Chapter 1814 Li Cang: Born to be human!
If everything Suo Zhihui had shown about the bloodline of the makeup-faced civet before was just unpredictable and mysterious and being severely restrained by Li Cang, then now it is the solemn treasure in the true sense, and the phantom of the civet with foxy spirit is like Like a swimming fish, it alternately curls up and relaxes. Its body size transcends the limitations of simple space and vision, hazily scattering layers of light and shadow in the void. In the dark, there is something similar to the shadow of a liminal personality. It is agile and has the majesty and solemnity of the heaven and the earth.
"Meow~?"
Suo Zhihui, who was caught by the tail, made a very charming voice, and even Li Cang, who was accustomed to listening to the smell of tea in small tea bags, couldn't help but get excited.
For a moment or two, Li Cang seemed to see her eyes almost completely turning into vertical pupils.
There is a strange harmony in the expressions of Suo Zhihui and Civet Shadow. To be precise, it is still the word Li Cang used before: indifferent and seductive, one is indifferent, the other is seductive. With every blink of an eye, the eyes As the light flows, these two looks frequently switch between the two, always occupying one of them, the sacred and the fallen coexist.
Qin Zhenzhen was almost dumbfounded.
Is the gap really that big?
For the first time, she knew how powerless she was when it came to answering a meaningless monosyllable. Yes, it was enough for me to ponder and study for a lifetime.
"Hmm!"
Suo Zhihui suddenly raised her slender neck like a swan, her cold white skin was dripping with sweat like diamonds, and she let out a deep swallow
It seems very painful.
The cry of a cuckoo is as thrilling as the cry of blood.
"Wow~ Pop~ It's so exaggerated~" Qin Zhenzhen only had a small mouth left and could still make powerful noises. She was pressed down by the soft and boneless Suo Zhihui, and several furry hairs. The big tail swept back and forth on her face, and she made her final voice: "Why do you always give people the feeling of a superposition of waste paper and paper saving?"
The fluffy fox-tailed cat is as smart and trembling as it is, and the subtle warmth of light and fragrance spreads through every hair tip.
Refreshing the mind and mouth, sweet and fragrant.
Qin Zhenzhen groaned and fell softly on the sofa. The color of her eyes suddenly showed a slight pinkish color. Her bright red body and cold white skin covered with sweat were like two wet fishes.
Li Cang pinched Suo Zhihui's tail: "Incarnation?"
"Don't let me go. I can't help it." Suo Zhihui trembled, tears streaming down her face, "Spirit, psionic energy, psionic energy. It has not yet reached the level of incarnation. At most, between the two, you. Please let go, I can't help it. Ugh."
Qin Zhenzhen: (ヾ)
You are insulting the personality of my Concubine Ping, you are trampling on the dignity of my Concubine Ping. My majestic wide-mouthed vase was born to hold reagents, not to be used as wiping paper!
Qin Zhenzhen's despair and protest were so feeble and feeble that they even gave people a feeling of being reluctant to respond. She rolled her big eyes and scratched at Suo Zhihui's fox tail. , muttering to himself and crying: "It's too much! Pig teammate! Bullying too much! Adding insult to injury! Asking you to sit down! Asking you to betray your friends for glory! Yeah? This tail is actually really, really, really—"
The huge and fluffy tails give birth to three again, showing a strange and real superposition state. Each tail is independent, but they share the same base, so that it looks like four phantoms. Entangled with each other.
When Suo Zhihui came off the stage, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows raised up revealed a kind of coquettishness: "I will take it back later"
"Oh"
continue! Pinch hard!
If this is not Chi Ning's revenge, then it can only be said that you don't know how to write Chi Ning. Qin Zhenzhen's mouth has a perverted fish-white smile, and she flicks her ten fingers together, slowly twisting and wiping, and she is tall and tall. His fingers performed the most wonderful micro-manipulation of details in his life.
