The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 133: Wandering around 1

Lu Jiuque was taken aback by the voice. Isn't this the strange voice that imitated her just now?

Wait...

The hateful fellow Di Shifang stared at him as if he was about to eat people, his mouth was never opened, who was the speaker?

Suddenly thinking of something, Lu Jiuque's eyes widened: "You didn't say what you said just now?"

Emperor Shifang saw that she was no longer angry, he was slightly taken aback, his mood eased, but his voice was still cold: "What?"

"Wait, it's really not you who kept repeating my words just now?"

"When do I repeat your words?"

"You didn't even hear that person's voice?"

"No."

Lu Jiuque got such a decisive answer, and it was also a while.

"Who is the speaker? Why is it coming from you"

"How do I know?"

"It's weird..."

Lu Jiuque wrinkled his nose, approached him on tiptoe, and looked at the source of the voice just now.

She remembered that the voice came from his chest.

Di Shifang's expression was indifferent, but as Lu Jiuque approached a little bit, he gently moved his gaze away, looking into the distance like no one.

If you look closely, you can see that the body of Emperor Shifang is constantly tightening.

Even the heartbeat sounds more vivid than ever.

His long eyelashes trembled, trying to suppress his chaotic heartbeat.

Because she was too close to him, so close she could hear his anomaly at any time.

Suddenly, the strange sound rang again, which happened to cover his heartbeat.

"It's weird..."

Lu Jiuque’s eyes lit up, and the devil grabbed at the strange voice without saying a word, and shouted: "Look at what moth you are!"

Her paws landed on Di Shifang's chest without hesitation, and she kept cruising, as if she was going to touch the chest muscles of a young man.

Such Meng Lang's actions made Di Shifang be stunned, and stared at the female **** demon with wide eyes.

It’s just that Lu Jiuque hasn’t noticed it, and simply tore open the collar of Emperor Shifang, and his dirty little hand reached in...

That look like a wolf like a tiger!

That shameless action!

That fierce look!

The Mandrill who looked aside was stunned, and even the Silver Dragon hiding in the dark dropped his jaw.

Fuck!

Is this the legendary *breasted dragon claw hand? !

Lu Jiuque just praised the beautiful pectoral muscles of Yin Mandrill, even if such a young boy (master) would not let it go? !

Suddenly caught something, Lu Jiuque raised his eyebrows and laughed: "You won't catch you yet!" Hey, wait, she touched something, why is it so silky?

The excellent touch made Lu Jiuque unable to help but squint his eyes~IndoMTL.com~ and lingered on that thing again.

Tsk tut, it's so delicate, isn't it the same as the gelatinous jade?

Hey, what is this, a small hard one.

Lu Jiuque was so obscene that he poked at the small one, but was firmly held by one hand and pushed away.

Lu Jiuque staggered and almost fell, raising his head and roaring: "Di Shifang, you have..." The last "illness" word was stuck in her throat.

But seeing the young man in front of him, his sword eyebrows are frowned, his thin lips bite, and his cheeks are dizzy.

That beautiful state, if Nixia is lightly dyed, the mist slowly winds around.

Especially the waves in the young silver eyes, although they are angry, they are even more amazing.

The rippling ripples, lingering slowly, slowly and continuously, again and again, as if they are going to flow into her heart...*3*6*9*

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