"Say it, don't need it." Luo Jia's face was low, his voice was low like mosquitoes.
At this time, Zitong had already taken the arm of Zi Tu, and for him, he noticed Luo Jia's worried eyes. She said with a smile, "The pulse is much better, the internal injury recovers well, everything is good."
Put the mold and stretch the lazy waist, and the purple pupil shall yawn intentionally, "It's so sleepy, okay, you should take a good rest, I'll go to sleep for a while."
She returned to the front, opened the big puppet to wrap her body and sit down.
Seeing Weiyang still standing there, Zitong raised an eyebrow, and immediately spoke, "Weiyang!"
This guy, what deliberately, is it that people are in love there, what electric bulb he is.
"Come, what is the command?" Weiyang jumped to her immediately and sat down next to her.
"Really?" Zitong glanced at him. "With such a large body shape, the heart architecture must be very strange to support such a large circular system.
"What do you want to think?" Weiyang asked with a smile.
Zitong shook his left hand, and the operating knife had been held at the fingertips. "Of course, picking the robe, peeling the flesh, and then breaking the bone with a bone ax, dig out to see."
Weiyangxie laughed, "Can you do the first part?"
"I prefer the latter part." Zi Tong shook the knife in his hand.
Weiyang smiled stronger. "I also like to take off the parts behind my clothes. We are really like -minded, small pupils."
"Try it." Zitong pumped his knife and looked at his chest. "Anyway, your dragon's self -healing ability is very strong, big, you have another heart?"
"How can I use so abolishment." Weiyang sent her chest to her, "As long as you like, this heart, this person, take it with you."
"I don't like it." Zitong yawned, and fingered up the knife, "I'm sleepy, I really have to sleep for a while."
Then, she closed her eyes and leaned on a bone ridge that was prominent behind the sky.
After all, she hasn't broke through the level of the gods. There is no big deal for a day or two, but this body will still be tired.
Now that the Zi is sober, the internal injury has recovered well, and she can rest assured for a while.
"You have to be careful, don't really fall asleep, otherwise, I don't tell Luo Jia to study." Weiyang laughed at her face with a smile.
The knife flashed, and her knife tip was on his lips, "I'm not a purple man."
He laughed, and then sat back to his place again.
Zitong closed the knife and continued to sleep.
Breathing, gradually sinking.
Although the guy Weiyang often takes up her cheap in her mouth, it is just to talk about it. I never really had to have any of her. Zitong also knew that he was just a joke.
He was still seeing her asleep for the first time.
On the side face, looking at her low eyelashes, the evil laughs on Weiyang's face have gradually been put away. The pair always Gu Pan Shenghui, and the ink eyes that seem to have a couple of friendship gradually gathered.
Deep emotions.
This girl, when she was awake, broke away from the unruly, decisively killed, wise and wise ... When she was asleep, she was just like a child.
The wind was blowing from the front, her long hair was raised, and she grew up, sitting in front of her, blocking her cold wind, the wind raised his hood, ink hair, and was usually long hair.
The golden hair band covered is also revealed. In the night, it is particularly obvious.