Chapter 21 Sympathy, I don't have

The frost snow smiled, and the reaction of the silver cuckoo seemed to be within her expectation. Then let me answer for you. Naturally, the biggest goal is to seduce all the men in the world that can be seduced.

This answer is also appropriate, and the silver cuckoo has no intention to refute it.

"There is no problem with the dance itself, but in the wrong place. All men come here to enjoy your ** slut, not your heights.

The words of admiring Shuangxue were like a kind of poison hidden in the bottom of the heart, which suddenly broke out in the crowd. The men present, including those women, almost all applause with thunder.

All people seem to have ignored this problem to some extent.

Jingxianju is indeed not an ordinary workshop. It is a place that haunts men all over the world, and it is also a brothel brothel. What is needed is not a reserved woman, but another kind of ketone that can bring men that they can't enjoy at home.

This is also one of the most important reasons why the silver cuckoo can't achieve her goal. Maybe she has been a prostitute for a long time and forgot the initial needs of men?

I looked at Murong Shuangxue again. Is she really a 13-four child? Few people will think the same as me. What's more, this is a naive-looking child.

At this time, the silver cuckoo seemed to have no words for a long time and stood straight. The man in white beside him seemed to have received some more message and slowly gathered together to invite the silver cuckoo off the stage. The silver cuckoo is like a lost-hearted bird, and suddenly shakes everyone away and looks at everyone warily. "Get out of here. Don't think I don't know who sent you here. I will leave myself."

"Hey, lend me a knife!"

The silver cuckoo said to one of the men in white. It took him a long time to react and carefully handed over a knife.

The silver cuckoo turned around, tore the skirt hooked on the feather arrow, and then scratched it with a sharp knife. A beautiful dress looked so fragmented.

A strange pattern appeared behind her, pitted and scattered, including her most elaborate hair: the flying fairy falling bun.

The red fire hurried to the stage, appeased everyone's emotions, and announced the official start of the next program.

Qing Muhong put his little niece back on his chest again and let her sit on her lap.

Everything gradually returned to normal. It seems that because of admiration for frost and snow, the next girl seems to be dealing with it carefully. Every action or subtle expression has been carefully polished for fear of receiving the same treatment as the silver cuckoo.

In the middle, there are also some better programs, but it always gives people the feeling that something is missing.

Admiring Shuangxue, this little girl also helped Yin Cui invisibly.

All kinds of colorful clothes floated by and flashed, and finally it was the turn of the colorful lights to appear. She belongs to the flying elk, that is, the lowest girl in Jingxianju.

Even the red fire said that that's all she knew about the colored lights.

The colored lights were covered with bright red makeup, and the thick foundation made her face whiter and whiter, and a strong contrast flashed on her face.

is a very simple carved bun, but it seems that she is very satisfied with her hairstyle. Maybe no one combs a slightly more complicated bun for her, or for her, this bun is the most beautiful she has ever combed in her life. There is a very dazzling flower on the bun, which should have just been picked from the garden, because there are still traces of miscellaneous leaves on it.

A beautiful banana is tasteless when worn on her head.

There began to groan laughter on the court.

The little girl wants to fight for her. Piao Bi also began to fidget and shouted that she wanted to help. I pulled one in one hand and pressed them to the seat. Women are such trouble.

"Don't you have compassion?"

The little girl looked at me seriously and extremely seriously.

I laughed. I didn't laugh at the lanterns like those people below. This is my sympathy.

Yes, this is my sympathy. I won't laugh at the lanterns, but I won't help the lanterns.

How many things will there be in this world, and how many can be managed? The word compassion is superfluous to me.

"Cold-blooded!"

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The little girl scolded secretly. I know that she is angry with me. Piao Bi sat aside obediently, saw that something was wrong and stopped talking.

"If a person is not strong enough to be a person who is not sympathized with by others, then don't sympathize with others easily, because why should people who can't even save themselves save others?"

I rarely say such realistic words. Even if I really think so, I will keep it in mind. Because not everyone can accept such a naked fact.

The little girl should have never tried what is bitter and what is helpless, because she is a bird held in her wings and can't be hurt. Although, I never want to hurt.

The little girl didn't scold me or beat me as usual, because I left before she made any decision. I said that the field was a little stuffy, and I wanted to walk, very quickly.

