Reading to Become a God

The protagonist climbs into bed with that towering snow mountain above his head? Wanting to return to himself, the protagonist can actually be pulled back from the cliff and laugh at himself: "Nima, the Taoist master has really become a saint!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little guy bravely held up a flag to protest, and there was a knock on the door of the room.

Knock on the door.

The protagonist looks at his little guy and he has nothing to do but the cat has to hide behind the door and open it to send away the intruder.

Bai was covered with a veil and returned to the room to cry. Lin Yueran came over to comfort her. Bai Su said she met, Lin Yueran smiled slyly and took out a small jade bottle: "Remember me?"

Bai Susu nodded, and Lin Yueran said: "There is one more thing here, the old wolf principal hasn't finished speaking yet!"

"I can't believe it was the principal who posted it?"

Lin Yuelan nodded. "I beat him before he handed it over."

"Then I removed his arms and legs."

Whitehead was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue: "You strong girl!"

"Women who treat themselves badly must be bullied by men!" Lin Yuelan took out two packs of instant coffee from her backpack and gave them to Whitehead. "Don't let me say it." Lin Yuelan looked at the cups and kettle on the table.

Lin Yueran used a simple fire spell to boil water and brewed two cups of coffee. The white vegetarian opened the jade bottle, and a smoky spirit appeared face to face. There was still half a bottle. Lin Yueran dropped two drops into each cup of coffee. .

Second trip? "Before the protagonist finished speaking, Bai Su boldly stretched out her red lips. The protagonist was so bold and willing to enjoy this warmth. Do you know, after a quarter of an hour, the protagonist lost himself. He saw the magic circle being activated, He was swallowed up by desire.

The morning breeze blows, and the protagonist wakes up in the coolness, and finds that the white sheets are snuggled up to sleep, like a pile of mud, and the white sheets are covered with red film.

"It's all over!" The protagonist's back was cold and his body was shining. He walked into the hall of the bunker rented by Bai Su and walked to the mirror. At this moment, the protagonist sees the face of a dying man.

Zhang Ang will never face it.

The color of blood could no longer be seen on that pale face, as if too much blood was wasted on a woman's belly last night.

Bai Susu looked at her face and blushed. Lin Yuelan said: "Be bold, let go, remember, fight!"

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The door opened and White Vegetable came in with coffee.

There is a coffee table next to the bed and coffee next to the coffee table.

The protagonist was attracted by the strong aroma of coffee, and the little protagonist was immediately paralyzed by the arrival of melanin.

"Dr. Bai, maybe we are not suitable tonight," the protagonist said awkwardly.

"We are allowed to owe our own shortcomings." Baicai shined at Lin Yueran, bold and open-minded, so she put on gauze. Under the moonlight, the gauze was blurry and clearly visible: "Master, I'm sorry, I hope not to hurt you."

The protagonist sits on the bed: "It doesn't matter, you can't hurt me."

Bai Su asked bluntly: "Master, why don't you want Su?"

"Dr. Bai, not now."

"Why is it inappropriate? You said you wanted to save vegetarians. Is it because vegetarians are not pretty enough?"

"That's not the reason, Dr. White." The protagonist said awkwardly, "Don't think about it."

"Why don't we try and let Su flirt with you?" White Coffee: "Choose a cup!"

The protagonist picked up a cup of coffee and was attracted by the aroma of coffee. The white vegetarian raised a glass. The protagonist touched it and said with a little interest: "Do it!"

The protagonist wonders: "This is not wine!"

Bai Su smiled and said, "It's not poison either!" After drinking, Bai Su sat next to the protagonist.

The protagonist reluctantly followed his breath and drank. The aroma of coffee occupied the protagonist's taste buds, and he found that this thing seemed to be the most delicious thing.

Putting the cup down, melanin grips the protagonist: "No need for a mending spell?" Whitehead asks.