Mixed Miners

"Master, I am not bothering you!" Oda Snow asked nervously.

Yang Ling nodded and meditated on the palm of his hand. "Tongmai Refining the Soul" appeared in his hand. "This is the practice method I used. Now I pass it to you, just as you finished this time." Mission rewards!"

"Hay!" Oda Snow, excited and shivering, quickly squatted on the ground with respectful hands to take over the "Tongmai Refining Soul".

Yang Ling frowned and looked at her sternly and said: "Remember, you can only see it yourself, don't let anyone know, or I will kill you right away! You will live in my house these days, what are you? I don't know where I can ask me, but it must be when I am free."

"Yes, master!" Oda snow fell on the ground, buttocks high, cut shoulders and neck, waist and bee hips, Yang Ling couldn't help but squirming, and quickly waved his hand, "Go, except three The building can't go. In other rooms, you can find a house to rest."

"Yes~!" Oda Snow stood up, but did not leave.

Yang Ling blinked and asked: "Why are you still not going?"

"Master, I... I am hungry!" Oda Snow said with a low head.

Hey~! Yang Ling’s black line doesn’t know what to say. He grows so big. The only food he can cook is boiled egg noodles. But this night, there is nothing at home, so he said very embarrassedly: “There is no food at home. You should go out to the supermarket to buy some food!"

Oda Snow is still not moving.

Yang Ling couldn't help but have a sweat on his forehead. He wondered if the female agent from Japan remembered what he was going to eat and couldn't help but take a nap. "Why don't you go?"

"I... I don't have money!" Oda Snow is like a mosquito-like slap.

Yang Ling quickly pulled out his wallet and didn't look at it. She watched Oda Snow twisted her waist and fluttered out like a ghost. She couldn't help but watch the liver shake a few times and couldn't help it. Strongly despise yourself.

I want to marry! I really feel less and less pure!

Soon after, Oda Snowko came back. He put a bag of more than a dozen bags in his hand, peanuts in the seeds, and milk in the noodles. Yang Ling’s mouth was only pumped, and he could not help but lament. The women in the world are all the same, regardless of the agent. Or ordinary people, the problem of eating snacks is growing in the genes.

He was too lazy to take a look at the Oda, who was sitting on the ground, and devoted himself to eating snacks. He ordered a few words and went back to his bedroom. He turned on the computer for a while, and he saw Oda Snowko eating snacks. Then I took off my clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Then I strolled around the room in a lap, and found a bedroom on the second floor. I sat on the bed and started to watch the "Tongmai Refining the Soul". He couldn’t help but screamed a few times in the temple. A lament.

Xue Yuqin's sisters don't like to wear underwear. After all, they are far away from themselves, and their eyes are not seen as net, but this woman lives in her own home, even if she doesn't even wear clothes, how can it be good for a long time!

In the end, he forcibly resisted the voyeuristic impulse, took back the gods and drilled into the miners' system, and directly entered the second-class mine to start mining.

The sound of "banging" in the cave was endless. In a short while, Yang Ling forgot everything. As the voices sounded from time to time in his mind, a white line was also shot on the miner's card.

“Secondary energy ore, purity 36, value 680K;”

"Secondary energy ore, purity 33, value 630K;"

......

After more than three hours, the vitality was almost exhausted, and Yang Ling returned to the small yard, and then took out a piece of meta-crystalline spar to start practicing Jiu Xuan Zhenzhen, supplementing the loss of vitality.

When the void collapsed, when he was awake from cultivation, the time was already more than six in the morning. At this time, there was a slight whiteness outside the window, and it was neglected overnight.

After he quit the system, he took a shower and then fell to the bed. He couldn’t help but look at the gods. Oda Snow covered the quilt with a scent of incense, so he closed his eyes slightly and regretted. Snoring.

I don’t know how long I have slept. Anyway, when Yang Ling opened the quilt and sat up, she saw a woman in front of her bed. She didn’t wear anything on her upper body. She looked at him with a straight hook and suddenly scared him. Quickly grabbed the lower body and stuttered and said, "You... how come you come in again?"

Oda Snow said slightly blushing: "The owner wakes up, I will give you clothes!"

When I finished speaking, I stood up and waved and went to the closet to turn over the clothes, and her lower body didn’t even wear it. The slender legs were full and quite upright, and the white flowers were too bright to open.

Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh with a sigh of relief, this day can't be over!

Yang Ling took care of the clothes handed by Oda Snow, and hurriedly escaping from the room. When he went out, he said, "You also put on your clothes!"

When he finished washing, he came out from the bathroom. As soon as he saw the appearance of Oda Snow, the anger in Dantian suddenly became disordered, and the nosebleeds almost came down.

I saw Oda Snow wearing a shirt, just to the thigh, straight two long legs, the buttons on the chest were not buckled, the inside scenery is looming, it is more visual impact than wearing clothes.

What makes Yang Ling depressed is that she still holds the "Tongmai Refining Soul" in her hand. "Master, Xuezi has many problems?"

An hour later, Yang Ling sweated out of his villa.

Although Oda Snowko is also a trainer~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But the Japanese have no idea about the infuriating. The Qijing Eight Pulses are like listening to the Tianshu. Two people sit face to face together, Yang Ling is completely absent. The method was devoted to explanation, and I had to let her go through it after saying it over and over again. It would not matter if he didn’t learn it. He had tried his best.

After going out, Yang Ling suddenly found that he had nothing to do. He drove the car without aim, and unconsciously came to Xishan. It was not too far away from the Valley of Lovers. At this time, the sun was shining and watching the green hills spreading. He suddenly remembered that Sun Xiaojing, who was far away from the emperor, was alone, and there was a faint pain in his heart.

Missing the March rain, the love of October frost.

A lonely and independent flower shadow, so swaying in his heart, can not afford to lose, can not afford to leave, quiet and indifferent, like a fairy from the ancient scroll.

I don't know, is she good at the emperor?

But how is it? Not good, how?

Nowadays, they have already reached the point of marriage and marriage with Han Xinglin. The reason is that if the flowers bloom, some people have something to do, they can't think about it. When they think of it, they are sad and unable to extricate themselves. (To be continued.)