Chapter 335 The Wild Goddess

When the night found Liuxiu, they once again played this kind of game that only the two of them could play: under the navigation of the space of the night, they went to famous snack bars and restaurants all over the mainland with Liuxiu girls, and then took them back to Liuxiu's boudoir for lunch.

You have to imagine how fast and shameless their catastrophe is: every time it is transmitted to a place, the sleeveless girls use the technique of time to stay still and take it directly. Sometimes there are no ready-made dishes in the restaurant, and the two hooligans directly take away the dishes that the customers haven't moved their chopsticks. This kind of robbery. It is not surprising that the robbery can also be solved with his own space spells, but this kind of rogue robbery occurs all over the world at the same time. Rob, and after grabbing, it didn't take a second at all.

Therefore, in reality, as soon as the night sat down in the suied boudoir, the table between them was full of large and small food, and there was actually a roast whole sheep.

Liuxiu has always appeared like a 40-year-old woman in front of the night. The night is also used to it. They are connected with each other, and their age and appearance are not an obstacle.

This kind of unimpeded spiritual communication is not mixed with the communication between the facial features between men and women. This pure feeling is very enjoyable.

The reason why she uses time spells to make herself look like this is to get this feeling. She must also know in her heart that if she has time spells, she will definitely be suspected by the night. For example, she knows that the night will definitely think: You will go back in time, why don't you change back to the way you were at the age of 18? Is it because I was ugly when I was young and didn't dare to see anyone?

What she wants is to have this idea at night. After all, if she can't see a real person, she always sees the old-fashioned appearance of a girl with flowing sleeves in front of her eyes. If she is disgusted, it will definitely show.

This is also a test for the general night, but the general night does not think that her current appearance is ugly. Even if the beauty is old and yellow, the charm still exists. In the person who gets the true transmission of love, it is really a spring peach and autumn chrysanthemum. Each has its own fragrance, and there is nothing wrong with it.

If so, after eating a bunch of snacks, I couldn't stand it, but Liuxiu didn't see the intention to stop. I couldn't help wondering, "Sister Liuxiu, I see that your stomach is not big. Why can you hold so many things? Also, you eat so much every day, why don't you gain weight?

The sleeveless girl said proudly, "My sister is born with a good spleen and stomach. You are envious and jealous!"

Jang Ye secretly slandered in his heart: "I guess it's also a guy with another bag in his stomach, so he can hold so many things, Gaga..."

Liuxiu elegantly supported his chin with his hand, and then took out a white handkerchief to gently wipe the corners of his mouth, just like the Liuxiu he first saw at night. Although he looked like a half-old Xu Niang, he could smell the gentle charm of a lady in his bones.

Liuxiu is naturally a boudoir. Her family's learning origin is that the fox is a smart and studious race, and also has the unique charm of the fox. Under the influence of Uncle Xu Ling, it is naturally stained with the perfect temperament of Qinglong Bingdao. Such a person, even at the age of fifty, has the same taste as the ordinary fifty years old. Women are much better.

I found that the night was distracted by me, and Liu Xiu was also a faint deer singing in my heart. Looking at the handsome face of the young man opposite, the free and easy figure, I haven't seen him for many days. Unexpectedly, she has a little more mature and steady body, more like a man. Her old face can't help blushing.

Under the transformation of Zhuang Chun, the night had changed from a body to a man, and then took over the giant order. Invisibly, there was a man's responsibility, and the mind also became mature. In this combination of the two, the two was so handsome that it directly made the old maid and the girl blush.

Jing Ye couldn't help laughing and said, "Sister Liuxiu, you look so beautiful when you blush."

Liuxiu found that she had lost her composure, and she didn't feel embarrassed. She asked, "What's the beauty of an old woman like me?"

Jing Ye said naturally, "It's beautiful. Age has not left any bad traces on you."

"Puff!" Liu Xiu pinched his handkerchief and covered his mouth with a smile and said, "You are really slippery. No wonder so many girls like you."

He covered the back of Ye's head and smiled naively: "Actually, I can think of your 18-year-old charm from what you look like now. If you go back to the age of 18, it must be at the level of human disaster.

Liuxiu's eyes were a little hesitant. After a moment, she said, "If you saw what I looked like when I was 18 years old, would you still like what I look like now?"

