Chapter 1307： Master's Little Demon Girl (81)

Chapter 1307 The Little Demon Girl (81)

The snow touched the mask with a silent hand and made sure that the mask would not fall.

He whispered, "Why, being imprisoned and stupid? It turned out to be a rotten man in the bed of a man who imprisoned you."

Bai Weiwei leaned against the dressing table, tilted the orchid finger, rolled a slap of ink, and looked at him with a cold eyes.

"What purpose do you have, you think I am yelling now, no trace of snow will let you go."

There is no trace of snow and some greed for the waywardness that finally appeared on her face.

She looks like her, she is always dead and looks good with hate.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch her face.

Without wearing a mask, she could not see her like this.

She is jealous of him now, hating that she won't even give him a look.

Bai Weiwei glanced at the scorpion, and took the scorpion that had just been thrown away, and fiercely slammed it into his palm.

Snow has no hands to flip, grabbed the scorpion, and he frowned: "It’s the most poisonous woman, I see you flustered, and I’m going to take you out for a walk.”

Bai Weiwei looked at him up and down and finally frowned and said: "So long, you have no name?"

Snow has no trace that she will not be so easy to follow.

She is very alert.

So when he was silent, he said lightly: "My name is Bai Yulan."

Bai Weiwei’s eyes flashed a little strangely, and suddenly he raised his mouth. “You are the white magnolia that has been slain by the snow without a trace?”

There is no trace of snow: "Well, the hypocrite of the martial arts lord, who killed and did not know how many people, gave me the results, so I intend to steal his most precious things and retaliate against him."

In order to make her feel better.

He does not hesitate to be black.

Sure enough, Bai Weiwei laughed and smiled without any strength to put her head on her arm.

The hair is scattered behind her, she smiles like a sly look, can charm any man.

The snow is coveted and the breath is one point.

Bai Weiwei got up in a careless manner, barefooted, and the bell on his ankle rang.

She came to him and suddenly reached out to pick his mask.

The snow did not reveal her hand and did not let her succeed.

Bai Weiwei stunned, but did not go further, she disdain: "Ugly, let me go."

Don't wait for the snow to say nothing.

She has said faintly: "I am what you want, the most precious baby in the snow."

The snow was silent without a word, only reached out and picked her up, then jumped out of the window.

His light work is excellent and light as a bird.

Bai Weiwei nest in his arms, screaming, "Hey, Wang Ba, running forward, there is a high, good scenery."

Snow King Eight: "..."

If she didn't see her happy, he would have liked to throw her down.

He hugged her across the towering roof and the scenery was picturesque.

She is more beautiful.

Finally she pointed to the top of the mountain, where the sunset was beautiful.

"Wang Ba, is there wine?"

Bai Weiwei lazily pointed him, and the snow did not reveal a bottle of wine silently.

She has rarely eaten in recent times, and he forced her to eat.

She can't eat it, or eat very little.

Seeing her thin body, and the eyes that gradually lost her anger, the pain in his chest spread to the whole body.

He is going to die, and she is not going to be better.

So pulling her and being tortured in hell.

But seeing that she really can't stand to collapse, he can't bear it.

Bai Weiwei took the bottle and didn't say anything, sitting on the top of the mountain against the wind.

The floating dress was blown up by the wind, and she looked at the setting sun with no expression, drinking a bite.

The snow is not pretending to care about the sake of the wine, and I plan to take her to eat.

(End of this chapter)