My Master is Lin Zhengying

As soon as the spell came out, Nan Chen only felt his eyes go cold.

When he opened his eyes again, the dark room became clear.

Through the small hole in the yellow cloth, Nan Chen can find it.

At this time, a man in black was standing at the door.

The man was about twenty-seven or eight years old, his face was pale, his body exuded black air, and his feet didn't touch the ground.

At this time, with a sullen face, he was looking around the room...

Finally, he fixed his eyes on the motionless white paper figure above the cool bed.

The originally gloomy face instantly revealed a joyful and unrestrained look:

"Hey hey, princess, so you are here!

Let this king is really easy to find! "

After finishing speaking, he faced the cool bed in the middle of the main room and floated over directly.

When he came to the side of the cool bed, the demon had a happy face.

Looking at the white paper man on the bed, he thought it was Ma Xiaoru.

At this time, he licked his lips and said excitedly:

"Princess, why did you run so far tonight, making it hard for me to find you!"

After speaking, he touched the belly of the white paper man on the bed with his hand.

Pushed the white paper man again.

But how can the white paper man react?

Seeing that the white paper man didn't move, the ghost froze for a moment:

"Princess, are you feeling unwell today?

Why don't you speak or move?

Our child, why are you so quiet today? "

Between the words, the demon began to caress the white paper man.

That way, there are as many waves as there are waves.

Disgusting to watch.

However, now is still not the time to make a move.

Therefore, Nan Chen decided to wait.

After stroking for a while, the ghost said to the white paper man:

"Princess, if you don't move.

Hey hey hey.

Then I'll be hard on it, huh? "

After finishing speaking, his face was full of greed.

He started to undress.

Then, like a living person, he lay on the white paper man.

Want to do something stupid.

But the devil doesn't know it.

The person under him is not Ma Xiaoru, but a white paper man.

Seeing such a scene, Wen Cai almost felt internally hurt, wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

But Nan Chen, with a dignified face, was always paying attention and waiting for the opportunity.

But at this moment, the ghost lying on the white paper man suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The "Ma Xiaoru" under him is too strange.

Didn't even move, not even a little bit.

He stopped his dirty movements, then raised his head abruptly, looking at the white paper man.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. The other party's expression was stiff and did not change at all.

Finally, he stretched out his paw suspiciously.

Gently scratched the white paper man.

With a "hiss", the white paper man was torn.

Seeing this, the ghost was stunned and suddenly woke up.

The whole person stood up with a "whoosh".

With a look of ferocity and surprise on his face: