MTL - The Soft and Sticky Spirit In Master Yu’s Eyes is a Full-scale Boss-Chapter 311 Although you are squeamish, but I can afford it

What should I do if my husband thinks I'm ugly and stupid after he becomes beautiful?

God: "…"

The speechless **** raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the top of the little girl's hair, and he slowly began to poke pills.

It is the first time to do it, but the action is very skilled.

"You are the first one who dares to touch my hair." He glanced at the little hand holding the long hair on his chest and said leisurely.

"You are the first to say I'm ugly and stupid." The big devil who was questioned about his intelligence and beauty showed two rows of small white teeth, and his milk was fierce.

God was silent, glanced at the bulging little girl, "Squeamish."

"How can you speak of yourself like this? Although you are squeamish, but I can afford it." A certain big devil educated the other party righteously.

He raised his little face, a little look I could afford.

The husband may be more difficult to support in the future, but it doesn't matter.

God: "…"

How did he like this stupid look?

The gods doubt their own vision every day.

The two went back and forth, and the small **** on their heads were tied up, and the two small **** were fluffy and cute.

Jiuci touched only two, and was unhappy, "Four..."

God first took out the giant lion head and stuffed it into the little girl's mouth, blocking the rebuttal that was about to blurt out.

"The other two." said slowly.

Jiu Ci, who took a bite of the flesh, instantly silenced, and sat obediently eating the big meatballs, her eyes smiling when she was happy.

The holy and immaculate **** was as long as jade, stood quietly and watched for a while, then bent his knees and squatted down.

I felt the abnormal softness under the fingertips, the indifferent **** like a cold pine suddenly came back to his senses, his fingers were slightly bent, and he slowly retracted it.

Hiding under the snow-white sleeves, she gently twisted the residual temperature of her fingertips.

Jiu Ci, who was engrossed in eating the balls, had all his heart on the fragrant balls, and did not notice any abnormality in the other party.

After eating the two giant lion heads, Jiu Ci wiped his mouth with both hands and poured into the cloud behind him.

Perfect interpretation of the true meaning of sleeping after eating and eating.

However, halfway through, a slender hand grabbed the collar and pulled it back abruptly.

Jiu Ci, who was unable to lie down, sat on the cloud, staring at each other faintly, exuding resentment.

The **** stared at the little hand, and then looked at the little girl who gestured to him with her eyes.

The first time I laughed.

stretched out her finger and poked the little girl's tender and tender face, her tone was cold with a hint of imperceptible indulgence, "Dare to use the gods, not afraid of summoning the gods?"

Jiu Ci didn't care, "But you are just a bit of a godhead."

Not really God.

He didn't speak, his faint eyes were full of oppression.

Jiu Ci raised his head fearlessly and looked back, his eyes met.

"Isn't it right? Daddy said that the Godhead of the Lord God has dissipated, and he has devoted himself to the world. As a divine envoy, he must not only destroy the evil in the world, but also find the reincarnation of the Lord God, and help him return to the temple with all his heart."

"Now that the Lord God has not returned to his place, you are naturally not a god."

Jiu Ci spoke in a clear and orderly manner, her black and white eyes were clear and translucent.

"In that case, let's talk about your blasphemy." The **** spoke slowly, his golden eyes staring at her, and a trace of meaning crossed.

Jiu Ci's eyelashes trembled slightly, his calm eyes made waves, and the calm and leisurely voice of God continued to come from his ears.

"Oh." Jiuci Mo got an emotional response.

"The first crime is negligence, the second crime is coveting the gods, and the third crime is arrogantly talking about the monarch."

"Oh." It was still a dry and emotional response.

"Do you know the guilt?" The young and beautiful **** pursed his lips slightly, his eyes focused on the irritable little girl Yan Dada.

Jiu Ci held her cheeks irritably and pondered for a while, then reluctantly rubbed her cheeks, curled her lips and leaned over to send it up.

"Okay, I was wrong, bite."

For a long time, he hesitated, "Are you trying to bribe me?"

The little girl who sent her face froze slightly, lowered her head in despair, and sighed.

Alas, this Godhead does not eat this set, trouble.

The head of Jiu Ci, who was still thinking about how to clear his name, jumped up like lightning.

Press the beautiful **** on the cloud and open your mouth to take a bite.

If you bite or not bite, you will be punished with one more crime, and you will be bitten and washed.

The little girl stared fiercely at the handsome man under her, biting his cheek.

The Lord God was caught off guard, and his golden eyes stared blankly at the little girl in his arms, flashing a daze.

Then frowned slightly and scolded coldly, "Let go."

"Mmmm." Not loose.

He patted his back, his cold tone with a hint of sternness, "Let go."

"Mmmm." It's not loose.

Jiu Ci was lying in each other's arms, surrounded by a cold fragrance, stubbornly refused to let go.

Noticing the **** of thunder and lightning, he frowned a little.

Jiu Ci, who would not let go, was also frightened by the thunder.

The thunder dissipated, and Jiu Ci also stuck her head out of Lengxiang's arms, caught off guard by those golden and noble eyes.

"It's all said, hurting gods will be punished by heaven." The clear and indifferent voice was a little helpless.

Jiu Ci tried her best to look up at the top of Baimang's head, stretched out her small hand and slowly touched the other's smooth and white cheek, carefully wiping the deep tooth marks and saliva on it.

The guilt is visible to the naked eye.