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the cute little zombie: the black-bellied emperor, come to your door!

Exploding cute little zombie: the black-bellied emperor, come to the door! Author: Nan Sheng Wushuang Fantasy Romance brief introduction Mother, there is a handsome uncle looking for you outside. He also said that it was my father, and a certain evildoer outside said: Madam, you slept with me. Be responsible for me! Mo Qingcheng is speechless: What are your specialties? A certain evildoer: I will warm the bed. roll! She was originally a gold-medal killer in the 21st century, unparalleled in medicine and poison. But was calculated by the beloved! Traveling back to ancient times, Mo Qingcheng, the third young lady of the waste wood of the Mo residence. Brothers and sisters made things difficult, uncles and aunts didn't love her, and her opponent wanted to put her to death. Pregnant before marriage! How can people be better than dead people! Poison proficiency! Peerless genius! A lot of artifacts! Hades detoured when he saw it. Beautiful men come to sleep, kings come to pet, all don't! A certain evildoer said domineeringly: Madam, this deity gives you two choices! One is to marry me, and the other is that I marry you. pick one of two! Mo Qingcheng: Can you choose the third one? qidian44/book/99889287

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Chapter 32 inexplicably cute

Even Huang Fuyuhan felt strange, why he enjoyed the kiss of Mo Qingcheng very much. He couldn't control himself, and he wanted to taste the kiss forever.

Mo Qingcheng was completely stunned by him, and he forgot to breathe. When Huang Fuyu let go of Mo Qingcheng, Huang Fuyuhan saw that his face was particularly red at this time, and he was kissed in Mo Qingcheng.

He didn't know why, seeing Mo Qingcheng like this. He felt that Mo Qingcheng at this time was particularly cute, and there was an impulse to pinch Mo Qingcheng's face.

I couldn't help but squeeze a delicate face of Mo Qingcheng. This pinch suddenly made the lost soul Mo Qingcheng returned to God.

"Ah ~ ah ~ ah, Huang Fuyuhan, I knocked on your uncle. You actually kissed the old lady, and the old lady kicked you." Then, Mo Qingcheng's feet kicked Huang Fuyu instantly.

Huang Fuyu's hand grabbed Mo Qingcheng's legs, and the person with unknown action seemed to be ambiguous.

This made Mo Qingcheng particularly embarrassing, and the little face became more reddish at this time. The heart was also two beats faster than usual, and the heart was about to jump out.

How can Huang Fuyu Han grow up so evil! Those handsome sword eyebrows, ink -colored eyes like a bottomless hole, how can it be seen.

That handsome face can make others look at DC nosebleeds, even with dazzling silver masks.

But how could he cover his wicked face, even the side. Let the girls look at him, they can fall in love with him.

I really want to see the face under the lower face, what kind of handsomeness will be. Her hand slowly approached Huang Fuyu's mask, when her hand was about to approach Huang Fuyu's mask.

Huang Fuyu grabbed Mo Qingcheng's little hand, and he didn't like others to know his face. But even if he wore a mask, he couldn't cover up his demon's face.

Many people want to do their best to climb on the bed of Huangfu Yuhan. The last time I was not vigilant, I was prescribed.

After finding the person who was pressed, Huang Fuyu immediately pulled out the soul of that person. Putting that man's soul on a different fire, but the man's soul would not disappear, this is simply not as good as death.

Mo Qingcheng found that he was a little embarrassed, and immediately wanted to get off the topic. But Huangfu Yuhan didn't give her this opportunity, when she was about to say.

Huang Fu Yuhan was gone again, and always disappeared. As soon as Huangfu Yuhan left, Mo Qingcheng was relieved.

But thinking of the kiss just now, her face flushed. At this time, Mo Qingcheng was like a shy little girl, and she was lying on the bed.

She could only smell the fragrance of Huang Fuyu's body, and the taste on his body could make her very rest. It seemed to be able to sleep in his arms, but she didn't know why she had this idea.

"Ah, what are you thinking about Mo Qingcheng? How can you have this idea, it's ridiculous." Mo Qingcheng shook his head and patted his little face.

Start cultivation, from morning to night. Mo Qingcheng has been practicing, and at night.

Mo Qingcheng opened his eyes, and since the speed of cultivation from Gao Ling, he has been particularly slow. It has been at the seventh level of Gao Ling, without a breakthrough progress.

Mo Qingcheng intends to change to night clothes now and go out for a circle. Seeing any gains, after a while, Mo Qingcheng changed his night clothes.

The only constant thing is that she is still wearing a white mask. When she was on the roof of Mofu, she suddenly heard two sounds.

This sound is ...