Chapter 162 Obstitue

Pushing Hua Wuyi to the ground, Gan Ping did not dare to look at the springless body again. He quickly grabbed Hua Wuyi's hand, which was still in his trousers, and pinched the wrist and took it out. Until he left, the white and tender little hand was still playing strangely and flicked reluctantly. This made Gan Ping muffled, and his straight waist almost bowed into a shrimp. With a red face, Gan Ping pushed the strange jade hand away, quickly tied his trouser pocket three or two times, rushed to the door in three steps and two steps, and left the room in an instant.

The clothes are half full of red and trendy flowers and no clothes do not care that they have been in spring for a long time, and their graceful body has been exposed to the air. A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Gan Ping's panicked back, and their eyes were full of regret and unwillingness. The hand that was just placed in Ganping's shirt was raised between the mouth and nose, and the seductive masculine breath came, which made the woman who relied on double cultivation to study impatient. She stretched out her pink and delicate small fragrant tongue and licked her palm, as if to swallow all the remaining breath on it. "Little enemy, you are Mine, I must get you..." There was a slightly sick laugh from the room.

Although it is in order to pursue immortality and immortality, I have practiced such shameful skills, but when I think of the immortal in the eyes of secular people, I also sell my body like the humble brothel woman every day. The strong psychological gap over the years has long distorted the mind of Hua Wuyi, but Gan Ping's pure yang body is The shy and shy teenager just satisfied the twisted psychology of her collar.

Gan Ping, who was panicked, escaped from the dark room. The gentleman did not bully the dark room, but Gan Ping, a gentleman, did not look elegant when he had entered before. The girl in colorful clothes next to her, who called Xiaoping, was looking at him with a strange look. In her memory, as long as the monk who entered the dark room with the flower supervisor could not come out for half a day. But the teenager in front of him subverted his cognition, isn't it? However, Gan Ping's untidy clothes and panicked expression made him feel bad, especially in the place where his lower body had not yet calmed down, which made the little girl's eyes ripple.

Being looked at by that same gaze, Gan Ping was also uncomfortable for a while. He pulled the wrinkled clothes without a trace. Gan Ping walked to the chair he had sat in before. It was not that he didn't want to leave, but that he paid for it, and the refining materials he needed had not been delivered. Seeing Huoer pinching a nut with one of her claws and dancing happily, Gan Ping was so angry that his desire turned into a chestnut and fell heavily on Huoer's head. This little thing is so free. Your owner was almost eaten in it just now. You are still alive here. It's really annoying.

Huo'er screamed and hugged her little head. She looked at Gan Ping at a loss and looked at Gan Ping, who gritted her teeth. Huo'er seemed to think of something and handed the nuts in her hand, which made Gan Ping roll his eyes and cry and laugh. Looking at Gan Ping's strange expression, Huo'er's nose suddenly twitched and looked at Gan Ping with a strange look. She screamed coldly and danced, and the red buttocks swayed towards Gan Ping.

"Little beast!" The fire screamed and attracted the eyes of everyone in the hall. The tearful fire jumped on the table, and a pair of small claws covered their buttocks and cried in pain. Gan Ping-colored Tieqing gritted his teeth and took back his fingers. This little thing was greedy and forgot to follow him. Just now, he actually made fun of the fragrance of women on his body and said whether he had stolen good food when he went in. I was almost eaten. Thinking of this, Gan Ping couldn't help rolling his eyes again. The world is simply too crazy.

Xiaoping, who was watching, had already been teased by the master's pet. The silver bell-like giggle was particularly touching in the fragrant fog. Gan Ping quickly took his mind. Today, she was really stimulated by the flower without clothes, and she was a little heart-like.

At the corner, the flowers in red clothes have come out, and their faces are red. The spring in those beautiful eyes is almost dripping out of the water, like a begonia that has been blooming with jade dew. It is enchanting and beautiful, and I don't know how many guests in the hall have attracted the eyes. When those male monks saw this beauty, they couldn't help swallowing their mouthfuls. Although they all knew the woman's identity and skills, no one in front of you could touch anyone. If she is not willing, she can only enter her eyes and try her double practice of fighting skills.

Thinking of this, all the male monks' eyes couldn't help falling straight to Gan Ping in the corner with Hua Wuyi's eyes. Just now, they had seen this boy and this beauty go in. As for what he was doing, all the men knew it. Unfortunately, this boy was a silver wax gun head, which was not useful. Unexpectedly, he came out so quickly. It's really a violent thing.

