Chapter 140 Do you like me

After listening to the weekend's words, the goblin's daughter sat up from **. No matter how well she was, her big eyes overflowing with autumn water also flashed with a trace of coldness.

However, this coldness only persisted in breathing, because the almost simple smile on the weekend made her daughter Hong not be interested in anger.

"Come in!" Daughter Hong stood by the bed, subconsciously took off the black shirt that had been scratched by the weekend, then pointed to the big bed and said lukewarmly, "I promise I won't hit you!"

"I believe you once." On the weekend, he secretly angered himself and said to himself, "Afraid of hair, isn't she just a woman? If you dare to be rude, I will press her in ** and beat the fart drum again.

At this moment, he raised his head and feet into the room on the weekend.

Daughter Hong stood by the bed from beginning to end. She put her hands on her chest and looked at the weekend coming towards her step by step like an outsider.

On the weekend, he seemed to walk a crab walk. In fact, he walked very carefully, lest his daughter Hong could figure it out, so he stared at his daughter Hong as he walked. He thought that no matter how fast his daughter Hong was, as long as he paid attention to safety and ran away before his daughter Hong took action, he might not let his daughter Hong pick up a favor.

"Ah..." Just as they were about five steps away, the daughter Hong, who was holding her chest with both hands, suddenly exclaimed, and then pressed her chest with her right hand. It happened to be the place where she was hit by the pebbles thrown by Li Shanhai. Daughter Hong unexpectedly used the most coquettish voice, "My chest hurts so much!"

"What's wrong?" Seeing that my daughter Hong touched the bulging place with her hand, I suddenly felt that I was too hard before, but I didn't touch it at that time. Did this goblin intend to hook up with me? Thinking about this, I was excited on the weekend and almost rushed to my daughter Hong. "Did I hurt you before? Come on, I'll help you touch..."

"Hey!" As soon as the weekend's hand reached out to her daughter Hong, her daughter Hong smiled, which was more cunning than when she usually smiled treacherously on weekends. "Bad guy, let you try to fall on the shoulder!"

"..." Weekend subconsciously wanted to pull back his hand, but late, his daughter's red hand was like a swimming snake, and suddenly wrapped around his arm trying to touch his daughter's red chest.

Wist and turn around!

Then, she was raised above her head by her daughter Hong on the weekend.

Bang!

With a dull sound, he was thrown out on the poor weekend. Fortunately, he fell into a big **, but this was enough to cry on the weekend. He never thought that he could still be used by his daughter Hong after suffering enough to fall over his shoulders in Hualou. Moreover, how about his daughter Hong is a woman? Is there such a strong force value? What makes the weekend speechless is that the daughter Hong's shoulder fall is obviously more powerful than Hualou's.

At the beginning of the weekend, he fought with Hualou. On the weekend, he used his iron sand palm at a critical moment and cracked the killing move of Hualou's shoulder fall. Just now, when his daughter Hong used his shoulder fall on the weekend, he also thought of using his shoulder fall on the weekend. However, he finally gave up, not because he pitied for the jade, but because he just raised his hand. When preparing to use the iron sand palm, the daughter's other hand rubbed on his crotch, that is to say, if the iron sand palm was really used on the weekend, then the small weekend would be gone now.

Lying on his back**, his bones were about to fall off. On the weekend, he was secretly surprised. He was complacent about his ability to practice the legendary internal strength, but when his daughter's red hand stroked his crotch, he realized that his daughter's red also had internal strength, and internal strength The cultivation is much higher than that on weekends.

Daughter Hong is known as a goblin, and she is really a goblin.

"Don't pretend to be dead. Get out of bed. I don't want my ** to smell like a stinky man." After her daughter Hong fell on her shoulder, her face was not red and breathless. However, it was obvious that she was in a much better mood. Although she still had a waveless expression when talking to the weekend, her eyes were clearly proud and happy.

Lying on ** on the weekend, I feel that the world is unreasonable. How can a woman be so powerful? On the weekend, he secretly congratulated himself that there was no direct conflict of interest with his daughter Hong so far. Fortunately, he sold himself to his daughter Hong. Otherwise, if such a goblin-like enemy had been spread out, he would probably have died several times on the weekend.

"I can't afford it!" When I said this on the weekend, my little brother acted coquettishly to my elder sister. "You threw me in **. Now my bones are so painful that I can't get up."

"It doesn't matter. I'm just going to drink some wine. You can lie down for a while. If you haven't got up yet, I'll pick your tendons." The daughter Hong blinked her eyes indifferently. In the autumn water, there was a little playfulness. Although such a daughter Hong looked strange, it was undoubtedly the most touching.

The goblin daughter Hong is an alcoholic, which can be seen from the fact that she has to drink the highest bottle of Erguotou to quench her thirst before eating. Around my daughter Hong, I can always see all kinds of liquor everywhere, but what I can't figure out on the weekend is that this female drunkard likes drinking so much, why doesn't she smell like alcohol at all?

Sitting alone on the lounge chair by the balcony, I don't know where the wine was taken out. The wine is made of gourds, as big as a fist. The small hand like daughter Hong is obviously a little big, but from the perspective of lying on ** on the weekend, I always feel that this is a size bigger than my daughter's little hand. The wine gourd is so commensurate, just as this wine gourd is specially designed for her.

