MTL - Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 3095 The Girl with Black Belly God (70)

The murderous intention appeared on his face.

It was even scarier than the gangsters.

Bai Weiwei thought for a while and then frowned slowly, as if he knew what he meant by asking this.

Her face rose a little bit, her eyes were moist, and an angry light appeared.

The kitten that was tempted just now.

It turned into a fierce beating tiger, and she didn't care whether her neck was in someone's hand.

Instead, he stretched out his hands, pinched the collar of the teenager fiercely, and pulled down.

A fierce momentum to tear his clothes.

"Fu Yuheng, why do you still have a history of love when you kiss? Are you afraid of AIDS?"

She sneered.

"Is the old lady having a sexually transmitted disease? Do you want to go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination before kissing you? No, you should draw a barrier around you. If you are close to you, you will be dragged out to check, lest someone sickness can infect you."

She was mad.

The voice was almost roaring, the momentum was amazing, and his fingers were still desperately pulling his clothes.

He must die with him.

Fu Yuheng's anger and murderousness just now caused her to fall apart.

Obviously, he has always been indifferent to the deterrence of his subordinates.

For her, it is more like a combustion aid.

Turn her little-tempered temper into a big-tempered temper.

The kitten in front of him turned into a fire-breathing dinosaur, hoping to spray him into scum.

Fu Yuheng pursed his lower lip, his cold brows were still frowning, and he interrupted her word by word.

Attempt to **** the right to speak.

"Your kiss ..."

Bai Weiwei sneered and said, "How is the kiss technique? How do you like to say that the kiss technique is not good? You can also print the contract as you did last time and type out all your requests. I'm so familiar with it so I don't touch you Moldy head. "

Fu Yuheng: "You ..."

Bai Weiwei: "You are what you do, you are unreasonable to make trouble, you like the younger sister who has said that he is dead."

Fu Yuheng: "..."

Bai Weiwei: "Oh, brother, you are the most powerful. Do you like this style? Or do you like me carrying a kindergarten schoolbag and singing to you a little star."

After that, she suddenly realized.

Fu Yuheng: "..."

What is unreasonable to make trouble is knowledge.

The first time I saw the girl's unreasonable tricks.

Fu Yuheng, who had always been dealing with mature people, was dumbfounded.

That anger was pulled by her to helplessness.

I even wanted to let go of myself, tied her with a quilt, and covered her mouth with my hand.

At the moment it was like Fu Yuheng, a boy who had just grown up, and there was helplessness on his face.

And Bai Weiwei is still desperately pulling his collar.

"What time is it now, you old feudal feudalism, then care about my good kissing skills, why not ask me if I am."

This is a deadly bayonet.

Facing Fu Yuheng through the blood.

He moved his lips and finally couldn't bear it, bowing his head to kiss her.

She was stunned.

Then raising her eyebrows, the girl refused to show her weakness and kissed back fiercely.

The battle between the lips begins.

Mutual exchange.

It's almost fighting bleeding.

Her breathing was messy, not as familiar as the temptation just now.

On the contrary, there is something going on.

There is no defeat.

Fu Yuheng finally recovered a little bit of self-esteem as a man.

He pinched her neck, loosely, not as hard, as if carrying the kitten's neck, with a threat.

But no harm.

He left her bright lips, her long eyelashes drooping, and her eyes dark as night.

The thin lips of the teenager are also unusually red.

With a moist sense of temptation.

His voice was very low, "If you change the subject again, I won't condone you."

(End of this chapter)