Chapter 1082： When I am fierce, ghosts are afraid (37)

Chapter 1082: I Am So Fierce And The Ghost Is Scared (37)

Xia Ling pouted, "If you don't believe it, don't come."

She retracted her feet and put on her shoes.

Collect the tableware casually on the table and put it in the kitchen.

The faucet turns on by itself, no one touches the dishes, it is already washing itself.

There are many ghosts in this breeze, Lin Lin has overdone part of it, and some of them are extremely guilty. Lin Ling left them to work to pay off the debts, and the work debts were offset, and then they were overdone.

There are labors without money everywhere, and there is no psychological burden to use them. Xia Ling likes it here and prefers the host here.

She bent her lips and walked straight ahead.

When Xia Ling left, the horsetail fluttered behind him, wearing loose solid-color pajamas, and the slippers on his feet stomped on the heel.

Those small and lovely feet are really slender as jade.

Lin Yan glanced down at her feet, and it was ... hot.

He sat calmly in the yard for a while, but his inner desire could not be avoided.

He took out the copper coins, and tossed at random six times.

Three times, three times went.

Lin Yue stood up and he made a good excuse for himself.

——Wu Xiaoer's recent practice should be tested.

Well, I checked Wu Xiaoer's cultivation progress from the far north, and instantly took the farthest path to the outside of Huo Ran's courtyard.

Wu Xiaoer just fled and was tortured by Lin Ying Hell again.

(Wu Xiaoer: What did I do wrong recently? Should I leave the yard and go out to practice and avoid the limelight?)

The crash sent Lin Ying away.

Lin Tong detoured again, and came outside Xia Ling's yard.

He stood outside and could feel the enchantment ... it was not activated.

Is she waiting for him?

Lin Ying hesitated and went in.

The clattering sound of water was clearly heard in the yard. Through the closed door, the antique yard could see a screen standing in the room, and beside the screen there was a hot wooden barrel.

There is a seam to see these, but ignore the indecency, Lin Ying stood in front of the door and hesitated again.

Xia Ling waited in the room for a long time, and finally heard the movement outside.

A blink in her eyes, she leaned slowly against the bed, pretending to be careless, and pushed down the small table next to her.

The table fell to the floor, and there was a muffled noise.

"Oh." The girl screamed in the room.

Lin Yan's heart tightened, and one flashed into the room.

In the room, a little paper man in a leather suit, wearing a large suit, bowed his head toward the window.

Lin Yan: ...

His face was slightly hot, and he turned to leave.

"What are you going to do? Don't stay and sit?" Xia Ling smiled slightly.

She was sitting on the bed, wearing the same robe she had before.

The girl leaned halfway to the bed, with a lazy attitude and a charming style.

She had long hair scattered and draped over her shoulders. Her complexion was white to translucent and delicate like the best white porcelain. She looked at him and smiled at him.

It could be seen that she was tossing him on purpose, but she smiled as the dimples on her cheeks shone brightly.

"You ..." Lin Yan was so sullen by her.

It was her who said no, and it was her who invited him.

"Why? If you don't want to, let's go if you don't want to." Xia Ling got up and drew his clothes.

Xia Ling was going to give Lin Yan a closed door soup. The man who had already pressed and pressed, had disappeared into the room when her words fell.

The enchantment ascended from the room, shielding all the eyes looking into the room, and the little paper man sent by Xia Lingchat was thrown out a little rudely.

A moment of greed.

(End of this chapter)