Li Cang pinched Qin Zhenzhen's chubby cheeks in a funny way. Her flushed little face slightly turned white as two fingers, and then quickly filled with blood: "So what kind of ability is it?"
"I don't know."
Suo Zhihui herself was also at a loss. At this moment, it was obviously a bit difficult for her to explain the cause and effect with her eyes wandering into nothingness.
However, Li Cang is not surprised. With the urine of Xiaobizi, this kind of thing will not even be explained to you. When you ask for a prayer, the abacus beads will collapse on your face. There are countless skills, props, and creations. As for sometimes you have to wonder, this thing may never be ready to give you an explanation, or.
It's not compiled at all.
"This Dharma always gives me a feeling of a liminal personality. Maybe the gap in completion is a bit big." Li Cang touched the crescent moon with overflowing teeth, and unconsciously squeezed it, letting it flow and change shape in his hand. "But there is no doubt that this is the feeling. To a certain extent, Dalei's Lilith may not be like this. There are always some strange things running towards personification in strange directions. Is this thing still possible? What meme is contagious? ”
First Li Cang himself and Li Lei, now Suo Zhihui, and then Lao Wang Gangzi’s revitalization prospect has been put on the agenda.
Yes.
Don’t forget the SOP for the little lady.
Suddenly, Qin Zhenzhen carefully poked Li Cang's abdominal muscles with her finger. "What?"
"You"
"?"
"Goose, goose, you duck, you can try it too!"
"."
I'm sorry for being human.
"It's like the painting, why don't they pile up no matter how you move, like, like, like, like, like that!" The abdominal muscles were in an orderly manner, and the person who was applying oil was confused, gesticulating and saying, "You go, you go, you Let’s go, don’t seduce her anymore, it’s always me who gets hurt in the end!”
Li Cang glanced at the death standby game screen on the TV: "Would you like something to eat? Do you want me to go have some noodles?"
Qin Zhenzhen simply stared with death: "Don't mess with me, I've eaten enough, hiccup!"
"I want to take a shower and I'm sweaty"
"You, you vixen, you actually have the nerve to say that, hey, you're so dirty and annoying!"
"Hug!"
Suo Zhihui blinked at her narrowly, how could a slave from three families and three surnames dare to do this? He stretched out his arms, feebly.
Qin Zhenzhen rolled her eyes decisively.
Li Cang reached out and picked up the two people. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He couldn't have this sofa anymore.
"Throw it away!"
"Burn!"
Suo Zhihui and Qin Zhenzhen suddenly reached a consensus: "Can't be seen by aunt! She will definitely die of laughter!"
"Auntie?"
"Ang! Aunt Jin helped us look for it last time. For such a big house, we can't ask the housekeeper from the property management to come and clean it every time. It's very inconvenient. Auntie is a very nice person and looks very pretty, but she is young. "Would you like to meet me?" Qin Zhenzhen said with joy, "It's just that Auntie doesn't live at home, because I don't know when you will come!"
"No wonder it's so neat. No matter how you look at it, you two don't look like you know how to clean a room."
"Boss Dog, what do you mean?"
"Ahem, take a shower and take a shower!"
Thank you all for your understanding and comfort. Master Qin was born in 1990. At my age, I can be considered to have reached this stage of life. In recent years, more and more elderly people have been sent away. I remember that the year before last was still the year before that. I went there seven times just to have dinner, so now I suddenly feel a little confused.
Life, old age, illness, and death are all things that are impermanent
Call it grief, not that much, call it indifference, not at all. More, I would describe it as sadness, that is, sometimes I feel powerless no matter what I do, and my energy seems to be gone.
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In fact, there are manuscripts saved, but they are all written in leaps and bounds. I write whatever I think of, and it is basically useless. If I insist on it, I can barely make the changes in a few days. It doesn’t take much time at all, but the day before yesterday I couldn't change those characters, they seemed to fly in front of the screen, making up all kinds of gibberish
ε=(ο｀*))), I have to slow down for a while.