"What's the matter with you?" Wang's daughter-in-law's face became redder and red. The middle-aged man who came to buy the dry food just visited in the middle of the night. If it weren't for the village chief's "special attention", he would never open the door. The village chief said that these are all big shots, and they are all big shots who can change the destiny of the village. But now, is this middle-aged man with the charm of a mature man here to change his destiny
Drinking blood just stared at the pretty village girl in a daze, motionless, her eyes full of frivolous, but if she said that she had been molested, she was just standing. Two quarters of an hour have passed since the village girl was stunned when she opened the door to her face flushed now. The blood-drinking eyes are indeed poisonous, and the gaze that would be judged by life and death on weekdays has now become gentle and seductive. The woman staring directly at the heart gushes out a stream of heat, rushes to her cheeks, and slides her body temperature from her forehead along the brow bones. , The bridge of the nose, cheekbones, lips, chin, and finally disappeared under the raised neckline.
The night wind swept across the blood-drinking thin face, flipping the broken hair on the forehead, revealing that amazing scar. It was a medal for drinking blood. The most lofty admiration from the enemy is that this scar makes drinking blood a rope. The golden knife of the door was exactly that mission, and there was one less president on the far side of the ocean.
"You haven't seen enough, but it's cold." The village girl suddenly raised her head, winking like silk, her hot eyes full of loneliness and expectation, "Would you like to come in for a cup of tea? No one at home at night." Unable to bear the excitement in her heart, the village aunt finally lost the battle. In these 100,000 mountains, I don't know when there will be such a good man and such a strong physique. The object of being molested seemed to suddenly become drinking blood, he was not hypocritical, and he was ready to enter the house with his legs.
"Meow." A wild cat came out from behind the house, screaming to interrupt the tacit understanding that belonged to the two of them. The blood-drinking foot finally did not step into the door. It was just hanging in the air, and there was also a trembling thing that was also hanging in the air. Heart.
"It's been a long time since I've seen it, Yu Beast makes Yan Hong." Drinking blood returned to the door, holding his arms around his arms, his face still had that fascinating smile on his face, but the hanging heart fell heavily to the ground.
The village aunt’s face was full of incredible, and finally she recovered her cold stern face, "How did you see it?" That's right, this "Wang family daughter-in-law" is blushing and disgusting. She doesn't understand what she is revealing. The horse foot, unexpectedly let this plague god come to the door.
"Since we are all acquaintances, why don't we go out and say?" The blood-drinking voice was gentle, and he looked into the room, "The children are all asleep." The voice was soft like a husband who returned late. This made Yan Hong a little confused, nodded blankly, and walked out of the village with the blood.
"Unexpectedly, the gold knives who have killed countless blood and drink blood still know how to take care of children?" There was an unpredictable smile on Yanhong's face, and the faint sweet scent drifted over in the evening breeze, very elegant and calm. Although Yanhong is also laughing, her heart is getting heavier and heavier. If you say who has the best mind in the coalition army of Dai Junchi, then Feng deserves it. The overall situation of the son of Qianmen is recognized as the first in the world; however, drinking blood is absolutely. He is the first person in martial arts in the coalition army. To be more precise, the blood-drinking knife technique in countless killers can definitely rank in the top three. One-on-one with such a person, I am afraid that no one has the chance to win. Since it cannot be spared, then it is calm. Originally, this strategy was to use the sword to slant forward. The Hundred Poison Envoy continued to move forward to attract the attention of the large forces. If he could escape, he would report the situation in the gate of death; he was quietly lurking in Yongfu Village. Come down, escape the limelight and go back.
"The scent on you smells very good." Drinking blood didn't seem to be in a hurry to do it, his hands kept on his chest, the smile in his eyes did not change, there was no murderousness, let alone anything else.
"Thank you for the compliment, the natural fragrance, I still wonder how can I restrain it, always make me trouble when lurking." What Yanhong said is not a lie, her body fragrance is unique, all of southern Xinjiang Among the girls, she has such a fresh and sweet body fragrance, and it seems that it is precisely because of this that she has become the beast-controlling envoy of the death gate. "Please also clarify, how did I show my feet?" Yanhong is very satisfied with her makeup skills. She has never seen Wang's daughter-in-law before drinking blood, so how did she see the way
"You are indeed a good killer. The murderous concealment is very delicate. Both the eyes and the movements look like a village woman. The makeup technique is also good, at least the vicissitudes of the face have fooled me, but girl, your collar is open. It's a little lower." Drinking blood stared at the white snow with malicious intent, and looked blushing and a little annoyed, this pervert!
"Don't drink blood with a dignified golden knife because people's skin is a little paler, and you can guess who I am when you are a little better." Although I didn't expect this decent guy to stare at a village girl so carefully. , But this is too far-fetched.
"Of course it's more than that. What really makes me doubt you is your action when cooking at night." Drinking blood said calmly: "I heard from the village chief that Wang's wife is an extremely diligent and thrifty woman. Relying on my own hard work and economy to support the four children, not to mention, the family situation is getting better and better." Yanhong smiled, seeming to appreciate the blood drinking, and waited for the following with hope.
"When you were communicating with me, you never showed your feet. You didn't continue to pick up the pot to wash rice after I walked out the door. Unfortunately, my eyes were really good, and I happened to see you splashing the rice water when I turned back. They are everywhere, and there are still a lot of rice grains in it. If a diligent village woman, firstly, she will never waste so much rice, and secondly, even if it is rice washing water and leftovers, it has its effect. "Drinking the blood and narrating the whole process completely, Yanhong was convinced by hearing this. Maybe I can't notice the details after contacting them how many times. Is this the difference between a genius and an ordinary person
"Sir, the little girl has been taught." Yanhong's heart became extraordinarily calm, the dark clouds had disappeared, and the moonlight became clear again, "Since she knows that she is invincible, there is no need for the little girl to resist stubbornly. Sir, yes. Let's do it." Yan Hong glanced at the blood-drinking face and closed her eyes calmly.
"Are the village women and children still alive?" The blood-drinking knife was out of its sheath, and the cold wind from hell made the blushing shiver.
"Relax, I won't kill innocent people." Yanhong didn't open her eyes, she didn't like the way her head fell.
"Very good." Before the words came to an end, a sword was sacrificed, and Xu was already in the sheath.