Genius Doctor: Black Belly Miss

The result is at this time...

"puff!!"

A piece of water sprayed directly on Zhuge Yin's body, and a little watermark fell on his Chinese costume. August 1st? Chinese?? W (a) W?W?. ?8?1ZW. COM

Zhuge Yin’s face changed instantly, and immediately turned to look at who is so weak to him.

I saw that a handsome teenager was smacking his chest with a cough, his mouth still carrying suspicious water, and his hand was holding a cup that had been empty.

"Sorry, sorry! Drinking water is stunned! Don't mind!" The boy saw Zhuge Yin's gaze sweeping, and immediately apologized. And a few teenagers around the juvenile stood aside, looking at Zhuge Yin apologetically.

Zhuge Yin faintly wants to be angry, but he has seen the costumes worn by these teenagers, which happens to be all in the Temple of Fire.

Although the strength of Zhulong Temple is ranked in the pre-test of the 12th Temple, but the only place is the Fire Hall and the Bloody Temple. Even Zhuge Yin is not willing to be in a public place and the people in the Temple of Fire, and then With his strength, he couldn’t see the spirit of the watering juvenile. Obviously the strength of the other side is above himself. Zhuge Yin secretly suppressed the anger, so he said gentlely: "It doesn't matter, but it is a little tea." ”

"Oh..." The young boy in the water sprayed and smiled. "Sorry, I just ate something when I was drinking water...so..."

Zhuge Yin’s face changed slightly, and immediately looked down at his clothes. It was obvious that some of the flesh of the flesh sticked to the clothes and it looked disgusting.

"Less Lord, you should go back to change clothes first. Jinghong Hall has already arranged for us to live." A disciple of Zhulong Temple looked at Zhuge Yin's expression incorrectly and hurriedly turned to the topic.

Zhuge Yin’s mouth twitched slightly, and forced the urge to smother each other, and nodded silently.

"Smoke, the rest is handled by you." After all, Zhuge Yin left faster.

Let him wear such a dress, he can not bear it for a moment.

The disciples of Zhulong Temple immediately followed.

Instead, the young man who had been slamming his head grabbed his head and looked at the non-smoke smirk that was left alone.

"Sorry, that... I am still going to apologize to you for less." The teenager was embarrassed to speak.

Non-smoke looked at him and finally nodded.

"You are waiting here, I will come back with an apology." The youngster and the non-smoke came out of the sight of everyone.

In the noisy hall, no one noticed where they went.

Away from the noisy crowd, the non-smoke took the boy to a remote corner, and after confirming that there were no ones, the non-smoke turned his face, his hands wrapped around his chest, his face's suppleness and smile disappeared without a shadow. Traced, replaced by a face of disgust.

"Two Joe, you better give me everything I saw, but I don't mind unplugging your two teeth."

It’s not the other person who sprayed the tea out of Zhuge Yin. It is Qiao Chu who came to Heshou on behalf of the Inflammatory Temple.

When the non-smoke words were just finished, Qiao Chu couldn’t help but feel the impulse inside, and laughed loudly.

"Ha ha ha! Smoke... oh... I’m dying of me... I really don’t know... you can still pretend to be that look... I swear, let’s add up the little evil and the small two. It’s more feminine than not being.”