Chapter 1252： Master's Little Demon Girl (15)

Chapter 1252 Master's Little Demon Girl (15)

There is also a needle wound in his mouth, if the needle is poisonous.

She did not care to "bite" him.

Not here, there are no silver three hundred and two.

Is telling someone that she is a lie?

Smart and innocent.

Vicious and bad.

Bai Weiwei seems to want to open his eyes, his eyelashes are shaking, but his lips can't say a word.

The snow did not mark her back on the bed.

He smiled and said before she was in a coma: "I keep your secret, so that the snow does not know your identity, but you will call my master later, is this transaction a success?"

Bai Weiwei's breathing gradually stabilized and she was completely comatose.

The snow will be pulled over by the quilt and covered with her.

He took the mask on his face and smiled at Bai Weiwei.

He looked at it for a while, and his tone was careless.

"I don't know if you know your master in the future. It's a real hypocritical gentleman. I really look forward to it."

Looking forward to the day when she collapsed.

When Bai Weiwei woke up, she felt comfortable.

She said: "The feelings are moving, no."

System: "Don't think about setting my words, I won't say it."

Bai Weiwei, who failed in the set of words, had no sly expression at all.

She said: "What about Snow Girl?"

System: In addition to the name of the mother, the rest of the place does not have a mother.

It turned to look at the man and said: "The model is coming from the outside."

Bai Weiwei nodded thoughtfully, she said: "The feeling of goodness is not ideal, there is still no zero."

Negative sensibility, only when zero, fifty, one hundred, the tone sounds.

So far, she has not received a tone.

Snow is really a hard black stone.

How can someone be so straightforward?

Bai Weiwei yawned and then got up and took out the books of the hidden weapon and the needles.

Then she didn't comb her hair, she didn't wear her shoes, and she smashed the room directly.

When she was finished, she sat barefoot on the table, took the needle, and slammed into a sea otter on the bedside.

It seems to be like who has hatred.

Her face was frosty, her eyes were stunned, her eyes were red, and she was a little wronged.

When the snow went without a trace, I saw that the girl had a foot hanging down the table.

Snowy ankles, hanging bells, ringing with her movements.

Her skirt was messy, her long hair was scattered under her waist, her fingers were holding the needle, and she was smacked to the flower.

Bright and tender face, innocent with resentful resentment.

Snow did not deliberately step on the footsteps, Bai Weiwei immediately turned back, the face of the cockroaches could not afford to close.

The needle in her hand had already instinctively hit him.

The snow did not trace but gently raised his hand, grabbed the needle that she had licked, and the brow wrinkled. "What happened, Wei Wei?"

Bai Weiwei saw that there was no trace of snow, and her face flashed panic. The suffocation in her eyes was replaced by uneasiness.

Then she immediately showed a bright smile, and the tone pretended to be innocent and tender.

"Master, you are back, I miss you."

When she finished, she jumped off the table and the bell rang.

She shouldn't be too full of the house to rush to the front of the snow without a trace, smiled and said: "Master, what good things do you bring to me?"

Snow does not look at her like this, even the clothes are not well worn.

He kindly tenderly reached out and pulled her clothes to the right, and his father looked at his daughter's favor.

"Why, is it bad? Who is bullying my little apprentice."

(End of this chapter)