100 Ways to Get the Male God

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Cheng Mingming's face instantly turned ugly.

She was dressed like this today, with the idea of ​​using her body to seduce people, but she didn't plan to do it in the first place. Her plan is to build a little favor first, and then follow the flow, taking advantage of her appearance.

But now she accidentally fell, and her underwear was exposed all at once, which was very different from her usual performance. She is usually well-behaved on purpose, but now, the character that she has worked so hard to maintain has collapsed...

Cheng Mingming's mind went blank.

Nan Feng was standing not far away, and he didn't come to help her, which meant that his attitude was not a good direction.

Cheng Mingming's mind went blank for a moment, pursed his lips, lowered his head and slowly pulled up his clothes, raised his eyes pitifully, and looked at the youth collar.

Nan Feng just smiled and said nothing.

His impression of Cheng Mingming suddenly fell, but he would not refuse this kind of good thing delivered to the door.

Cheng Mingming moved his lips, lowered his head and put on a pitiful gesture, "Nanfengling, me, my sister and I have no superpowers, and I don't know what to do at the base, if you can protect us... "

When she said something, she said herself like a good sister who was willing to sacrifice in order to protect her sister.

Yu Chu frowned slightly.

Nan Feng didn't know if he believed it or not. He smiled slightly from the beginning to the end, his eyes slid over Cheng Mingming's loose clothes, he picked up the wine glass and nodded, "Miss Cheng is really smart."

He wasn't going to refuse.

Mu Yan was looking at the younger sister, so don't worry about offending Mu Yan. And this sister, who is so beautiful and has a good figure, is a pity not to enjoy it.

Cheng Mingming heard that he did not refuse, and suddenly stepped forward in surprise. Yu Chu behind him sat lazily on the chair, propped his chin, and stepped on her skirt again.

Cheng Mingming fell down again with a thud, and hit Nan Feng all at once, his forehead just hit the young man's chin, Nan Feng wanted to support her, but he didn't expect it to be so unfortunate, and he took a breath.

He covered his chin with his backhand, and didn't help Cheng Mingming any more. Cheng Mingming fell to the ground on one side, and the skirt behind him was torn and cut.

What's wrong with today!

She gritted her teeth bitterly.

First, I was angry at Mu Yan, but now at Nanfeng, it is not so smooth...

She gritted her teeth and turned her head to see a chair behind her, probably hooking her skirt.

She quickly got up and looked at Nanfeng gently and carefully, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Nan Feng rubbed his chin and was in a bad mood. He looked at Cheng Mingming without saying a word.

Her skirt was torn and hung on her body like a few strands of cloth. It didn't look as good as when she first came, but the girl's figure was good, her fair skin was vague, and she looked pretty and delicious.

Nan Feng's lips hurt, and his heart became impatient. His expression was not as warm at first. He stretched out his hand and pulled the girl over, then lowered his head and kissed her neck.

As a result, before the steps were started, the wine glass beside it was poured, the wine was flowing, and I didn't know what lines were contaminated, and a burst of crackling sparks appeared.

Nan Feng let go of Cheng Mingming, the supernatural power poured out, controlling the spark to extinguish, but completely lost interest.

He turned around and said lightly, "Go back."

Cheng Mingming was holding his rag skirt, and when he heard this, he was stunned.