Mixed Miners

The woman on the bed gasped for a long time before slowly opening her eyes, and then staring at him straight.

"I am sorry... I am... I didn't mean it!" Yang Ling explained quickly.

"Hey!"

The woman couldn't help but smile, then extended a hand. "Mr. Yang, help me get up, you have no strength when you press it!"

Yang Ling quickly put her up and said, "You...you won't go to the police?"

At this time, the woman’s cheeks were still flushed, and she glanced at him with a shy look. She did not care about the robes that had been smashed by her own. She was holding her arm weakly and gasping and said: “Mr. Yang, I But I came here, but I didn’t expect it to be completely different from the legendary one!"

"Hey~! This, I was a little distracted just now. If you have any dissatisfaction, send it to me, don't make it out!" Yang Ling looked at her nervously.

The woman is good and the body is also very good. Twenty-seven and a young woman, he has a white look. "Mr. Yang, this is what you said! I don’t go out, but you promise me one. condition!"

"What conditions?" Yang Ling has some bad feelings.

"That is..." The woman looked at him up and down several times. Finally, her eyes stopped on his high-pitched tent. The body couldn’t help but shake it. The face was shy and said, "Hey, look at you." Scared, I just think that your massage technique is really unusual. Next time you have time, help me massage a few times!"

Yang Ling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and quickly waved his hand and said, "No problem, no problem!"

The woman was sore and weak, her hands and feet were weak, and she slowly took the clothes out of the locker room for a long time. Then the two left each other's phone. Yang Ling pressed the bell on the table and came in a beautiful uniform. The girl helped the woman. Go out.

Your uncle! Scared to death!

Yang Ling feels the back is cool, and a few sheets of paper rubbed his forehead on the sofa, but his heart is still laughing. It seems that this woman’s loss was touched by Yang Ling, but in fact it was a big bargain. If it wasn't for the woman who was stimulated to wake up and wake him up, if he continued to massage with the vitality, he would definitely be able to get through the second line in a few minutes, in that case...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but fight again.

Then Yang Ling never dared to go out of his mind, sinking his heart to concentrate on the massage. After more than an hour, he washed his hands and went out, and he saw the sweet standing at the door, just like laughing and laughing at him.

"Sister, what are you looking at me like this?" Yang Ling asked with some trepidation.

"Let's say, what did you do to Miss Huang?" The sweet step went to him, and a pair of eyes stared at him straight, and the tall ones quickly reached his stomach.

Yang Ling couldn't help but smack his face and shook his head. "After the massage, what else can I do?"

"According to your big devil, don't think I can't see it. The woman is walking fast and can't move. Say, are you yelling at her?"

Yang Ling quickly grabbed her mouth and looked at it a few times before she smiled and said: "Sister, this is not a mess in the light of the day, I really don't do it? You must believe me!"

The sweet face suddenly burst into red, and he reached out and knocked his hand and glanced at him. "There is no sun in this room. Teach you how to be a qualified masseur!" Then he walked downstairs with his arm.

"Hey~! Sister Jie, I have to say hello to Xuezi first!" Yang Ling was dragged by her, step by step.

"She is working, not available, your business is more serious, I have prepared nine big eighty-one strips for you as the chief massage master's code of conduct." 甄 sweet eyebrows opened his eyes and put him into the roadside a red Corolla.

This time, I was very prepared for the sweetness. When I entered the house, I couldn’t wait to lighten his clothes. He pressed him on the sofa, on the bed, on the floor, and he was very excited and very excited. One night, endlessly over and over again.

Until the next day, Yang Ling went to the airport to catch a flight early, still a little vain, and his face turned blue.

Sitting on his seat, he looked at the empty airport and terminal building outside the porthole.

What is Laozi’s creation?

But think about it, in fact, it is quite comfortable and quite cool. It is a completely different experience and feeling when I was with Han Xue. Is it... I am born with the potential and hobbies of being a little bit affected?

......

Four hours later, Yang Ling appeared on the edge of the desert.

At noon, the strong sunlight illuminates the vast desert, the continuous sand dunes and layers of wind marks, shining under the scorching sun, but close to the 60-degree ground temperature, transpiration The stocks are breathless.

He opened the invisible mode of the meteor armor, and the body merged into the open world between the sky, and at the same time, he couldn't wait to let go of the mind, and the place where the square was nearly 100 kilometers appeared in his mind.

“嘶~!” As soon as the image in his mind appeared, he couldn’t help but take a breath.

For more than a month, the position where the Yuan Yuan beast appeared has become an oasis with a few trees, green trees, green grass, and a larger area with a total area of ​​20 to 30 square kilometers. It turned into a touch of green.

More than a dozen speeding vehicles are still flying around the oasis, and more than 100 people on the ground are burying trees in the scorching sun.

It turned out that a row of desert camouflage camps had disappeared, and there were several blue board houses that appeared farther away.

Just as he was flying to the oasis location ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ suddenly heard a long beep in the ear, and a message appeared in my mind.

"Warning! I found that the yuan can drive the device to reach the level 3 attack ability and enter the combat mode!"

A transparent light curtain lit up in his eyes, a small red dot on it was quickly enlarged, and the stick figure appeared very quickly. At this time he was sitting on the top of a sand dune and staring at the sky. What is muttering in the mouth of the sun.

Yang Ling relieved the reminder of the armor with a sigh of relief. After a dozen seconds, he was swayed and appeared behind the stick.

"啪~" Yang Ling kicked his foot on the stick buttocks. The goods were planted one by one, and they slammed a shit.

"Which king..., hey, boss, haha~噗~cough~"

As soon as the stick climbed up, he was about to smash and screamed. He saw that Yang Ling was so frustrated that he quickly closed his mouth. He couldn’t help but cough, and his nose kept splashing sand out. (To be continued.)

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