Chapter 44 Madman

It's obviously a yellow little man's book, and it's about spring. Gongtu is such an elegant name.

Those explicit black-and-white paintings, the various postures of men and women to "be frankly meet each other", even though Mishu, an earthman who is very open about men and women and has more or less seen the third-level films staged by real people, is still very shocking by the pictures in this pamphlet.

The main reason is that she is not prepared at all, so she has such a big reaction.

She never dreamed that such a gentle and elegant fairy sister like a goddess would collect spring. Gongtu, and also gave this away.

Rasha's national style is not only open, it's simply release. Unruly!

Mishu came to her senses and took the yellow little book from Rilla, who was blushing as if holding the pamphlet as if holding a hot potato. She opened it again and was much calmer.

It's just a character drawn with a brush. Compared with the live-action movies she used to watch on earth, it's simply pediatrics. It's just that what she thinks more is that if Second Adira really has affection for Gasil, she will not be willing to let her beloved man have skin and other women, so it seems that the relationship between the two people may not be what she thought.

To this conclusion, Mishu, who should have been discouraged, somehow became very abnormal and brightened.

"Madam...you..."

Rila looked at Mi Shu tremblingly at the picture that made people blush and heartbeat, thinking that her master was stunned.

"Look at you, what's the fuss about that oming appearance." Mishu glanced an angry at Rila, as if the person who just threw the book out as if he had been struck by lightning was not her at all.

Rila has a beautiful face with a narrow smile, "Madam... but from this spring. Learning knowledge on the palace map? Fortunately, on the day of the bridal chamber..."

"You damn girl!" Mishu caught up with Rela, who ran away after saying that sentence, "Don't run! Don't run if you have the ability! Stop! Let's see how I deal with you today..."

On the winding pebble path of the Magic Palace, a noble woman was chasing a simple but watery maid regardless of her image. Many passing servants stopped to watch and whisper, mostly compared with this pair of masters and servants who thought of their own masters.

Mishu chased after him, accidentally bumped into a human wall, and subconsciously apologized.

The pamphlet in his hand was taken away unprepared by the person in front of him. Mishu was shocked, raised her head, saw the person with an uncomfortable and narrow smile in front of her, and frowned.

"Lord Nanbo, my wife was rude just now. Please return the book to me."

She deliberately called herself "I am" in front of this girl, which is to let him recognize her identity and not try to make her own ideas.

Calvin was not interested. He went to Xibo Mansion several times to block the beauty's demeanor again. Unexpectedly, the first time he went to say that he was invited to Beibo Mansion by Daniel, and the second time he was invited to the Qing Accord by his second sister Christine. However, the more bumpy and difficult the beautiful scenery, the more interested he was, the more he was in Xibo Mansion. On the only way, as expected, wait for the rabbit to come to this beautiful woman who is smiling like a colorful butterfly playing in the flowers.

So, of course he will not let this opportunity go.

"Mrs. Xiber is serious. It is really a blessing for Darwin to have a 'close contact' with such a beautiful woman."

Mishu frowned deeper and didn't want to pester him. "It's so good. Then please give me back Mrs. Nanbo's book." After saying that, she reached out and grabbed it.

Obviously, he was dodged by the boring prodigal son. He deliberately put the book behind him, so that he would inevitably "plop into his arms" if he wanted to take the book back.

Mi is extremely comfortable, but how can't you see this essence? What are the scum thinking about? In fact, she doesn't have to pester this scum for that book. Anyway, that book is not important, and it won't come in handy. She just doesn't want this guy to see that she has this book, otherwise this bastard will be more bold and unscrupulous to herself, and even if she avoids it. God, she doesn't want to let this guy retreat completely and dispel the absurd idea. She doesn't want to waste time dealing with this dage who is beaten but can't be offended every day.

She took a step back and stopped grabbing the book, and her tone had shown a bad tone, "Lord Nanbo, please take care of yourself."

Darwin took a step closer and asked with a smile, "How can I not be self-respected?"

"What the hell do you want!"

Seeing that Mishu was a little annoyed, Darwin stopped pressing step by step, but just glanced at the book. "Why does Mrs. Xibo be angry? Benjue is just curious about what kind of book is so important. If it is a good book, of course, it should be shared, right?" With that, regardless of Mishu's pale face, he opened the pamphlet by himself.

His eyes suddenly widened, his face suddenly flushed with excitement, and he looked up at Mishu with surprise and joy.

Mishu knew that he would have such a reaction, but he still felt ashamed. He felt as disgusting as eating a fly but helpless.

"It turns out that Mrs. Xibo and Darwin are like-minded. The lady is so open-minded that she is simply a heroine. Why don't you find a secluded place with the Lord to discuss this extensive and profound cultural knowledge?"

"Discuss your sister!" Mishu couldn't stand it, and didn't care whether the scum could understand it or not. Regardless of his image, he stared at his big eyes to remind him, "Don't forget, I'm Mrs. Xibo, the wife of Lord Xibo, Gasil, who is about to pass through the door. Do you also say such shameless words?"

Darwin jumped over. Before Mishu could react, he was hugged by the scum. Because he looked at spring. Gong Tu's excited and flushed face was even more excited at this moment. He held Mi Shu's delicate body tightly. No matter how he screamed and struggled, he couldn't get rid of it. He was so powerful that he easily used a magic to pop Rilla, who ran over to save Mishu, a few meters away.

"Shameless?" Darwin seemed to have lost his mind, "B bitch, stop pretending to be with spring. How dare you say that Gongtu is shameful? Benjiu knows that you are the wife of Gasil's wild seed who is about to cross the door, so he hasn't passed the door yet, and even if he passes the door, Benjue doesn't mind. Who doesn't know that Gasil is forced to marry you by the order of the Demon Lord, so he won't touch you... Benjue knows that you are hungry and thirsty, eager to be touched and loved, longing for **, so don't pretend to be reserved in front of Benjue, you sultry bitch, I'll see if you are still so arrogant later!"

None of the servants who originally hid from the bustle and watched the scene dared to stand up. Not to mention that no one dared to offend this Lord Nanbo. Even if all the people who were not afraid of death came out to fight against the peace, he was not the opponent of his senior magician.

Dare to be angry and dare not say anything, the kind-hearted servants quietly ran to inform Lord Xibo. In their hearts, this legendary temperament is unparalleled and really has no air to treat servants well, and must not be ruined by that scum.

Darwin dragged Mishu to the direction of Nanbo. Mishu struggled desperately. Without magic, she would not be the opponent of this guy. She only felt that she was hugged by this ** bug and wanted to fester and die, but on the other hand, she was extremely afraid.

She was afraid that no one could help her in the magic palace, and Darwin, who was used to it, would really spoil himself.

I can only keep scolding and resisting without any use, but I feel desperate little by little.

In his mind, he hopes that the man will suddenly appear, with the unparalleled chicness and momentum exclusive to him, as well as the shallow fragrance of pear blossoms...

"Darwin, let her go!"

Really...is it coming?

Is it him?

No matter how annoying it is, at this moment, the person she expects from her heart is always him.

He raised his eyelashes and his eyes were a little stagnant. Looking at the handsome and clear man, he suddenly choked.

The salted pig's hand was a little surprised and released. Mi Shu quickly broke away from the scum that made her disgusting. Her grievances, fear, gratitude, disappointment, and various complex emotions drowned her. At that moment, Mi Shu, who had always been strong, weakly indulged herself, desperately rushed to the arms of the man who suddenly appeared and gave her hope. .

Even if it's not the fragrance of pear blossoms, what's the matter...

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There is still one chapter in the evening, you know...

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