The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 242: Tear tore, my heartbeat is a bit fast

Lu Jiuque's heart was shaken, and he used his hands and feet together to resist.

"Hey...what are you doing! You are crazy!"

"Shut up!"

Emperor Shifang roared fiercely, and the surging anger made Lu Jiuque a little dazed.

What is he angry with!

I'm sick!

Lu Jiu was stunned by the roar, and Emperor Shifang continued his homework, but he was obviously a novice, unable to master the skills at all, he could only pull at random, and the belt was pulled tighter and tighter by him. Strangled Lu Jiuque to death.

"Ahem... let go of me... I'm going to die..."

Huh, so, isn't the feeling devil wanting to take off her clothes, but to ask her to die?

Listening to her pitiful voice, Di Shifang felt even more annoyed, and his subordinates simply used force to tear Lu Jiuque's outer robe to pieces!

"Stab it--"

Lu Jiuque was dumbfounded by this harsh muffled noise!

She hears a lot of things like broken boulders in the chest, bending iron rods with bare hands, etc. What the **** is this tearing girls clothes?

And!

This is the mysterious robe of the disciple of the Soul Fighting Sect! Do you know Nima's second-level spiritual weapon? I tore it like this, how distressed, woooo...

My lord, she has no money to pay...

When the boy's slender and beautiful fingers began to swim, and his fingertips gently rubbed the girl's soft and white skin, Lu Jiuque "coaxed" his face to blush, and his hands suddenly blocked his slightly raised chest. Staring at him like an angry kitten: "Emperor Shifang...You are perverted! You..."

Before speaking, he clasped her hands mercilessly and pressed one hand on the top of her head.

"Don't make noise, let me see."

Look at it? !

What are you looking at!

You are sick! !

Lu Jiu was short of gas, so he got more gas and less gas, and his little face blushed like bleeding, and he wanted to rush to strangle him.

And this posture made her body tighter, her robe had been torn apart by him, and only a thin layer of obscene clothes was left over her, allowing the girl's exquisite and slender curves to be seen.

The most hateful thing is that this guy's eyes are like radar, sweeping back and forth over her.

This made the cheeky Lu Jiuque too ashamed. The harder she struggled, the more she struggled, and the more her clothes were pulled apart. Even the white jade skin was covered with pink, tender, Seductive red.

However, the more sick one is still behind, and there is no abnormality in the eyes. The other hand of Di Shifang simply drew into her skirt and followed her collarbone to check all the way down.

The temperature in his palm was so hot, like a burning charcoal fire, Lu Jiuque was grilled with shame and anger, and even the roar was trembling and engulfing.

"You...you hurry up and stop..."

The soft glutinous glutinous tune~IndoMTL.com~ I heard that Emperor Shifang suddenly stagnated.

Damn it, why is that sound again!

This little girl can't listen to anything, right?

He frowned a little annoyedly. He was about to scold her, telling her not to speak in such a weird voice anymore, only to find Lu Jiuque frowned and his cheeks were staring at him.

The small appearance, delicate and timid, soft and weak, like a pool of water dyed with spring, making him breathless.

And the misty phoenix eyes, with anger, anger, and grievance, are more like a hot soldering iron, making his heart tighten.

This soft heat made Rao Shifang feel a little at a loss.

He only felt a little dull, a little dry, his heartbeat was a little fast, his breathing was a little irritable, and he even forgot how he got up from her...*3*6*9*

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