck subconsciously.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhg

"I'm so lonely, why don't you go with me, I can't pay you for the previous things, as long as you are willing to pay for me, you can retaliate against me..." Mu Hanyan was about to laugh. Unexpectedly, this guy really scared this guy, how much he has to do to become timid.

Mu Hanyan's voice dragged on longer, and when he spoke, he quietly pulled off his hair band with vicious interest and deliberately dropped her long hair. The wind blows, her long hair dances lightly, and the snow-white clothes she wears today makes her look even more permeating. I have to say that Mu Dawan sometimes becomes viciously funny, which is really amazing.

No, Mu Nan is not just the hair on his back standing upright now, even his scalp is numb, and his hands and feet are a little cold.

Miss Zhao Si's eyes started to turn white, and she was obviously scared even more.

Mu Dawan continued to work hard, and stretched out his hand while letting out a whisper like a ghost howl. She is a daughter, her fingers are much slender and fairer than normal men, and she is so white that she has a sense of transparency in the sun, originally beautiful and pleasing to the eye. But in this situation, in the eyes of Miss Zhao Si, she is just a pair of ghost claws.

"Ah...Ghost!" Just when Mu Hanyan's finger touched Miss Zhao Si, Miss Zhao Si trembled all over, screamed and screamed and ran away.

Zhao Sining's ability to escape is still so good, and still so proficient, and Miss Zhao Si has escaped at the same time without stopping.

"His" a sound of broken clothes came. Mu Hanyan's fingers accidentally hooked Miss Zhao Si's belt, and when she turned around, an angular, hard ornament tore her clothes, revealing a large white fleshy color.

Although he fled in embarrassment, the white skin was still looming, and the white thighs showed a twelve intoxicating amorous feelings. Uncle Zhao didn't forget to take a glance even when he was busy escaping, and swallowed heavily.

Holding a rag in his hand, Mu Hanyan was stunned when she looked at the looming back of Miss Zhao Si.

"Hahahaha, streaking again, and streaking again, why does she have to Guo Ben every time she sees you. Is she addicted to Guo Ben? This addiction doesn't seem very good, right?" Mu Nan froze for a while. Finally turned around, pointing at Mu Hanyan and laughing.

After receiving this stimulus, Mu Nan's back was not cold, his head was numb, his hands and feet warmed up. It's just that the gaze looking at Mu Hanyan was very strange.

Mu Hanyan was speechless for a while, what does it matter to me if she is not addicted? You ask me and I ask who to go, it sounds like I like to tear other people's clothes. Don't forget, you were the one who tore someone's clothes last time.