Quickly travel through the little ancestors: the pampering of the villain boss

Chapter 197 The Little Fox of the Villain Demon Lord (6)
Song Aiai: "..."

She seems to be disgusted by a fox!
Jiang Yao didn't expect that Nan Zhi would take the initiative to hide in his arms.

At this moment, a crazy barrage of bullets arose in the big devil's heart: The little fox is hiding in my arms, the little fox is hiding in my arms!

Knock happy!
Through a thin layer of underwear, Nan Zhi could feel the temperature of Jiang Yao's chest, as well as the muscles that felt excellent.

I go.

I have a good figure.

touch again...

Jiang Yao didn't notice that he was taken advantage of by the restless little fox in his arms.

He stared at the girl in front of him, and said indifferently, "No need, I can take care of her myself."

The voice was not as gentle as when facing Nan Zhi, but rather cold.

Meng Fang pulled her to a corner with a serious expression: "Did you just want to give that little fox a drink of your blood?"

Song Aiai swallowed slightly: "Alright then."

She didn't know what she dreamed of, and suddenly kicked and punched a few times.

Fortunately, he can hold on even if he doesn't sleep all night.

Meng Fang patted her head: "Brother tomorrow will find you a spiritual pet that suits your contract."

"No, I know this matter cannot be exposed."

I saw that Jiang Yao's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his originally white face was now as white as paper.

Meng Fang slept at the entrance of the cave and kept vigil by the way.

Nan Zhi suddenly felt that she had difficulty breathing, almost suffocating.

Junior sister's blood has a very miraculous effect, if an ordinary spirit beast takes a sip, it will become very strong.

Song Aiai blinked her big watery eyes, and said pitifully, "I just see it's cute, so I want to touch it."

Since ancient times, there has been no balance between good and evil.

It can be said to bring heartlessness to the extreme.
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midnight.

He was not in the mood to deal with these two people. If these two people got too close to him, he might kill them by mistake anytime soon.

His tone was already cold, and if a bit of coldness was added to it, it would appear even more impersonal.

Before going to bed, Jiang Yao seriously told Song Aiai and Meng Fang.

"I knew it, brother, you are the best." The girl smiled brightly.
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"The inside belongs to me, don't come near here."

Although he lost his memory, he had an unreasonable dislike for righteous monks in his bones.

Like frozen solid ice, every word is full of coldness.

He glanced at his junior sister who was sleeping soundly next to him.

Meng Fang: "..."

The scene was a little awkward for a while.

Meng Fang obviously didn't believe it: "Then I hope I'm worrying too much."

Jiang Yao hugged Nan Zhi and found a clean place to lie down.

"Sister-in-law."

The girl quickly calmed down, slammed her mouth, and continued to sleep.

Nan Zhi gritted her teeth, she couldn't breathe, hey! !Is the villain trying to murder me? !
Nan Zhi tried her best to look up at him with a fox face.

As long as the junior sister rests well, it will be fine.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and found herself held tightly in Jiang Yao's arms.

Tonight, sleep, it is impossible to sleep.

His heart is not so big, and he can still fall asleep when he is with a strange and strong monk.

He closed his eyes tightly, frowned tightly, his eyeballs kept trembling and turning, looking very unsteady.

Huh?Is he uncomfortable?
At this moment, Jiang Yao is falling into an endless nightmare.

A pair of sticky, dry hands stained with blood grabbed him tightly, trying to drag him down the endless abyss together.

There was no emotion in their eyes, and they made terrible sounds, like crying, like laughter, and the sound was shrill.

(End of this chapter)