Chapter 347

The skin on the body has been stripped, revealing bleeding flesh, and faint white bone.

No matter who looked at it, they should spit out the food in their stomach!

Only those eyes of Chang Gonggong were intact, and the eyelids trembled slightly with the slight footstep sound.

His silent fear and fright filled his eyes.

Like a monster, curled up in the dark, damp basement.

"Ah."

the young man's laughter rang out, and he stretched out his hand and scratched a knife mark on it.

Chang's father-in-law could only make a shrill and hoarse cry from his throat.

Let yuan drop his eyes.

Purple eyes, originally that delicate and beautiful face, have become ghosts.

Beautiful thin lips with slight hook.

"Is it painful?"

His eyes were cold.

"If you burn a piece of her fur, we will let you give it back several times!"

Rongyuan was at a commanding position.

There is a cool cold in the purple eyes.

"It's too cheap for you to die..."

only he knows the cruelty of a teenager.

When the little fox sniffs the faint smell of blood.

A little confused.

She grabbed his clothes and said in a soft voice: "there is a smell of blood in a yuan's body..." she tilted her head: "what did Ayun do?"

Rong yuan's lips were filled with a smile.

"Nose so smart?"

He had bathed many times and his clothes had been burned.

Who knows, the little fox's nose still smells.

Hold it with long fingers.

He lowered his head and his voice was lazy: "I killed a chicken for you."

Su porcelain blinked.

"Don't foxes like chickens best?"

Rong yuan has a smile in his voice.

The purple eyed boy with elegant ink hair is holding his little fox and playing with him carelessly.

"That's the weasel."

Soviet China protested.

She pursed her lips slightly: "and.."

she is not a real fox.

She's a money juggler.

Even so.

But when it comes to chicken soup.

Little fox or obediently eat.

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although chicken soup is delicious, it is still not as good as Yang Qi.

The essence of the money pot turned over her belly and was touched.

Her wet eyes looked at the past, and her face immediately turned red. Her voice was soft and her airway was soft: "a yuan, what are you doing?"

Purple eyed youth chuckles: "originally Fox's belly is so good to touch."

This voice is only narrow, not ambiguous.

But Su porcelain felt shy.

Just want to get up, but was Rong yuan to press: "let me touch a little more."

Su porcelain long eyelashes slightly droop: "no... can't touch."

She retracted her claws.

"Why can't you touch it?" Rong Yuanming knew that the fox was shy, but he still teased him.

Su porcelain drooping eyes, not to see people, can only good voice and serious way: "can't touch, this is playing rogue."

The little fox took advantage of the juvenile unprepared, to curl up.

Waxy gas soft voice: "no touching in the future."

Let yuan lip pan lazy smile: "so say, in addition to this hall, no one touched?"

Su porcelain slightly pursed her lips.

She didn't want to talk about touching the belly.

But by the purple eyed youth slender fingers along the hair, voice a little low and hoarse danger: "you don't say, this hall can touch the second time."

The little fox's ears trembled slightly.

Nodded.

Rong yuan was satisfied.

Gorgeous thin lips hook up, the delicate appearance is not to move people's eyes.

Wait until the young purple eyes fall asleep.

Su porcelain just sneaked in.

The little white fox stepped on his paws.

Looking down at the boy.

I thought with my head tilted.

Is Ayun asleep?

Will it be the same as last time?

Suzhou porcelain decided to wait.

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