Flower Demon’s Inn

The spoon didn't look for shallow, but shallow came to find them.

The student had just laid the bed and was holding a spoon to warm the quilt, but the door was knocked. The spoon opened the door and asked, "Girl, do you want hot water or supper?"

Raising her leg and stepping in, she closed the door and said, "Shh, I sent Yaoba off. I want to talk to you."

The student frowned, "The demon eight will leave you at night?"

Shallowly nodded: "He said there are some ancient gods and beasts here that can hide the breath of people. Although it is not very useful, it will be OK for a while."

Spoon scratching her head: "But didn't you say you want to see black and white impermanence? That jumped out of the inn and was immediately arrested ... No, I didn't mean that! I didn't let you kill him." She covered her mouth and looked at the scholar poorly "If you let the monster ancestors know, he won't tear me, right?"

The scholar took her into his arms, and he said, "He dared to touch you and I tore him."

The spoon suddenly felt a sense of security. Shallow sighed and said, "No wonder Yaoba said you are a black shop. He put a gold ring on my hand, and once the black and white were approaching, he would come back and beat them. Well, don't stare. There aren't many hours, let's talk short. "

... the beating of the ghost ... The spoon rips at the corner of the mouth, and the monster ancestors are really powerful and domineering.

A brief glance into the room, the layout is simple, more guest rooms than the guest room, but the washbasin and the facekerchief are hung in two copies, and it really slept together. Although I really want to gossip, but the business matters, saying, "In short, I know you, oh no, it's the treasurer that you are great."

Spoon fist, I am also the boss of the demon in the backyard, a bunch of men are OK! Although this boss's name was guessed by her ...

Shallowly said, "The demon eight can't beat you, so I want to ask for your help."

The scholar said, "What's busy?"

"Help me hold Yaoba, wait for me to enter the reincarnation, then let him go, just don't let him mess up."

Spoon frowned: "Girl, why do you want to die ... you are tired, but if you do this, the monster ancestor will be sad."

He smiled slightly: "Well, he has such a long life, and sooner or later he will forget it."

"No, the memory of monsters is just like that of human beings. It is too deep and will be printed on the mind."

With a slight smile, he smiled slightly and said quietly, "Ah ... yeah, but people will forget something very important. He didn't just forget it at the beginning ... I waited for my death to come out, so I'm only half-dead now. Yes, he has to live on his demon heart. It not only restrains me, but also restrains him. I don't want to ... too tired. "

Spoon couldn't help but said, "Shallow, otherwise you'll talk long ..."

It is too painful without cause and effect! Spoon felt that he couldn't figure it out with his IQ.

She obliquely touched her for a while and said, "Our Ming family is a rich family, and it ’s not too much to say that rich countries can be rich. That ’s when my wife, the grandfather who did n’t know which age, was rich, and the ancestors got a scroll. Some monks once said that this scroll was unusual. So it was passed down as a family treasure of our Ming family. It was passed down to my father's generation, and the family was still a rich man. When I was fifteen, I went to fortune He played there, stole the scrolls, and was sucked into the scrolls. Later ... Well, he played together for a year. He said that he would continue to sleep for five hundred years, and he would have something to call him, and he would It came out. But the house was ransacked by robbers. He didn't come ... I was chopped by the robbers. When he was almost dead, he finally appeared. In order to save my life, he gave me a demon heart, saying it was compensation. There was no timely guilt. "

When she said that, the scholar laughed, "The demon fell asleep for eight or five hundred years, and woke up for five hundred years. When you woke up, you hid all the creatures in the painting, and there was almost no chance of surviving. But when you went in, not only came out, Also let Yaoba appear to save you later. There must be any hidden feelings in it? "

She smiled slightly: "If you want to say this, you can't finish it for a few days. I'm just a mortal, I just want to go into reincarnation and be a human again. But Yaoba that **** doesn't let go, can you help me?"

Spoon looked at her sincere big eyes and twisted her eyebrows: "Girl, do you feel tired or do you feel that you are dragging down the monster ancestors?"

Lying at the window watching the lively demons shaking their heads, a fat gourd who occupies half of the window yelled, "The boss sees the feelings of others so transparent, why is he so dull about his own feelings."

Du Juan added: "The onlookers are clear, the authorities are lost."

The demon cast their eyes on Sister Cuckoo. You are really a cultural person's eyes ...

A brief glance at her, Spoon protested in the heart, and hey, why is she oblique or glanced every time I look at her! What she said was clear!

"So do you guys help?"

The scholar laughed, "We are the inn here, that's all."

