Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 1089 Dream Eater VS Lost Singer (6)

"Hey, hey, master, what are you going to do? Didn't you say that you want Mr. Hua to have time for personal work?"

Ye Yueling held a stack of sleep patches and sleeping grass, smiling a little sinisterly.

I'm afraid Yama of Hell is nothing more than that, with a mouthful of white teeth reflecting a faint silver light.

Eyes stared like copper bells.

"Oh." The girl replied, but still put the sleepy sticker in her hand on the man without hesitation!

On the jaw!eyes!

Every time one is posted, the little cactus trembles.

Master is really scary... woo.

"Sleep a little longer and you won't die. When the time comes, you can just tear it off and reuse it." Ye Yueling thought about it, and every time she said a word, she took a prickly prickly thorn.

Niu Yulu Zhenqian couldn't feel the pain, but was so afraid that he burst into tears.

"Master... Master..."

"Don't be afraid, you can grow new ones if you pull them out." She stood up and put the thorns into the bag—the prickly prickly thorns, which can be used as toothpicks after being sharpened, which is environmentally friendly.

"Master, no, your rice spoon can still be made again, why do you embarrass such a poor person?" Xiaoqian shook her body with a look of pity in her eyes. Man, it's so miserable.

"He has something special. If you want to talk nonsense, he will cook you." Ye Yueling shook her index finger, "I am a half-demon with half human blood, so I can eat."

"Don't! Master! I'm very useful! Don't boil me!"

"Hmm... move by yourself." The man lying on his stomach mumbled, and then trembled.

Just settle down.

"He's hot?" Ye Yueling supported her head, resisting the urge to beat someone.

"The landslides and the ground cracks." Xiao Qian shook his body.

"You said, does the law restrict half-demon?"

"Master, what are you going to do? Don't be impulsive!" Xiao Qian firmly held down the nine-section whip and the long knife.

"Don't panic, at most I'll beat you up to calm down." Ye Yueling smiled terribly.

The little cactus trembled and hid in the storage bag, never to come out again.

The time was almost up, and it was unethical to disturb people's dreams. She stood up and peeled off the sleep patch like a plaster - yes, she wouldn't feel any pain.

The sound of being torn from the flesh gave her a kind of sadistic pleasure.

It hurts you to death, let's see what else you want.

"Hiss... what are you doing?" Hua Manjie sat up slowly, he was drowsy, and he glanced at the well-dressed girl, wondering, "When did you wash up?"

Ye Yueling's anger rose all of a sudden, she raised her hand and slapped her!

"Wash you ghost! You go take a bath! Stop making trouble."

Drunk life and dream death.

Consciousness gradually returned to his mind, and Hua Manjie realized that he was dreaming, and it was still bright and sunny, and the unspeakable fantasy began before the curtains were drawn.

But those touches are very real, soft body, blushing cheeks... ahem.

The pants are dirty.

"Do you know what's going on? Did you drink mercury? You got fed up by tadpoles in broad daylight?"

"It seems like you haven't read a book yet. Where did the tadpoles come from in the mercury?" Hua Manjie made a grimace, his face was unshaven, but he was no better than a ghost.

Arrogant, really arrogant.

Ye Yueling immediately slapped her!

There was a snap, crisp and loud.

Hua Manjie covered his face, and went to the bathroom to wash up in desperation—good men don't fight with women.

What's more, it's a girl who just had a voiceless voice in a dream, and she couldn't bear Cheng Huan.

"You stinking scoundrel." Ye Yueling stretched out, took out a long knife and chopped the stool that Hua Manjie had just sat on!
　One more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)