The Anarchic Consort

"Separate?" Barry Gail stared at her, his eyes cold and scary, mixed with a startling chill: "You should know that unless I die, we are inseparable."

"But what does this mean?" Helen Weiwei bowed his head, his eyes did not look at the Bailijiajue, but stared at the black suit on his body: "You must feel that way in your heart."

The Barry Gregory tightened his hands and sneered: "What do you think?"

"Separately better, after all, the time is so long, there is no sense of freshness." Helen Weiwei's voice is very light, but the dawn is scattered.

The Baili Jiajue wanted to reach out and hold her chin down, and kissed the mouth directly, and she also said that she would not want to kill.

But he can't touch her.

That **** order is still there.

The words of Helen Vivi are like sharp swords, cutting off all the elegance of his life.

“Is nothing new? Is this what you want to say to me?” The words of lowness are like grinding out of his lips, and every word is so hard.

Helen Weiwei did not understand why, obviously it was he who first started not touching himself, how it seemed that he was the most angry.

Really when she has no temper?

"Of course it's not just this sentence!" Helen Weiwei used his strength and hugged people: "And, even if you don't like to see me, today I have to hold you for another night and let you go. Otherwise, do you think that I am so drunk that you are so drunk!"

The treasure of the hundred miles, a sullen feeling in the heart, with the people who rushed in the arms, disappeared without a trace.

but.

"Who said that I don't like it?" Where did her idea come from?

Helen Weiwei, his face is full of seriousness: "Is it not? Yesterday, the day before yesterday, you hid me like a bacterium, and the scorpion is cold, let anyone think that you don't like to watch Come to me, if there is no magic appointment, you must have been blind for a long time."

The most important thing is that the old man told her a lot of previous things.

In fact, Helen Weiwei was very clear. At the beginning, some of her high school did not like her.

So it will be so uneasy.

After the breeding, some of her high school's attachment to her will fade.

She knows the Jiajue too much. Once the interest is lost, the first reaction is to be disgusted.

Helen Weiwei can detect it.

"I did intend to avoid you." The two men were very close, and the Bailijiajue reached her lips. When she opened her mouth, she was full of wine: "That is because I am afraid that I will I can't help but do something bad for you, but you have ordered that order to me."

The question mark of Helen Weiwei's face: "Command?"

"Let me not touch your orders." The voice of Bai Lijiajue was very heavy, and the voice of the scorpion was as deep as the night, with a slight face on his face, and a hot breath hit her ear: "No, I Dear Master, why do you think that I didn’t want to hold you in your waist when you rushed over?”

Helian Weiwei's body was sensitive to a tremor, and the feeling of numbness came from the root of her ear. Her face was a little hot. She coughed softly: "Is this the case?" She had long forgotten that she had been there. The order was really shameful and made such a big oolong.

"Of course it is." Bailey's eyes looked at her, and there was too much deep inside.

Helian Weiwei was happy: "That is my fault, I will take back the order, just how you touch it."

It is this sentence, the mouth of the hundred miles, the silver hair shattered his expression, with black gloves on both sides of the sofa, one of the hands still squatted, two soft The ear is very harmless, and only the corner of the mouth evokes a sin.

Helen Weiwei looked at him like that, it was very cute.

I feel that since the misunderstanding has been solved, there is nothing to lock a certain temple. After all, the uncontrolled man is too dangerous, and she will not let her sleep.

It’s best now, drunk, and shackled by hand, the magic is still diminished, and she’s going to get his hands on him, he won’t resist.

Helen Weiwei liked this setting very much. When he leaned over, he kissed him and kissed him: "Lock it, I can still sleep."

"How are you going to hold me to sleep?" Bai Lijiajue picked up his brow.

Helen Weiwei reached out and rubbed his ear. He felt that he had made a very correct decision today. He felt very good: "Just hold it, and you don't have to struggle, with your current magic." I can't open the current handcuffs."

“Hey?” Bailey Jiajue smiled. “So strong?”

Speaking of this, Helian Weiwei is quite proud: "I deliberately made people use the mysterious ice iron."

"The mysterious ice iron dedicated to the demon?" Barry Gaard did not move, looking down at his handcuffs, the corner of his mouth was like an arc of laughter: "It's a good idea."

That is, I don’t see the idea of ​​who came up with it. Without speculation, Helen Weiwei was very happy, and the eyes of the glass flowed like spring water.

"But if you slap me like this, don't you be afraid of me getting angry?" Barry Gregory looked up at her, half of her body was on the sofa, her suit was creased, and she always gave a kind of abstinence that was finally broken. The beauty of it.

Helian Weiwei kissed him again: "Anyway, your regenerating gas is also the next day. Now you have a way to do something to me, isn't it? Is your head still dizzy? I will go to you first." Pear soup lets you drink a little, and then come back and hold you to sleep."

After that, Helian Weiwei stood up and walked into the kitchen with long legs, and still had a small song in his mouth.

Cut the snow pear, add honey inside, and prepare the ice.

After drinking in the summer, it is always good to drink pear soup.

The singer of Bai Lijia looked deep and sternly in the kitchen, the smile on his face was dangerous and dangerous, and it was in line with his current harmless form.

The time of the avocado soup is not very long. After the pan, Helen Weiwei tasted it is not very sweet. Some of the temples should not be annoying, then broke into the goblet and added three pieces of ice inside. The block was given to the Bailijiajue.

"Well..." Helen Weiwei looked at the lock he was slammed on: "You can't drink it yourself. I will take it with you. When we finish drinking, we will sleep."

It seems that she likes the fun of locking him.

Bai Lijiajue took a sip of pear soup, and the obedient appearance made people feel itchy.

Helen Weiwei thought that he could sleep with such a high-pitched priest when he thought of it for a while, and he laughed out of his disgusting fart in his eyes.

However, soon, she realized a problem!