Mao Xiaoyu was awakened by the discussion of the passengers, listened carefully, and the most important thing was: Zhu Shenxian three words.
It's a bit of a skill to be called a 'god' by so many people, right?
It's not pretending to be a ghost, is it?
Luo Bo bowed his head and whispered to her, "Another magic stick." ” Even if there are immortals in the world, they will not be so high-profile, so he feels that there is a high probability that he is a god who pretends to be a ghost.
"Don't be so arbitrary, maybe a warlock?"
Mao Xiaoyu smiled lightly.
Luo Bo shook his head: "The possibility of a warlock is relatively small. ” "Why?"
Luo Bo whispered next to her ear: "Warlocks really want to make money, and they will not rely on deceiving the trust of middle-aged and elderly women to make money."
It's too cheap, and it's easy to goof. ” Mao Xiaoyu smiled: "You really know them." ” "I've seen a lot.
They have many ways to make money, so they don't need to be so high-profile.
Because the higher the key, the more taboo it will attract peers. ” "Then this Zhu Immortal ......"
Mao Xiaoyu listened to it again, and whispered: "It seems that he still has some skills."
I haven't goofed for so long, it seems to be quite effective......"
Luo Bo spread his hands: "God stick, it's a little clever and small."
Otherwise, how to deceive the trust of middle-aged and elderly women?
” "That's right."
Luo Bo stroked her head and gentlely: "Sleep, I'll call you when you get there." ” "Hmm."
This bus, passing through the urban area, has a few stations and some people, and they go down a lot one after another.
Mao Xiaoyu didn't sleep steadily, because the passengers had been talking about the topic of Zhu Shenxian.
Blow how he works, how difficult it is to queue up, and how he is kind-hearted.
In short, in the passenger's mouth, this Zhu Shenxian has been plated with a layer of protagonist aura.
When the city arrived, Luo Bo pulled the ignorant Mao Xiaoyu out of the car and went to find a hotel to stay first.
When I first arrived in F City, I adjusted my emotions first and then looked for someone.
The hotel is in the mid-range, and they only need a standard room.
Mao Xiaoyu was a little confused, and it wasn't until Luo Bo put down her luggage and sorted out her clothes or something that she asked in surprise: "You, only booked a room?"
” "Yes.
Two rooms are too wasteful.
Luo Bo patted her face: "Why don't you worry about me?"
There are two beds here, one for each person, and I'll be very nice.
Well. ” Mao Xiaoyu blushed embarrassedly: "I didn't mean that." ” Luo Bo smiled: "It's good if it's not."
Go wash your face and go down to eat. ” "Hmm."
After washing her face, Mao Xiaoyu was much more sober and sorted out her emotions in the mirror.
In fact, if something happens, she can accept it.
After all, her feelings for Luo Bo are growing day by day.
What's more, since knowing that he is the person he has been looking for, his mentality has also changed subtly.
She had a predestined mind, so Luo Bo really wanted to do something to her, and she didn't seem to reject it. patting his face, Mao Xiaoyu opened the door, and Luo Bo sat on the sofa flipping through magazines.
"Hungry, aren't you?"
Luo Bo got up and stretched out his hand to her.
"A little."
"Let's go, I'll take you around."
Mao Xiaoyu tidied up a scarf and let him lead him out.
City F is about the same size as City H.
The city construction is also comparable.
There is no difference between customs and customs, tastes and customs.
Therefore, Mao Xiaoyu did not feel uncomfortable.
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On the contrary, it quickly became like a fish in water.
When night fell, I returned to the hotel, and Mao Xiaoyu was tired.
F City is quite fun, she admits that the direction of play is more humane than what H City does.
"Xiaoyu, tired?"
"Hmm.
I'll rest first and then go to the shower.
You go first.
Mao Xiaoyu pushed him.
"Okay."
Luo Bo ignored her, took the bathrobe and went into the bathroom.
Mao Xiaoyu turned over, stretched his hands for a long time, moved his legs again, felt still sore, sat up and rubbed his calves.
With a light 'bang', Luo Bo was wearing a bathrobe, but it was not tied properly, it was crookedly open, and his strong chest could be seen.
He wiped the drops of water from his short hair with a towel and walked out without knowing it.
Mao Xiaoyu's eyes 'swished'.
Depend on!
The loose old bathrobe was worn diagonally on the tall and slender Luo Bo, and the fatal sexual feeling of only exposing his chest was about to bleed.
A few drops of water from the tips of his hair fell disobediently on his chin, and then dripped onto his open chest, flowing down his muscles, and disappearing into the bathrobe, which was simply a movie in slow motion, which was particularly imaginative.
"The water temperature is good, Xiaoyu ......"
Luo Bo wiped his hair, raised his eyes, and couldn't help but smile at Mao Xiaoyu's demented expression.
His hands were very warm, and he gently pinched Mao Xiaoyu: "Stay?
” Mao Xiaoyu swallowed his throat, and was scented by the heat on his body, instinctively moved his butt and retreated, his eyes drooping: "You, you're just washed?"
” "Hmm."
Luo Bo sat down, and the bed bounced.
Mao Xiaoyu choked again: "You, can you sit far away?"
” "I can't."
Luo Bo leaned closer to a handsome face and said with a smile: "Unless you give me a convincing reason." ” Mao Xiaoyu was stabbed by him, twisted his face, and was in pain: "You, no clothes." ” "Dressed in it.
You touch.
Luo Bo pranked and held her hand, she wanted to retract, but he grabbed it, touched the bathrobe, and his voice was confused: "Did you touch it?"
” Mao Xiaoyu's will was not firm, he didn't dare to look at him, and nodded indiscriminately: "I touched it, you, you let go." ” Luo Bo laughed under his breath, and did not let go, but took her trembling hand and slowly touched his chest.
'Boom' Mao Xiaoyu's tight string trembled and issued a warning.
"Xiaoyu, your hands are so icy."
Luo Bo smiled lightly and put her hand on her chest: "I'll warm you up." ” "No, no.
I, I'll take a shower later, and I'll be fine.
Mao Xiaoyu was calm.
"Really?
No need to wait.
I'll help you warm it up now.
Luo Bo was attentive and took her hand and slowly slid down.
His skin is not very delicate, but it is not rough to the touch, it is hot, Mao Xiaoyu gasped, as if touching a hot potato, and exclaimed: "Don't, don't ......"
"Don't, what?"
Luo Bo even blew in her ear, making her face shy and crimson.
"Luo Bo, don't ......"
Mao Xiaoyu gasped hard.
Luo Bo smiled softly in her ear and asked, "Don't want anything?"
If you don't say, how do I know?
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” "Hands, hands don't go down."
"Well, go on, tie my bathrobe, can't you?"
"Huh?"
Just a bathrobe, huh?
Of course it works.
Mao Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, slowly turned his head, and looked at his bathrobe.
Damn, it's more open than it was just now.
As if faintly visible, there are black hairs running down the navel......
Mao Xiaoyu turned his head violently and didn't dare to look at it again, crying with a face: "Luo Bo, don't tease me." ” "Where do I have?"
Luo Bo put one hand around her, leaned against her neck and bit her delicate skin: "Xiaoyu!
I want to!
” "......"
Mao Xiaoyu blushed like a big red flower, and felt uncomfortable: "You, what are you talking about?"
” Luo Bo took the play, took her hand and reached under the bathrobe, and held something high-spirited, hot and hard, and the frightened Mao Xiaoyu screamed: "Ah!
” 'Hiss~' Luo Bo was grabbed hard by her, and he made a sound of pain.