Take a deep breath and smile like a flower: "So, you take out the **** demon heart, and then it's yours. Yao Ba is a powerful monster. The demon heart is extraordinary, and you must know it. Isn't this a peony demon? Give her and repair it. "

The scholar didn't even think about it. Definitely "No"! How could the heart of another man be in the belly of the spoon, he would rather repair it as a spoon.

Spoon also didn't want to: "It's bad behavior to be vain."

Shallowly supporting the amount of time, how the IQ of this peony flower survived to the present day ... and how the scholars of the sky fancy this stupid peony ... totally do not understand. The tactic failed, and she decided to abandon this route. It might as well be faster to talk to Yao Ba, no, if she could have already made sense. Do monsters have strong tempers?

Seeing her leaving, the spoon quickly called her.

Shallow eyes brightened, turned to look at her: "Will you help me?"

Spoon sneered: "No, I just want to ask, what exactly do you do to keep the monster ancestors out for so long?"

Shallowly she squinted at her again and smiled, "Oh, I said Kuishui is here. Ask him to buy a moon belt from the street corner sister."

Scholar: "..."

Does it really matter if you let a male monster do such a shy thing? !!

The spoon gave her a sway and left, and then saw the sky fly over the scroll, Yaoba jumped from above, and handed her a mess in the wind: "I won't buy it for you next time. I'm an embryo now. "

"Then you learn to do it, you don't have to buy it."

"Alright, good idea."

"... You ..." Shallowly shoved the baggage back into his arms, "Silly monster!"

"..."

Spoon lay on the door and watched the two pull into the room, muttering, "Actually, Qianchan is a good girl."

Retracted his head, the scholar was ready to sleep, smelling a bunch of monsters in the window, and with a wave of his hand, the window closed.

"I think they must roll the sheets tonight! Why not close the window?"

"Please follow up!"

"Don't do this, don't be shy, we can guide!"

The spoon looked over there, the window was closed, and there was nothing to see. He ran to the bed, a heavy one fell, fell into a soft quilt, rolled around holding the pillow: "It's still the best bed."

The scholar leaned over her and said, "I can't compare to a quilt."

The spoon rolled its bright eyes, and it was true: "Because you haven't come up yet."

The scholar laughed aloud, took off her clothes and shoes, took her feet and took off her shoes: "Lie down, this is not mud, why is it so happy?"

The spoon shrunk and moved to the right position little by little: "Stupid student, I do n’t need to spend more time in the flower bed now. Even if I do n’t spend a few days, it ’s better. My cultivation seems to be a lot more . "

The scholar raised the quilt to cover her, and laughed, "It's probably I influenced you."

"How did it affect?"

"Bed in the same bed ... well, and intimate contact."

Spoon stood up and looked at him, "Did you kiss me?"

The scholar nodded, although it was the case ... why did he always have the feeling of selling small peony ... he was definitely not cheating the spoon to kiss him. If he really wanted to say how to improve Xiuwei, he would have told Spoon ... Well, that kind of effect is faster!

Before he thought about it, a body was pressed up. When he took a look, he was grabbed by a spoon. The whole strength was attached to himself, and he bowed his head and kissed with a half-knee posture.

The scholar's eyes widened slightly, and a small peony plant actually wanted to overwhelm him. But why did it feel so good ...

He thought silently that the people who could overwhelm him in this world, except for spoons, no one else.

At the same time, Spoon was also thinking silently, repairing, repairing ... cycle a hundred times ... kiss one night, will you be promoted to be a big monster tomorrow?

The scholar reached out and wrapped her waist, thin but not thin, very soft and warm.

The words "Cultivate, Cultivate, A lot of Cultivate" are still jumping on the spoon head.

When the soft tongue penetrated, the spoon twisted her eyebrows, and for the sake of Xiu Wei, she ... must not bite him. However, the hand began to swim up and down again, and she kneaded so softly that she could hardly speak, almost trying to soften him. Slightly loosened his breath, "Stupid student, stop playing."

The scholar looked at her, her hand was not loose, and her hand became strong, turning her down, pressing it on the soft quilt, and attaching her ears: "No."

Spoon opened his eyes wide and patted him, "I don't want to fix it."

The scholar smiled, and the smile was endless romantic: "No."

The spoon still has to protest. The hand has reached into the lining, and it is directly attached to the smooth skin. She froze for a moment, and said, "I am going to bite you, color scholar."

"Well, don't be afraid, I have studied the atlas and will try to do a good foreplay so that it won't hurt you."

"Foreplay is foreplay ... don't you touch it! Wait, what is foreplay? What is the pain ?!"

"Good boy, it will be answered soon."

"..." When the spoon was peeled off like bamboo shoots, I suddenly felt that the scholar had clearly stabbed her for this long peony flower!