Great World of Magic Cube

Seeing the white bird’s painful Ito Seng immediately stunned the white bird’s attention to himself, as in the case of the previous Nanjo Kisha, and had a chat with the white bird. Distract the white bird's attention to relieve her pain. (No., pop-up window....

In the chat, Ito Cheng also deepened the white bird, the strongest disciple in history, and has always existed as the shadow of Nanjo Kisaruo, but he is very familiar with the martial arts woman.

In this way, after an hour and a half of painful tolerance, the white bird finally bubbled the liquid in the water to the color of the water, ending the medicated bath soak.

"Okay, it's over." Ito Cheng, who reached for the sprinkler head, said.

"哗啪啪~" The white bird heard the body loose, lying in the bathtub in vain, a large stream of water immediately emerged from the edge of the bathtub, fell to the floor of the bathroom, a burst of sound.

"Don't move, give everything to me." Ito Cheng, who opened the sprinkler head to clean the body for the white bird.

"How can you do this." Feeling the strange feeling of the body, the white bird with a blushing look moved his arm and wanted to push Ito into the palm of her hand, but because of the previous medicated bath. Relationship, the white bird that consumes a lot of physical strength, but how can not lift his arm a little bit, can only let Ito's palm go upstream in her body, and then complain in a very feminine tone.

"Forgot? I said before in the living room, you will be my person, since it is my person, there is something to help you bathe." Ito Cheng turned to look at the red-faced white bird.

"But, but..." I was so entangled that I didn't know how to be a good white bird.

"Okay, let's rest in peace." Ito Satoshi regained his gaze and continued to clean the body with whiteheads with a sprinkler and palm.

Seeing that the white bird has already had nothing to say, he can only close his eyes with a blushing face, and endure the strange feeling that the body has uploaded, letting Ito become busy.

Ten minutes later, Ito Seki, which helped the white bird cleaned, turned off the switch. Return the sprinkler head back to the original position, then lean over and hold the white bird out of the bathtub.

At this time, the white bird still did not dare open his eyes, like an ostrich, his head was shrunk in the arms of Ito.

Ito sees this smile, gently put the white bird's feet on the ground, and hugs the white bird's body with one arm. The white towel caught by the side wiped the body of the white bird.

During this period, naturally, there are some touches and touches. The stimulating white bird has a red complexion and a heavy breathing.

After the shackles, Ito Satoshi, who helped the white bird to finish the body, handed the towel away and re-engaged the white bird in his arms. Holding her out of the bathroom, returning to the bedroom of Nanjo Kisha, gently put the white bird of the same nakedness to the side of Nanjo Kisha and cover it with a quilt, this is the opening of the gap The white bird observing the environment smiled and turned out of the bedroom. Sleek into the bathroom and wash it up.

After a while, Yi Tingcheng, who had finished shampooing, took his quilt and walked back into the bedroom of Nanjo Kisha, and then laid his bedding on the ground under the gaze of the white bird that had not yet slept. Into the quilt.

"You are tired too, go to bed early." Ito Cheng, who was lying on his side and looking at the white bird on the bed of Nanjo Kisha, said softly.

"Well, good night." The white bird heard a red face and said softly. Then close your eyes and rest.

After the white bird, Ito Cheng also turned flat and was lying down, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

There was nothing to say the next night, and time came to the next day.

"Ah! You bastard, how are you in my room." Early in the morning. The sound of Nanjo Kisararo sounded in the room and awakened to the sleepy Ito.

"You said this." Ito Saki, who opened his quilt with one hand, yawned. "Since you are all my people, there is something wrong with sleeping in your bedroom, not sleeping directly in your bed." That's not bad."

"You **** still wants to sleep in my bed!? Why don't you die!" Nanjo Jisha Luo reached out and grabbed his pillow. I went to Ito to the past.

"What do I do when you die with the white bird, keep alive?" Ito Cheng took the pillow. Looking at Nanjo Kisar and the white bird smiled.

"You think the beauty, you are dead, we directly find other men to marry." Nanjo Ji Shaluo said without a cover.

The white bird heard the words, his face was red, and the psychological panic of the dark road "Does this mean that we have already admitted that we are his people, my Miss Kisharo. But..."

Thinking of this, the white bird sneaked a glance at Ito, and immediately retracted his head into the bedroom.

"You dare." Ito Cheng heard the words and shouted to Nanjo Kisha.

Nanjo Kisha, who was scared by Ito’s slap in the face, immediately became honest. He turned his head to the side with a look of discomfort and snorted and did not speak.

