Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife

To put it simply, the role of "Lianxinxu!" Is: if Ning Xuemo hits Xue Yilan at this moment, he must have a slap consciousness!

And Xue Yilan shot at Ning Xuemo. He slapped her ten times. He himself seemed to have slapped at most ...

Because refining this kind of puppet is extremely complicated, and the things needed are also very rare and difficult to collect, so not many people in the world are refining this kind of puppet.

I didn't expect Xue Yilan to have one! It's down on her! Is this **** trying to make himself a puppet?

Ning Xuemo took a sigh of secret, and couldn't care less about Xue Yilan, ran out of the temple door to induce vomiting.

The puppet was wrapped in an ice shell, and she just swallowed it up, maybe she could spit it out ...

After a while, Ning Xuemo Xue walked back without a word in her face.

Xue Yilan gasped more, but smiled at her: "How? Did you spit it out?"

Ning Xuemo kicked him without a word!

Xue Yilan was kicked by her.

Ning Xuemo suddenly felt a pain in his lower back and eyes, and took several steps back. I almost fell and fell!

Xueyi Lan fell on the ground and laughed: "Good kick! Xiao Xuemo, would you like to take another kick at the back of this seat?"

Ning Xuemo gritted her teeth, Xue Yilan didn't lie to her, he really gave her even a heartache!

She kicked him, and the same part of her was like a ten-kick, and it hurt hotly.

And the wound on her back waist is still there. If you take another one in this position, she may feel dizzy!

Fortunately, she didn't dare to use her internal force to kick him. If she could kick him to vomit blood, she was afraid that she would lose three liters of blood ...

She looked at Xue Yilan, who was laughing at Voldemort, and it was the first time she had seen this guy smile so happily.

By the way, this **** is suddenly so weak for Mao? Who didn't see him hurt?

Whether he was seriously injured for the hair club, now is an opportunity for her ...

Ning Xuemo narrowed his eyes, pulled his collar by one hand, lifted him up half, and sneered: "Asshole, you will pay for what you do today!" On the ground.

Xue Yilan rolled on the ground, and Ning Xuemo fell down, sitting on the ground with a bang.

"Xiao Xuemo, it seems that you are not used to the function of heartwarming. Poor child ..." Xue Yilan looked at her sitting on the ground with a bright smile.

Ning Xuemo could not wait to flatten his handsome face, which seemed to be flat, and held back. He stood up and smiled at him instead: "Is it funny? It will be even more funny ..."

After thinking about it, he simply pressed him down and groped in his sleeve.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, she had to find what she was touched by the bastard.

She clearly remembered that Xue Yilan had put all her items in her sleeves ...

She was afraid of this guy, and she pressed him there, touching it in his sleeve.

Xue Yilan looked like a peach blossom, and sighed sighingly under her: "Xiao Xuemo, are you too enthusiastic? I think it is better for men to take the initiative.

Ning Xuemo: "... Shut up!" Her palm inevitably touched Xue Yilan's arm.

His arms were slightly cold, but he felt very good. Seeing that he was a gentle and elegant gentleman, he did not expect his arms to be very powerful. Thin and powerful.

No wonder this **** was so perverted that his power was hidden under the robe.

Xue Yilan obediently lay there, letting her touch herself ...