Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

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But at that time, it was not as strange as it is now.

He always thought that this kind of sweet, with a seemingly seducing voice, only a woman will emit, just like those in the room. But until now, his uncontrollable voice broke his cognition.

Su Kui has been silently admiring behind the door for a long time. Seeing her little cute leg is about to run, her eyes are fast, she pulls the door open, and she will be dragged in by the fan who can still run away in the future.

"Boom--"

The delicate brown wooden door was heavily closed behind him.

He Yifan was blinked in surprise because of the sudden change. When he stood still, he turned and looked back. When he saw the picture in front of him, his head boomed and his face flushed completely.

"Song, President Song ..."

The woman seems to be about 25 years of age, just like Feng Hua Zhengmao, between the age of a girl and a mature woman. Her body is mixed with the sweetness of the girl and the domineering style of the mature woman, which is very confusing.

The lights in the room were turned off halfway, and only the warm orange wall lights were turned on. The hazy light hit her and put her white porcelain skin on a shiny layer like honey. Without having to get close, she felt the taste must be very sweet.

She was wrapped in a white lace-up bathrobe and stepped barefoot on the fluffy carpet. Her white and round toes were looming in the black fluff. Somehow, why Vatican's throat was inexplicably tight.

he wants--

What do you want?

He blinked, reluctantly holding on, not letting himself fall down, and gritting in front of the woman. He wanted to use his ability to suppress the restlessness in his body, but he was even more shocked to find that his own ability was completely gone.

No, it should be said that he could not make it out at all!

what 's wrong?

Su Kui fiddled with her short hair that was constantly dripping with water droplets, a pair of waves of light, and the breathtaking peach blossoms picked up, slowly admiring the temptation and helplessness that the boy unintentionally revealed. Squinting slightly, his lips chuckled slightly.

White palms spread out before him, Su Kui said indifferently: "What about the script?"

As if he was unmoved by the beauty in front of him, why did Brahma suddenly regain his mind, his head cleared a bit, he was busy handing the crumpled script to Su Kui in his hand.

Involuntarily, her eyes fell on her beautifully crafted feet, with white porcelain, round toes, and pink nails, like warm jade.

He Yifan didn't know why she looked at her every move so clearly, but deep in the body, from the soul, was clamoring, get her, get her!

The sound was so crazy that he couldn't suppress it at all.

Two steps forward quietly. Soon, his reason returned, and he felt shame involuntarily. How could he treat such a shameless woman so shamelessly? If the father is still alive and knows that he has done such a thing as Meng Lang, he must have asked the monk to set him up, right?

No, this is definitely not possible!

Su Kui glanced at the script lightly, raised his hand to pick it up, and his cold fingers seemed to inadvertently wipe the back of his hand, and then took the script over and read two pages at will.

Her reaction was mediocre, but He Yifan pulled back her hand as if she had touched something terrible.

The cold touch touched his fingertips, and there was a string of electric currents, and there seemed to be a crackling sound in his mind. The heat of his body was taken away by this touch.