All kinds of eyes fell on Gan Ping one after another, with admiration, jealousy and contempt, which made Gan Ping helpless for a while, and his innocence was ruined. He lowered his head slightly, hoping that there was no monk who was close to Miaochengzong here. Otherwise, this person would be lost. If he traveled to his master Mo Shufeng... Thinking of the cynicism of the master on that day, and then thinking of the scene after the master Mo Shufeng knew about this matter, Gan Ping couldn't help shivering and abruptly. The idea drove it out of my mind.

A small greenish white hand appeared in front of Gan Ping with a small kit. "This is the refining material you want. It's all in it. Do you want to click it?" The voice was sad but charming. It was Hua Wuyi. Seeing the small white hand buzzing in his head, he couldn't figure out of the ecstasy of the little hand just now. He hurriedly picked up the storage bag, but he didn't even count it. He didn't even dare to raise his head and got up and wanted to leave.

"Is it true that the slave's family has disappeared for the last time?" Feeling that his sleeves were pulled by others, bursts of Nizi's soft words came from her ear, and the sad voice made no man unable to refuse. Even if Gan Ping was a stone-hearted, he couldn't help turning his head and saw Hua Wuyi's delicate face. His heart suddenly swayed and he didn't dare to look again. "Hua... Director Hua, see you later..." With a whistle, the fire suddenly jumped on Gan Ping's shoulder, and Gan Ping turned around and walked to the door.

"Wait..." Just as Gan Ping Kan walked to the rockery, there was a soft cry behind him. Hearing the sound, Gan Ping couldn't help but feel numb, and he cried secretly in his heart, but he had to stop. Hua Wuyi quickly walked up from behind, "I almost forgot that this is my VIP token of Luo Zhenfang. In Zihua Xianfu, no matter where Luo Zhenfang buys goods, you can avoid a discount of the price."

Hua Wuyi is not stunned by beauty. This token was prepared by her before. It is worth using this token to attract young and successful disciples such as Gan Ping. He didn't dare to see her. Gan Ping turned his face slightly and took the token. "Oh, and this..." There was a shuttle sound of clothes without clothes beside him. Gan Ping was slightly curious but did not dare to look at it.

A soft and warm thing was stuffed into the palm of Gan Ping's hand. Gan Ping couldn't help but be surprised. The things in his hand were as thin and slightly transparent as cicada wings, and there were bursts of fragrance from time to time, which was particularly familiar. Looking at the small silk in his hand, Gan Ping looked at Hua Wuyi blankly. His face suddenly turned red, and he quickly turned his head and walked out. If he stayed for a while, he might have done something.

"Son, walk slowly. If you miss the slave's family, you can see things and think of people. Don't forget the kindness of your skin. My concubine is waiting for you." These half-joking words came from behind. Gan Ping staggered and almost fell to the ground, causing a silver bell-like laughter of the beauty behind her. It turned out that just now, Hua Wuyi put his hand into his clothes under the public, pulled out the layer of sweat towel inside and stuffed it into Gan Ping's arms.

No wonder the fragrance is so familiar. It turns out that it is the body fragrance of this witch. When Gan Ping looked over, Zhang saw the half-dew breasts, without the obstruction of a layer of sweat towel inside. The wonderful outline was clearly visible in the clothes, which made Gan Ping couldn't help but think of the beautiful scene of her clothes in the dark room. In the final analysis, Gan Ping was also worthy of a strong teenager. How could he stand such **. He quickly turned around and ran away. If he delayed any longer, Gan Ping doubted whether he would go and die.

Out of the door, the noisy noise came to my ears, which made Gan Ping, who was dizzy, slightly awake. He took a deep breath. The body fragrance of the enchanting beauty just now seemed to be still around. The temperature from the soft cloth in his hand made Gan Ping turn his senses, and there was a little residual temperature of the original owner. Thinking that the material was just pulled from his body, Gan Ping was a little stunned.

Gan Ping, dressed in white, held the thin woman's clothes like cicada wings in his hand. He was stunned for a while. It was not until a middle-aged man passed by him that the strange eyes woke him up and threw the cloth into the ring in a hurry. Gan Ping was relieved.

Just when he was out of his mind, there was an old but timid voice behind him, "This little brother, do you still want that witch drum?"