When he heard this, he felt that it was difficult to answer, so he asked, "If you see a weak, old, poor and weak me now, will you still feel happy?"

I ignored Liu Xiu's answer, and continued to say, "Life is bound to die. Living in the world, a hundred days and a hundred years are no different. What we experience is just a process of life, from young to old, from strong to weak. When you are young, you are liked, and when you are old, you are rejected. This seems to be a normal and can't be changed. However, I always believe that there is always such a group of people around us. They experience life not by their senses and bodies. They don't look at things with their naked eyes, but with their eyes. For example, you sitting in front of me are one of them, full of fun.

This is the idea in the heart of the night. Although everything is born with me, I am not different from others. Unfortunately, it is always a very painful thing to make others extraordinary. Ordinary people look at the world as normal, just like a swallow finch looks at this time from the perspective of a swallow finch. If Kunpeng is difficult because of the sarcasm of the swallow finch. Then, I hope that the bird will also look at the problem from its own perspective, which is not shown.

Kunpeng has its own world of Kunpeng, how can the swallow know? If you are determined to be an independent person in your life, then don't care about the malicious eyes of others.

The flashing light in Liuxiu's eyes showed that she was moved by the words of the night. Those words were not sweet words, but they could go straight into her heart and aroused her strong resonance.

Liuxiu realizes that he really cares too much about the eyes of ordinary people. If someone really appreciates himself and doesn't like him because of his appearance, he should not guard against them like ordinary people.

After all, in this world, not all watermelons are round, and not all people who don't ride white horses are not princes.

Liu Xiu smiled at this time and got up and said, "You wait here. Don't peek. I'm going to give you a surprise."

After saying that, she went straight into the inner bedroom. When she came out, she changed into her domineering dance dress and the mysterious mask.

Stepping on the invisible drum beat, Liu Xiu gave the night a close-up live version of the sacrificial dance. Of course, this dance is much less solemn than the one on the altar. It is a little more feminine, and the night even sees a little longing and ** from it.

Zhang Ye stood up, and Liu Xiu gradually approached him. The ethereal prehistoric barbarian goddess on the altar was beside him at this moment. As long as he stretched out his hand, he could touch everything about her.

When he took off the mysterious mask of the queen, the handsome and cute little fox that he had seen in the night appeared.

After a long time, when I looked at it again, the night still fell into a deep obsession. At this time, the little fox looks more mature and charming under the cover of the domineering dance skirt. The difference between her charm and the charm that goes deep into the bones is elegant and noble. Ghosts also have a mysterious atmosphere. Compared with ghosts, the mystery of the little fox is like a kitten. You can't predict whether her claws are true or false, and the mystery of ghosts is a natural dark habit. She is used to mystery, just like Youlan who is used to being alone.

Everything is very natural. When the wild goddess shows her mysterious face, the night also shows his obsessive look, and then holds the sexy goddess in her arms and experiences her concave and convexness.

Liu Xiu did not struggle or resist, but took the initiative to meet him.

The orc woman really said to Lei Ming that enthusiasm is better than too much shame, and the expression of feelings is also very direct.

Then, the night was forcibly kissed.

This first feeling is actually very good.

Domineering is the body of the little fox, but what is charming is her lilac-like little tongue, which is very seductive.

Jang Ye found that the little fox's tongue was not kissing, but dancing, dancing between their lips and teeth. Although the space was small, she could dance like a flying swallow on the jade plate.

Kissing, there is nothing you can do about it. The tongue is like a snake, a bird and a cat, and you can't catch it at all. Jiang Ye didn't bother to grab it. He focused on his hand and felt the hot body of the little fox. The little fox is a white fox. Her skin is carved like jade, full of a gentle touch like gel, as if she can pinch out water.

This girl, in the final analysis, is still the unique softness and charm of the fox clan. She is so charming that people can't wait to swallow her. Unfortunately, the night is not a person in a hurry. The inspecting teaching is especially in my ears: "A beautiful woman is like a good tea. When you chase it, you need to fry it slowly, and when you taste it, you need a meticulous aftertaste. If you swallow it alive, then burn the piano and boil the crane, and there will be the grace of the negative creator.

Her eyes are like peach blossoms, her eyebrows are like spring water, her breath is like orchids, and her sweat is like dew. She can't control playing with fire like this. Eighteen years of Shaohua locked himself in spring. At this moment, he was a little too excited when he came out of the wall.