However, although her makeup is very light, the wind and dust taste is still obvious
"Master, I am ..."
Without waiting for a woman to introduce herself, Lian Ze threw another pillow over, and roared at the same time: "I don't need a dusty woman! Get!"
Lian Tao was speechless, a little headache, his heart, it also hurts
What is my son? Revenge his old father?
So, let's keep it, let the third girl pretend to be calm, let people send the girl in
This time, Lian Ze was not immediately furious, but rushed to the woman who was very similar to Su Xiaonuo hooked his fingers.
"Show me" he said
The girl paused and came over
When she was about to go to the bed, Su Xiaonuo opened his eyes, "You can let her want me to do anything"
Lian Ze sneered at Su Xiaonuo, reached out and caught her chin, pressed her into her arms, and said, "You can die, you can?"
Dead ... Dead? Do you want her to die?
She, I really want to see my dad ...
"You can" her complexion, spit out two words lightly, not humble, not afraid of the so -called death at all.
"So, go to death!" He grabbed her hair, pulled her away from her body, watching her falling on a wide bed heavily on the large bed
Su Xiaonuo was fainted, that's because of alcohol and aphrodisiac
She put her left arm on her lips and opened her mouth to bite up until she bit her blood to stimulate her nerves.
Then she got out of bed and walked towards the girl, "go"
"I don't leave" the girl said stubbornly, raised her head, staring at Su Xiaonuo
"Go, he is a demon" Su Xiaonuo smiled, smiled beautifully, and laughed enchanting
Then, barefoot, walked towards the place where the glass fragments were broken, squatted elegantly, picked up a piece of fragments
Transparent, a little red wine, very beautiful, beautiful
After looking at Lian Ze, the girl was so scared, her face was white, she turned her head and ran her. She couldn't pretend at all. She was not that woman.
That man is so terrible, blood in his eyes ... so terrible
Demon, really a demon ... I can’t promise to sell my body because of money in the future, because it may be dead