After touching her legs, I touched her chest again.
Gently pinched.
Sigh, it's so small Maybe I'll be older when I have a baby in the future.
Although he didn't care about her size at all, if he could swell a little, it would be quite comfortable to touch.
Night God Wing sat quietly in death row for a noon, and he, who usually never took a nap, even took a nap with someone who was unconscious Before dinner, I solved her acupuncture points, and walked out of death row with a hundred times more energy.
The subordinates all pretended not to see the ghost-faced man.
Until the meal is served.
He sat at the dinner table and was distracted.
There was no idea of moving chopsticks, and the people were a little careful to break the silence.
"Do you want to ask the princess to come to dinner together?"
The ghost-faced man paused, "No.
Let's eat. ” I took off my mask and tried to eat two bites as I usually would, but the empty dining table was not interesting at all, as if I had lost something, and I had no appetite at all Put down the chopsticks, lean back on the chair lazily, and continue to concentrate on the table full of dishes.
Whether it's a subordinate or a ghost guard, they all want to dissuade this person But I don't dare.
At most, I slandered two sentences in my heart.
Let you put the princess on death row, why bother Before the meal was over, the ghost guard outside the door came back in horror.
"Lord Wang, Lord Yue, Lord Yuenu is back."
The faces of the other subordinates changed.
Everyone knows that the moon slave is dead How did the moon slave live Everyone was busy looking at the ghost-faced man.
I saw the man sitting on the high seat, as cold as if he had just woken up from a dream.
"Call her in, it's business as usual."
"Uh, yes."
When the moon slave entered the door, all the subordinates did not dare to take a breath.
"The Moon Slave Sees the Master" "Yes."
The face under the mask of the Night God Wing has no expression, it is an indifference and loneliness that others can't see.
The moon slave was a little emotional: "The moon slave will abide by the rules in the future and swear allegiance to the master" "Yes.
Let's go down and do things. ” "Yes, Master" The moon slave went to join the ghost slave as soon as possible.
I didn't notice that the ghost-faced man sitting there motionless, his face under the mask was as dark as water.
He wasn't soft-hearted and wanted the moon slave to come back.
Instead, he wanted to see what this dog he once raised would do after being made into a zombie by Ye Qingmei.
Lure the snake out of the hole, that's nothing more than that.
After the moon slave returned home, he packed his luggage, and the ghost slave knocked on the door and walked in.
The moon slave didn't speak, and continued to pack the "human" luggage that he didn't need at all.
The ghost slave had never seen the moon slave since the black-robed woman took the moon slave away, and he didn't expect her to come back so generously and freely in such a high-profile situation.
The ghost slave stepped forward, her eyes fixed on the black cloth on her eyes.
Heartfelt word.
"I'm really happy to see you appear in front of me safely."
"Ghost slave, thank you."
Moon slaves can think.
That's what she really said.
If it weren't for the ghost slave and Ye Qingmei's transaction, there would be no her now.
"These eyes" the ghost slave's hand touched the black cloth on her eyes, "can't you see?"
"It's not."
The moon slave responded, and pulled off the black cloth.
The black and red pupils were revealed.
Unlike the black and white of human beings.
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