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Chapter 232 Doctor, Please Don’t Raise Zombies 22
Just this kind of tearing made Yan Che's eyes slightly red.

The tongue is not very proficient but it pushes away Yan Luo's lips forcefully, pokes in, and sweeps inch by inch.

Yan Che pressed the back of Yan Luo's head, firmly holding the little girl in his arms, with a lustful red light in his eyes, and a trace of inquiry.

Logically speaking, the oral structure of human beings is the same, the only difference lies in the acquired environment...

But for some reason, mixed with Shang Yanluo's aura that was obviously similar to his, it made him want to stop.

He wanted to explore again and again what kind of ultimate feeling she could give him.

What is Food Marrow Knowing Taste...

It's been too long. When Yan Che raised his head and looked at the little girl in his arms, the basic physical characteristics were already very similar to human beings. Such a long contact made her eyes slightly covered with mist, and she looked misty. Yes, very well-behaved.

Originally, Yan Che didn't really want to eat it, but just had such an idea in his heart. He has always been good at studying and daring to try.

It's just that after trying, there are some expectations that he didn't expect.

Wanting to start eating, his body's desire for her reached a level that he couldn't control himself.

But the sixth-level zombies... It seems a bit reluctant to eat.

Moving his fingers on Yan Luo's body, Yan Che seriously thought about Yan Luo's body report. Although the strength has increased, other human organs are not good enough, and it will hurt her if forced.

If it evolves to level seven, there should be no problem.

The more Yan Che thought about it, his brows became tighter, and he felt a bit of lust||desire that even surprised him.

I am a little annoyed why I have to think of this kind of thing today.

When it's really on the top, I can't eat it.

Well...it's hard.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but exert a little force on his fingertips, which made Yan Luo, who was dizzy by Yan Che, suddenly wake up.

Looking at the dressed bird||beast in front of him, no, the clothes have been taken off, and now only the bird||beast is left.

Yan Luo: This is not my innocent little brother, quickly return the original little brother to me! !
"Luoluo," Yan Che said solemnly.

Yan Luo:? ?

"I think this scientific report is right." Yan Che nodded solemnly, pretending not to reveal his emotions at all.

These behaviors can indeed eliminate anxiety and anxiety, but the only annoying thing is that after finally raising a white and fat sixth-level zombie, the task of raising a seventh-level zombie came immediately.

Yan Luo: You are enough! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

"You bullied me!" Yan Luo's eyes were still covered with mist, and he complained dissatisfiedly, feeling that he was aggressively prosecuting the teacher, but in Yan Che's eyes, it was a weak and weak little guy who was bullied to vent his anger Just dissatisfied.

Rubbing her hair, Yan Che replied in a slightly hoarse voice that didn't care.

Looking at Mou Luo who wanted to slip away, the strength in his hands increased slightly, and the color in his eyes became darker. If it is really bullying, it is not such a bullying method.

His eyes stuck to Yan Luo's body, and he swept over it bit by bit. If he really wanted to bully him, every inch of it would have to be stained with his traces.

This wonderful feeling is what those idealists like?

The corners of his lips curled up, as if he thought it was a little ridiculous.

Still holding the little girl in his arms.

But he doesn't find it annoying to be an idealist once.

　Is it so difficult to see the word blackened male god on the title of my book?I am writing about the blackened male god, why would someone give me one star with the words "It's a blackened male god again, how can there be so many miserable people in the world" and leave a message begging for votes
　　
　
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