At this time, the daughter's red drink is not as fierce as before, but a small sip, as if the wine gourd is jade liquid syrup. Only such a small mouthful will not be wasted. Only such a small swallow can you taste the wine taste of this wine.

Tonight is the 15th. The moon is in the sky and the curtains have not been pulled down. Therefore, when my daughter drinks, there is a bright moon behind her. The pale moonlight looks so insignificant after being illuminated by the light of the incandescent lamp. However, in the eyes of the weekend, the moonlight is undoubtedly the brightest, brighter than the light of the incandescent lamp. Mei Zhaoren, perhaps, is because my daughter's red cheeks are too touching, which sets off the softness of the moonlight!

Because my daughter Hong drinks alone, the room seems quiet. This extreme quiet beauty is not willing to be destroyed on weekends.

"I look very familiar with your wine gourd." However, the wine gourd in her daughter's hand was so dazzling that she couldn't help talking at the end of the weekend.

His words broke this quiet beauty.

While talking on the weekend, her daughter's red eyes fell on the wine gourd in her hand.

This wine gourd should have been preserved for many years, so it looks smooth, just like a woman's skin.

The daughter's red did not have eye shadow, but those eyes were very beautiful when they fell on the wine gourd.

Although he was a young man with nothing on the weekend, although he had never seen anything in the world, he asked himself that there were several beautiful women he had met, but in terms of temperament, his daughter Hong was undoubtedly ranked first, especially when his daughter Hong calmed down.

"You are really familiar with this wine gourd, because you saw it not long ago."

"Li Shanhai!" On the weekend, he blurted out, "Are you following us?"

Daughter Hong did not hide it and nodded slightly: "It's just a coincidence. If Li Shanhai didn't get out of the car to buy wine halfway, I won't encounter it. This also indirectly shows that your life is very big. If it hadn't been for this coincidence, you would have died now."

When he heard the word "death" on the weekend, his face jumped wildly. He pretended to be dead and couldn't help sitting up: "You mean that Li Shanhai is dead?"

The daughter nodded, and then gently took a small sip of Li Shanhai's remaining wine, bamboo leaves, the highest quality. When she drank it in her mouth, there was a feeling that it melted in her mouth, but when this cool ** flowed into her stomach, it instantly turned into a fire that burned her stomach, which was also better than her daughter's red wine. A few drunkards add up to the bigger, otherwise, this small bite can make her too drunk to get up.

"Did you kill it?" I don't know why, the weekend suddenly felt afraid. He thought that he was strong enough to see through his daughter Hong, but when he said this, he suddenly found that he didn't even know one ten thousandth of his daughter's red.

The third son of the white dragon?

The female boss of the development gallery?

A master of Chinese martial arts who is more powerful than Hualou?

Who is this female goblin?

"I don't want to make a lot of money in business. If I wanted to, I would have been a big boss a long time ago!"

What daughter Hong said at the beginning came to her mind again on the weekend.

She doesn't ask for money, what is she asking for?

Daughter Hong shook her head. It was estimated that the bamboo leaves in the wine gourd had been drunk by her, so she put the wine gourd on the table and moved very lightly, as if she was afraid that the wine gourd would break at any time.

However, she was so careful that the wine gourd was still broken and broken into powder.

"It's not that I killed him, but that he killed himself!" The daughter breathed gently, and the pile of wine gourds on the table that had turned into pieces were blown to dust by her, and all of them scattered to the ground. "Weekend, do you believe it or not!"

Although I don't know why my daughter Hong asked herself so coldly, she still shook her head on the weekend and said, "I don't believe it."

"I believe it!" Daughter Hong stroked the bangs in front of her forehead, paused and said, "If it weren't for life, Li Shanhai would not have been sick as soon as he realized his inner strength**. If it hadn't been for his life, I would have died for you."

"You died because of me?" On the weekend, he grasped the focus of what her daughter Hong said, "Why?"

"You don't need to know why." Daughter Hong stood up from the lounge chair. She had been as beautiful as the moon before. "You just need to remember that you owe me a life."

"..." On the weekend, I felt that my daughter Hong was playing tricks, so I just shut up and didn't say anything.

"Continue the topic I mentioned before about 'life'." When her daughter Hong said this, she looked out of the window. She looked up and seemed to be enjoying the moon, leaving a graceful but particularly cold shadow on the weekend. "I believe in my fate. I believe that my end is a beautiful and thin life, and I will die early..."

"No!" I don't know where the impulse came from on the weekend, and he didn't let his daughter Hong speak. He blurted out, "With me as your bodyguard, you won't die, at least not before me. If fate is really destined to be like this, I will kill it for you!"

When I said this on the weekend, my tone was extremely resolute and a little domineering. This kind of domineering can only be found by men, or only stubborn and stupid men.

After listening to the weekend's words, inexplicably, her daughter's round and delicate shoulders seemed to be **. She didn't feel it herself, but she saw it clearly on the weekend.

"You cried..." When he said this on the weekend, his voice was very low and weak, more like talking to himself.

Daughter Hong suddenly turned around, and a little tenderness flashed in her big slightly wet eyes. She tried not to let herself say this, but in the end, she still couldn't help it, or she couldn't control her mouth at all: "Do you like me?"