In fact, I didn't go far, just standing on a curtain not far from my seat, quietly looking at the girl.

She lowered her head and couldn't see any expression clearly. Maybe she was thinking about something, maybe she was thinking about what I said. And no matter which one it is, I don't want to.

Until Yin Cui appeared, I still did not return to my original position, but stood quietly in a hidden position. Only I could see the whole audience, but no one could see me.

"Beauty Dew" is the name I gave for Yin Cui's dance.

Silver blue, this is also the name I gave for Yin Cui, a Qing Wan person I have never seen before, far more fresh than a famous celebrity.

The silver moon and blue sky is exactly my favorite sky.

I saw a trace of uncontrollable desire from the corners of those men's mouths, and I could see the slight movement of swallowing, staring straight at the center of the stage.

The layers of fog gradually spread and rise, thick and thin, gradually changing from thick to light.

In the haze, you can faintly see a section of jade muscles, hugging in the surging air.

If you smell it hard in the air, the strong rouge fragrance makes people feel inexplicably excited. That's the smell of Ji Guihua, which is strong, sexy and seductive. This kind of flower is not as delicate as the flowers grown in the four cities of the universe. The more it is in the harshest dry zone, the more it exudes the heart of this flower. This characteristic is like a human physique. When it is strong, it is stronger, and when it is weaker.

The fog has disappeared.

In the middle of the flying Sendai, I don't know when a cloud water butterfly pool has been set up. The irregular edges are like fine lines under the action of running water cutting, soft and slender. The wood of the old locust tree is immersed in warm water, shining with crystal weak light, and the water waves rippled back and forth with the jade body in the pool.

And the "flower coat" quietly covered the water and moved with the water. Yincui's body was supported by the flower clothes to sleep, half leaning against the dense petals, and half ** on the surface of the water, lying drunk.

A beautiful dress that can complement a woman is not when it is worn on a woman, but when a woman presses such a beautiful matching clothes under her body, how can a dress hide her graceful posture?

I remember that before the Flying Fairy Conference, the little girl actually gave the flower dress she regarded as a treasure to Yin Cui. Yin Cui was in tears and knelt down and said that she would definitely return it after using it. The girl smiled strangely. She said that if Yin Cui liked it, she would give this dress to Yin Cui. No matter how expensive the clothes are, they are only worth a piece of money, which has nothing to do with feelings.

That day was the most abnormal day for the girl to look. Just like this moment, when I saw the girl see this flower dress again, her eyes were full of complexity and loneliness. Generally speaking, such a look is most suitable for abandoned women. Because, I have seen too many such eyes, and what matches this kind of eyes is crying and hanging.

Has the little girl become an abandoned woman? No, no, I'm not ready to accept her yet.

Yin Cui's hand gently scratched the surface of the water, and a fresh petal on the flower clothes was gently thrown by Yin Cui, and then soared into the air. Between the ups and downs, Yin Cui gently grasped the petals and held them to the lips.

Flower, eat that woman.

Suddenly, some strange ideas flashed through my mind and then disappeared.

Those men's foreheads and eyes began to burst with blood red. When such an attractive body was unreservedly exposed in the spotlight, I seemed to hear them swallowing the next expanded saliva in my throat. It is undeniable that something is also sprouting in my heart. Men always feel that the most beautiful time is when they don't wear clothes**.

Ying Cui's body is obviously ** to me. This feeling is different from Bei Gongyue and silver cuckoo. She is a flower bone that has never been released, which fades away all the excess covering Zhizhou on her body, such as satin snow muscles, and seems to be able to squeeze out a few traces of sweet nectar. The wisp of thick silk, removed any fancy carving, poured casually into her chest without embellishment, hanging straight to her round and high buttocks. However, even such a slender and shiny black hair can't cover her undulating chest. In particular, the two ruddy jade beads are like sacred objects wrapped in thousands of years, pink and soft.

Yin Cui learned quickly, with infinite charm in her eyes, which made people unable to stop her. And this kind of charm also has an undisguised green smell, just like a delicate and touching little woman. With just one look, a man can completely fall in love.

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Directly cut into the theme, let's smash the red ticket vigorously.

Hold the children who smashed the red tickets tightly.

Hold tightly, hold tightly.

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