"Since you are all awake, get up, go out and exercise with me, digest and digest the medicine you have left in your body." Ito, who wore only a pair of panties, stood up from the ground and took clothes from the side. Said to both the Nanjo Kisha and the White Bird.

"You go out first," said Nanjo Kisha.

"Cut, I have already seen it yesterday, and I am still shy about it." Ito Cheng said.

"You give me out." Hearing the words of Ito, and thinking about the thing that happened when the medicated bath was born, Nanjo Kisha’s cheeks were red and loud.

"Yes, my big lady." Ito Cheng grabbed his clothes and walked outside the bedroom, while casually responding.

"Oh." With a muffled sound, Ito’s figure disappeared completely into the room.

"Huh ~ white bird." Seeing that Ishio’s departure, Nanjo Kisaro gently exhaled the gas and turned to look at the white bird lying in the middle of the bed.

"Miss Jisha Luo." The white bird who heard the greeting immediately slid his head out of the quilt and blinked to Nanzil Jisha.

"It's all bad for me. If it's not me because of me, you won't be taken advantage of that guy." Nanjo Kisha said with a look of apology to the white bird.

"Don't say that, Miss Kisaro, as your guard, if you are not at your side when you are in danger, that is my shame." The white bird heard the words immediately from the lying, ignoring the chest. The former bare spring light, a serious look to the Nanjo Jisha Luo said.

"White Bird..." Nanjo Kisha was very moved to see the white bird, and then sighed "cheap the guy."

"Okay, let's wear clothes, or else we might be looked at by the guy again." Nanjo Kisha said, and then the quilt will stand up from the bed and walk to the bed. On the ground, I picked up the clothes before coming to the closet.

"Miss Kisar Sharo, my clothes are in the living room, what should I do." The white bird cheeked red and looked at Nanjo Kisararo, who was wearing underwear.

"Then wait for the first time, I will help you get the clothes in after I have done it." said Nanjo Kisararo, who took the bra that was worn with the underwear.

"Okay." The white bird promised.

At this time, Nanjo Kisharo took a few pieces of the same style red short-sleeved t-shirt and one legless jeans hanging from the closet and took them in their hands and put them on them.

"Wait, I am going to get clothes for you." The dressed Nanjo Kisha went to the door and reached out to open the door while talking to the white bird.

Then Nanjo Kisha went out of the bedroom and went to the living room. He walked straight to the sand and put it in the sand. He leaned over and picked up the clothes on the sand and returned to the bedroom to close the door.

At this time, Ithan Cheng, who felt good last night, had a pleasant look and made a breakfast in the kitchen.

"Oh." After a while, with a soft bang, the closed bedroom door was once again opened, and then the neat Nanjo Kisha and the white bird walked out of the bedroom one after another.

"He is cooking!?" Listening to the sound from the kitchen, the white bird was surprised to see Nansha Jisha Luo.

"Well." Nanjo Kisha nodded and admitted.

“Don't help?” the white bird asked again.

"No, it’s so cheap by that guy, so it’s okay for him to wait on us.” Nanjo Kisha, who sat on the sand, said.

"Oh." All the white birds centered on the will of the Nanjo Kisararo immediately responded.

"Dear, come over and help me with the dishes." At this time, Ito’s voice suddenly passed into the living room from the kitchen.

"This bastard." I usually only yell at home, this time for the first time, it was called "Dear" in front of the white bird, which is called "Dear". Road.

However, the blame, the movement is not slow, immediately squatted from the sand and walked into the kitchen, took the two plates of omeletes handed over by Ito Shun back to the sand, put the plate on the coffee table.

After two or three round trips, several plates with breakfast were placed on the coffee table.

"Okay, let's move." I grabbed a sand mat under the buttocks, and Ishio, who sat in front of the coffee table, looked up and looked at the Nanjo Kisar and the white bird sitting on the sand on both sides of the coffee table.

"I started." Nanjo Kisararo and the white bird said with their hands together on their chests.

Then the three people chopsticks to eat this very Western-style breakfast.

"Pick up, let's go out and find a place to practice, digest the medicine accumulated in your body." Ito Cheng said that he leaned over the dirty dishes and chopsticks.

After listening to Ito’s words, Nanjo Kisar and the white bird did not say anything. They immediately got up and walked into the bathroom and bowed their heads. After a while, the two men who had finished finishing returned to the living room and left the apartment with the Ito Cheng who packed everything, and led by Nanjo Kisaro to the nearby open space. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (.) to vote for the recommended ticket, the monthly pass, your support is my greatest motivation. )