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MTL - Unbelievable Ninth Young Miss: Emperor, Don’t Run Away! (The Yun Family's Ninth Child is an Imp!)-Chapter 41 Do you really admire the deity?
Chapter 41 Do you really admire the deity?
The pillow in the hand of Yunchu was thrown out, and the reason was re-launched.
Finished! How is she so impulsive! This little white face is not good to provoke, she is not looking for death? !
At the beginning of the cloud, I looked up and saw that Emperor Bei’s face looked gloomy at her, pillow, cough, and had been frustrated.
"Black things, do you want to die?" Emperor Beibei walked a few steps forward, his eyes cold looking at the clouds.
At the beginning of the cloud, my heart is dark, and this little white face becomes too fast! It’s just fine! Just like a silly fork, I am now giving her a cold fan!
This little white face is moody and will not really kill her? What's special, this is a **** case caused by a pillow!
Emperor Beibei walked a few more steps forward. At the beginning of the cloud, the shadow of death is looming over himself. What should I do? How to do?
The face of the cloud suddenly burst into a surprise expression: "Male god? Really a male god! You are so good! I thought I was dreaming! Male god, see you again, I am really lucky." Thanks to my eight generations of ancestors!"
Emperor Bei's face was a little slow, slightly frowning: "Since I am so happy to see me, why use a pillow to lick me?"
"I, I..." The cloud began to turn around and desperately wanted to ask for words.
"Hey! The mouth is the thing of the heart! Since you want to die, the deity will be yours!" The emperor remembered the letter of the dark wind before he was very angry.
At the beginning of the cloud, he jumped from the bed and slammed into the arms of Emperor Beibei. He grabbed the waist of Emperor Beibei: "Men! Actually, in fact, oh, people, people are watching you come early in the morning, I must have not slept well, I want to hand over the pillow to you, let you make up, people are a little embarrassed, so, so throw the pillow to the goddess you!"
For a long while, Emperor Beibei did not speak, and there was no next move.
The beginning of the cloud, the small heart is jumping, what does this little white face mean? The enemy does not move, I do not move! If Xiaobai’s face is going to kill her, she can only fight for it. The dead face of Xiaobai’s face is close at hand, and then she will come to a dead net!
The moment when Emperor Beibei was hugged by the beginning of the cloud, there was a bang, and his mind was dizzy! What is this feeling? There are millions of fireworks in my mind!
I didn’t expect the black things to be long, but the body was soft and fragrant! Being held by this black thing is not only disgusting, but some itching!
At the time, Emperor Beibei and Yunchuyi were all thinking, and when they were silently hugging, they stumbled and ran into a person!
"Respect! Respect! You listen to me, black skull is not dead, she did not..."
When the dark wind saw the situation inside the house, I felt that I had made a big step on the road to death!
"Ah! Respect, I didn't see anything, I didn't see you with the black skull..."
"Roll!" The emperor slammed his sleeves, and the dark wind of sad reminder flew out like a kite!
Emperor Beibei took advantage of the situation and pushed the cloud to the beginning: "Black things! Who allowed you to hold the deity? Do you want to die?"
In the beginning of the cloud, I turned a blind eye. Except this sentence, you will not change a line. Really no culture!
This is a belly in the heart, but on the face is a shy expression: "Men, I am not allowed to help myself, if you feel that I have tarnished your noble body, then you will kill me!"
Emperor Beibei looked at the cloud and looked at it: "Do you really admire the deity?"
The beginning of the cloud is like a chicken and a glutinous rice nod. "Well! Well! It’s true! You are the **** of my heart! You are the sun in my heart! You are the source of my life!"
Thank you for your ticket and reward, Bamboo will continue to work hard! Dear, good night, what?
(End of this chapter)