The Girl in the Iron Cage: Lazy Little Beast Fei

Luo Qingyu's mind flashed the shadow of the Great Master, not stained with fiber dust. I can't imagine that such a person would also need a tripod ...

People who practice this kind of kung fu have heard that bed is very good for kung fu. Is the Great Teacher also ...

Snapped! Luo Qingyu snapped this impure thought back into her mind, unwilling to think again.

"Is the former great power division, er, the same appearance now?" Luo Qingyu couldn't help asking.

Yun Yin shook his head for months: "I do n’t know. After all, the life of the Great Master is much higher than our ordinary mortals. He wears a mask all year round. Face ... "

Luo Qingyu froze: "Have you ever seen the true face of Master?"

Yun Yin nodded for months and smiled bitterly; "Master's mask has never been taken off, don't say me, no one in Yunmeng Continent has ever seen his true face.’

Sure enough-perverted enough, mysterious enough! He wears a silver mask all the year round, isn't he afraid of covering his sister in summer?

Well, his face must be ugly!

So he never showed it to anyone, so it was mysterious, it must be so!

"Then he eats?" Luo Qingyu once observed the mask on the face of the Great Teacher. There was no activity switch on his mouth. If he wanted to eat, he must take off the mask.

Yun Yin shook his head for months: "No one has seen the Great Teacher eat."

Is n’t the Great Teacher a great tree? Without having to eat, I can carry out photosynthesis ... Luo Qingyu began to think wildly.

The people outside were noisy, buying and selling, and they all came together, apparently coming to the market.

Luo Qingyu was too frightened to go down holding such an ugly little fox, so she asked Yun Yin to get off the car and buy chickens.

Yun Yin didn't even quit, and he got out of the car. After a moment of effort, he returned with two big and big roosters.

The little fox shook in front of him: "Little fox, come down and give you chicken."

The two big **** were alive and kicking. At the moment when they saw the little fox, the whole body immediately huddled together, pulling their heads and pulling their brains, a fateful attitude.

Alas, this little fox is ugly and ugly, but it is very majestic. Seeing these two chickens are scared, they are almost paralyzed!

The little fox didn't know if he had deliberately held Joe and didn't move.

Luo Qingyu reached out and patted his head: "Hey, little fox, get up and eat chicken."

The little fox finally lazily opened his eyes and glanced, looking very uninterested: "I don't eat such chickens." He closed his eyes slowly again.

Luo Qingyu froze. Doesn't he eat such a chicken? What chicken does it want to eat?

Isn't it-this is a fox who has opened his head and wants to eat that-that prostitute in that brothel-chicken?

Luo Qingyu shivered and stared at the little fox in his arms: "What chicken do you want to eat?"

The little fox opened her eyes and squinted her, then closed her eyes again, as if she was too lazy to answer her.

Well, this is a weird fox, and naturally cannot be inferred by common sense.

Maybe it's the special kind of chicken he wants to eat, but he's just embarrassed to say it directly.

Luo Qingyu thought for a while and calmly asked Yunyin Lianyue: "Brother Lianyue, the best blue house in Canghai City, er, no, where is the blue house that can most accept strange guests?"

Green building? Yun Yin raised her eyebrows month after month: "What blue house?"

Alas, it seems that the name of a brothel in this era is different from that era.