Chapter 793

Think of just now own hot and flamboyant dance, Ning Xuemo cheek bursts red!

God, I lost my face in the Pacific Ocean!

”You You peep?! "Ning Xuemo takes off his tongue and scolds. Put on your blouse in a hurry.

There was a moment of silence, and he replied, "no, this is a peep."

Ning Xuemo: "..."

"If you want to jump like that, wait for me to go back and show me. This seat can be your audience. " The voice of God Jiuli is slow and orderly.

Ning Xuemo: "..." God, let's have a thunder strike her!

Ning Xuemo's face is so hot that she can cook an egg. She straightens all the buckles of her clothes quickly, and then looks around with fear. It seems that his eyes are staring at her in some dark place

Obviously is very ashamed, but originally some panic heart but finally put down.

It turns out that he's been there all the time. He didn't just leave himself alone

Thinking that he was looking at himself in some unknown corner, Ning Xuemo's face was hot again, coughing, as if to the air or to the man in the dark, and said: "elder sister to practice! Today we must break through level 9! "

She lifted her hair in a handsome way and raised a swaying smile. Then she turned around and ran to practice.

On the lotus platform, Shen Jiuli swallowed a mouthful of blood silently, which had recovered a little, but accidentally saw her spicy dance, which made his Qi and blood float badly.

If he doesn't shut down for four or five days, his body will not be able to support him, and it will not be easy to recover

Fortunately, all arrangements have been made for her, and her skills are growing rapidly. Everything is in his plan, and he can finally shut down at ease.

He pondered for a moment and took out a black note

……

Ning Xuemo thought that God Jiuli would come back at night, but she didn't expect to see his shadow until midnight.

If he doesn't come back, she can't sleep, she can only nest on the futon.

Maybe he's practicing, too? After all, he has such a serious injury

The castle at night is beautiful, but Ning Xuemo feels a little lonely. For a moment, she was in a trance and meditated on the futon.

The time of cultivation seems long and short. When she opens her eyes again, the sky is bright outside.

In the nose suddenly smelled the fragrance of a ray of food, her heart moved, ran out: "big God!"

Outside the lake waves patted the bank, and there was no one. Only that small pot is steaming. This time, it's a piece of porridge. The unknown petals in the porridge are very bright. There is a letter beside it.

I don't know why. There was a sense of disappointment in her heart, and she wanted to laugh.

What is this man doing? Playing conch girl?

She took out the letter and read it. It said the skills she needed to practice in the next three days. It's his habit. Very refined.

Ning Xuemo slowly filled out the porridge and drank it slowly.

This time the taste is also very good. There is a light sweet smell in the porridge, which she has never tasted before.

This porridge is good to drink, but she always feels that there is something wrong with it. After drinking a bowl, she doesn't want to drink it again.

She smiled into the air: "Hey, God, thank you for your porridge."

He did not appear although let snow Mo a little disappointed, but did not put in mind.

She is now the most important to practice, and he has left a strategy, so she just has to work hard and try again.