After wearing a book, the sick villain hugged me and begged for a kiss

Chapter 246 Betrayal
Xia Mo knelt under the stage, paying attention to every move around her, if something went wrong, she might consider giving it a go.

Xia He struggled in the arms of the person sitting on her, this person is not normal, she will die!
"Good~~"

With a soft sound, it seems like a lifetime away, just such a favor, such a drowning!
Xia He calmed down instantly, this person was so warm, she couldn't help but burrow into that person.

Slowly tired, sleepy, tired, and fell asleep.

Sitting on the way people pet cats and dogs, petting the sleeping Xia He.

The person in her arms fell asleep peacefully, her pink and tender lips were seductively sweet, and her long eyelashes were thin.

The smooth and delicate skin is incomparable to any beauty I have hugged before.

Those cat and dog girls who have been specially trained have the same shape and are as cute as machines.

This villain, with a faint girlish scent, is always stirring his heartstrings, but he doesn't want to let her go.

This disgusting desire!
The seated person caressed Xia He's small face, rubbed her hair, and played with her soft hands.

It was dawn overnight.

Xia Mo knelt all night and was nervous all night. She has no problem, she just waits for the person sitting on her to think.

After thinking about the countermeasures for the whole night, she just felt that besides watching the mood of the master, she didn't think there was anything else she could do.

The person sitting on the seat left and gave Xia He to Xia Mo.

"I am satisfied with the performance, you can leave before I go back on my word."

After finishing speaking, the person sitting on the seat turned around and entered the inner room without giving any instructions.

I don't really want the villain to go, but it's too easy for him to find someone. First let the prey run for a while, and then take it away after running happily.

Xia Mo hugged Xia He to hurry up and leave!

Xia He slowly opened her eyes, feeling unprecedentedly comfortable in her body, every cell was fed with a meal, and now she was full of vitality.

Xia He looked around, it was still the same railing, that was the back, just as lonely.

The wind is still softly plucking at the hair, just as quiet, as if time stops at this moment.

Hearing the movement, Xia Mo turned around, "I should have encountered a space technique yesterday."

Distorting space is also a way to maintain the order of East Lake.

It stands to reason that space skills are generally not used, and there are enough talents in Donghu Lake, so it is not necessary.

Yesterday, I should have met some important person in the past.

"Ah."

Xia He got up and got out of bed, walked up to Xia Mo, pretended to be ill and fell on top of Xia Mo.

"Thank you."

It's too late to say thank you, but fortunately, I have the opportunity to say it now.

Everything is still going on, and everything changes visible to the naked eye.

In the previous life, he didn't see Lin Zhizhu, let alone the young man behind him.

Only some classics have occasionally seen similar descriptions to that boy.

A young man from Miaojiang who is good at voodoo.

How much do those tree people have to do with this young man from Miaojiang?
Tears flowed down the girl's face quietly.

Xia Mo helped Xia He up, "Put on your shoes."

Hearing this, Xia He obediently put on her shoes.

"That night, those people had something to do with Miao Jiang."

"Miao Jiang, then, it's quite troublesome, and this matter needs to be discussed in the long run."

"Ah."

Xia He counted the time, it should be just right time to go to the Diabolo Pavilion to watch a good show.

I found a reason and said I wanted to go out, so I drove away.

Without Xia Mo, as long as it is not a certainty, Xia Mo will definitely take action in an emergency.

Han Meimei, the person who betrayed her in the last life, made her go deep into the land of nowhere, and was shot dead in the end, she will make her pay back ten times in this life!
Diabolo Pavilion.
The antique carved wooden door isolates the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

The faint yellow lights in the house are soft, and the decoration combining old and new makes people feel at ease.

People who come to Zhukong Pavilion are all people with questions, looking for an answer that they may already know clearly, or getting a result that they know is impossible.

Han Meimei stood behind the bar, waiting for customers.

(End of this chapter)