The Villain Has Blackened Again

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Chapter 052 Momo, follow me feeling

Nima called Momo so called, it is a master of picking up.

A little gossip, "Stupid, this is not a good thing, you don't need to take the initiative, the big boss took the initiative to send it."

Happiness came too fast, and Nanxun almost didn't stretch the curvature of his mouth. This big boss took the initiative to hook her up instead of the feeling that she tried hard to brush the other side's feelings.

No, she has to hold a little, don’t laugh.

"Pay ink, I will not learn too late now?" asked Nan Zhen.

The dark voice of the ink-filled voice reveals a light smile, and the tone becomes very soft. "It's not too late, you are a smart girl."

Nan Yan’s face is red again.

Lying in the trough, and then being inked, she will break the power sooner or later.

He did not say anything, and sat down directly on the piano chair, then patted the position next to him, indicating that Nanxun sat next to him.

Nan sat in the past and did not know where to put it.

Unprepared, Fu ink raised his hand and rang the piano.

Nanxun noticed that his fingers were slender and beautiful, and the hands danced flexibly on the keys. The flowers seemed to open the way, the fragrance was intoxicating, the sound of the piano was from low to high, and the height was slowly descending, and the melody was beautiful. Messy and frustrated.

Nanxun was fascinated, and she did not expect the piano skills to pay so much.

At the end of the song, Nanxun is still immersed in it and cannot be pulled out.

"Great." Nan Yan praised.

"Come, Momo, give me your hand." Fumo suddenly reached out to her.

Nan stunned and handed the left hand to him in a stupid way.

"Two hands." Fu Mo softly reminded.

Then Nanxun sneaked and handed the other hand over.

The ink-paid right arm was worn from her armpit, and she was arbitrarily encircled in her arms, and she was not touched by her gentleman.

Then, he carefully spread the fingers of Nanxun one by one, slowly covering them on their big palms, and placing one finger on top of each other until the fingers overlap.

His body temperature is lower than ordinary people, or a little cold.

The coldness followed the fingers of the two people, and she broke into her body, making her shudder.

"Momo, follow me to feel." Fu ink whispered.

Nanxun said well, and then the next moment, she felt that her ten fingers followed the fingers of the ink to slowly jump.

He deliberately slowed down and the sound of the piano slowed down from the joy just now.

The two men bounced, and Nanxun suddenly noticed a burning gaze on his side.

She looked at her head and did not know when she turned her head and looked at her, her eyes mixed with a chilling frenzy.

Nanxun was shocked, but when she looked at it again, there was only a faint smile in her eyes, which gave a very comfortable feeling. It seemed that her illusion was just her illusion.

Nanxun recalled the one she had just seen. Suddenly she was a little flustered. She squatted and stood up from the piano stool. She rushed to the ink and smiled. "Pay ink, time is not early, I am going to cook, you, you want Eat porridge, let me have some porridge."

Then he hurried into the kitchen.

Just ran into the kitchen, the voice of the Void beast rang. "Congratulations, the value of evil thoughts has dropped to 80."

"What? So fast? Compared with the demon king of the world, this speed is simply the speed of the rocket!" Nanhao was not happy.

It seems that the other party really likes her.

"Small eight, the few hours I fell asleep, what are the big bosses doing?" asked Nanxun.

The answer of the Void Beast made her very satisfied. "He has been watching you, the love in his eyes, hey, I can't wait to eat you in the belly."

The small eight exaggerated tone pleased Nanxun.

After waiting for the person to leave, the ink was quietly sitting in front of the piano, his eyes were gloomy, and the whole body gradually gave off a cold atmosphere.

"It’s the ink!" The kitchen door suddenly came out of Nanxiao’s small head. She looked at the man who seemed to have never been moved. She reminded me, “There are a lot of fruits in the refrigerator. If you are hungry, you can eat it first. Some padding belly."

"Good." Fu Mo should have a sentence, the cold atmosphere of the body slowly gathered.

He suddenly twitched his mouth and smiled.

The pale pink lips seem to be a lot more red than before, with a smile on it, it looks extraordinarily enchanting, like a **** flower on the grave, with a strong aroma in the decay and decay...

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The night is heavy, it is the time when the dream is thick.

When Nanxun slept, he suddenly heard the sound of a stabbing thorn in the living room, just like someone was dragging something hard, but the thing was too heavy, so he scratched the ground.

In a short while, the sound of the piano sounded, but the sound of the piano was not good, and it was even harsh.

Nanxun frowned, and his heart was paying for it. What did it do when he didn't sleep at night?

After muttering two times, Nancy was ready to squat, but when she was thinking about it, the sound of the noise was abruptly stopped, and the living room became quiet again.

So, Nanxun did not care, continue to sleep big head.

In the dark lacquered living room, Fu Moyed stared at the little girl sitting on the piano bench, and the piano had been moved to her original position.

The little girl was very cute. She sat on the piano bench and cried. She cried and cried and shed two lines of blood and tears. "Mom, I am wrong, I will practice the piano well, I will never play again." It is."

Crying and crying, the little girl violently changed her face, and her face became pale and pale, and she screamed at the ink, and said fiercely, "Why don't you let me play the piano, why don't you let me play the piano, I don't play well?" I will practice for a few hours every night, I will play better and better, I will play well, my mother will not be angry..."

Fu Mo blinked and interrupted her. "You are too noisy."

"Do not hesitate, here is my site, you dare to provoke me!" The little girl angered, and suddenly flew to the past.

After paying ink, she squeezed her neck and said, "Looking for death."

The little girl screamed in horror. "The grown-up is forgiving, I don't dare any more."

"It’s late."

The little girl screamed and his body narrowed sharply, and then he threw it directly into his mouth, rolling his throat and swallowing it.

With a wave of ink on his arm, the piano flew up with the piano stool and gently fell back to its original position.

Looking at the white piano that was sitting in the living room, Fu Mo suddenly thought of the situation where two people were sitting here playing the piano during the day.

In the heart, he sat down in front of the piano.

Nanxun in his sleep heard the sound of the piano again, but this time it was a low-key, and it was a feast for hearing.

Nanxun condensed God for a long time, finally determined that he was not a dream, someone in the living room is playing the piano.