The Deadly Hitwoman: A Lady With Special Abilities

In the end, Han Jing didn't even know when or how he fell asleep.

All she knew was that when she woke up from hunger, it was already noon the next day.

Han Jing rubbed her sore waist. Su Yuren was gone. She even wondered if she was being suppressed by a ghost in a dream. It was so damn terrible. She was not so tired after fighting!

On the contrary, Su Yu was full of energy every time he had sex, which made her feel as if he was extracting yin and replenishing yang, and she was the poor one who was being extracted. I wonder if if this continues, she will be drained of essence— Soul, and then died.

Alas, instead of becoming a goblin, Han Jing was seduced by a goblin. Han Jing felt a little resentful.

Just as he was lost in thought, Su Yu's face, which was more beautiful than that of a goblin, came in front of Han Jing. Han Jing blinked and then continued to be distracted.

Su Yu stretched out his fingers and pinched her face: I've lost weight.

Han Jing... How can she not lose weight after being picked up like this every day? Maybe after a while, she will do it all.

Han Jing suddenly imagined that he had become as skinny and skinny as a stick, standing crumbling in the wind and as fragile as a small white flower. It was really pitiful.

Su Yu saw that she was lost in thought and didn't know what she was thinking about, so she exerted a little strength, Han Jing felt pain, and then she came back to her senses.

What are you thinking about? Su Yu rubbed her face with his fingers, as if she had encountered a fun toy, and she was quite interested.

Cold mirror...

Oh. He sighed.

Su Yu chuckled: What's wrong?

Han Jing said resentfully: Whenever I want to cure you, a troublesome little goblin, when I see your face, I give up the idea of ​​settling a score with you. Sure enough, whether it's a human being or a monster, Well, as long as you have a good face, you can be forgiven.

Holding such a drool-worthy male god every day, she could be forgiven no matter how tired she was.

Sure enough, she might still have a little bit of a nymphomaniac in her heart. Although she thought she had long been immune to things like beauty, Su Yu's face never got tired of looking at it, and instead became more and more annoying. People are fascinated.

It's really sinful to be so good-looking.

Han Jing stretched out his fingers, picked up a strand of Su Yu's ink hair and played with it in the palm of his hand. His hair was like splashed ink, his skin was like beautiful jade, and his eyes were like stars and stones. How could it be so perfect!

Han Jing was loving her beauty when a very discordant sound suddenly came from her stomach: Gu~

Cold mirror...

Su Yu chuckled, bent down and picked up Han Jingda horizontally, walked all the way to the bathroom and threw her in with a pop.

Cold mirror...

What about the tenderness you promised?

So what's going on with his intermittent convulsions from time to time? No, she has to ask her mother after dinner to see if she still remembers when Suyu was born. With such a weird temper, he is probably an Aquarius, okay? He's even better than her, is he from an alien planet?

Han Jing slandered and took a quick shower. When she finished washing up and went out, she could smell the alluring fragrance. Han Jing immediately forgot about whether Su Yu was from an alien planet, no matter who he was. Come on, if your cooking is so delicious, you are the best husband in the world!

Han Jing quickly ran to the dining table, his eyes already shining.

Sure enough, the greatest happiness in life is to eat delicious food when you are hungry. Well, it is to eat delicious food cooked by the male god after sleeping with him.