The little girl noticed his gaze, blinked her eyes innocently, pulled up the last belt and tied it, and then she smiled.
The small dimples are deep, and they are as sweet as honey.
But no matter how sweet it is, it can’t hide it. This is—
little bastard.
Wen Jing turned back into a human form, gathered his clothes, and brought back the little girl who knew how to play tricks.
He squeezed her pink cheeks, and checked the little girl's body with his own spiritual power, wanting to see if the little girl was injured just now.
After all, it is still the power of a peak master.
However, after running around in the little girl's body, not only did she not find any damage, Wen Jing was also surprised to find that although the little girl's cultivation base was not high, she had strong spiritual power in her body, and even he was surprised to see it.
This is the practice...
Wen Jing frowned slightly, was it because of the restriction of the three spirit roots that he couldn't break through
This limitation is really...
He pursed the corners of his lips slightly, and a trace of violence flashed across his eyes, which he was about to cover up.
I saw the little girl blinking her eyes, and she didn't know how long she had been looking at him beside her.
Wen Jing was taken aback, let go of his hand, Chu Ci followed the trend, a small face came up to him at once, observed his eyes from a very close distance, and looked at him in a slightly disobedient gesture. Pressed down.
Wen Jing could clearly smell the sweet fragrance from the little girl's body, which was as soft as her.
After watching for a long time, the little girl raised her head slightly and tilted her head to look at him, wondering what the little girl with a bad belly was thinking.
"What's the matter?" Wen Jing raised his brows, his lips curled up slightly, looking at the little girl, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Like it?"
The little girl thought for a while, then put her hand on one of his eyes, her voice was soft and serious, "It looks good, I like this color."
'Wenjing love value +2, currently 72. '
Wen Jing closed one eye, and just looked at Chu Ci with the other.
Chu Ci's eyes were full of concentration and seriousness, reflecting his appearance.
This cute attitude makes people seriously-want to commit a crime.
Obviously only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, but she controls all his emotions in every move, but she is a little younger and a little tender, and even if she has any thoughts, it seems a little too early.
But it shouldn't be too early, everyone at this age is already a mother.
Wen Jing looked at Chu Ci's white and tender face, thinking about everything.
There is the little girl's bed under him, and the little girl is propped up on him, and the sweet breath of the little girl is everywhere, and it is a bit difficult not to think wildly in this atmosphere.
Wen Jing couldn't help but slowly relax, squinting his eyes to support the little girl's waist, and then saw the little girl blinking her eyes, speaking when he was most defenseless.
"By the way, my lord, aren't you going to explain it to me?"
Wen Jing's body froze slightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at the little girl who was blinking at him, and finally smiled lightly, so she was waiting for him here.
The little girl's belly was full of bad water, and she was digging a hole for him to dance in while he was in a relaxed mood.
But he still blinked his big eyes, looking like you dance, dance, don't you dance? It's like jumping.
You are so innocent, you are obviously a little villain.
Wen Jing couldn't help but raised his hand and pinched her cheek. Seeing her turn her head slightly to the side as if she was about to bite, she withdrew her hand and laughed, "What about you, kitten? If you don't like it, you will bite?"