"Professor Mo."

On the sofa, Yan Wu was holding a small black hair ball, but her eyes were locked on Mo Yin opposite her.

"Or, Master Meow."

And seniors...

"At this point, can't we be honest?"

She said gently, and her subordinates didn't stop, and she rubbed the furry in her arms.

My fingertips combed the soft back and chin, and I still didn't forget the thin and soft flesh pads.

The cat master in his arms raised his face slightly and protested with dissatisfaction.

However, compared with the girl's skillful hair-pumping skills, the "cat cake" body that had been flattened...

It's really not convincing.

At the same time, the man sitting on the other end of the sofa was calm.

If ordinary people come to see him, they would never have thought that he had any similarities or connections with the black dumpling who was disgusted with integrity.

pity.

After comparing Yue Yu Yan Wu, she only took a look and couldn't help but chuckled.

"Professor Mo... it seems that your ears are red?"

“…”

There was a dead silence across the street.

Hmm.

It seems that this one in your arms... is probably a clone made by your senior?

Still the same feeling as the ontology...

The girl's protagonist became more and more sure of the speculation, and did not ask immediately, but just started to masturbate.

After a few breaths.

Mo Yin finally spoke, but said.

"I heard that cats do not easily deliver sincere feelings to the breeder."

Although, he is not that fragile creature at all...

Tsk.

The unknown race person wearing a human shell lowered his eyes slightly, and his face was still calm.

"oh?"

Yan Wu did not turn back to the topic, but instead made a serious listening attitude.

I saw the man pulling his thin lips open casually, and for a moment, his tone showed a bit of evil meaning.

"So I think, to be honest with this part, the breeder should come first."

Yan Wu: "..."

She is honest first?

How could this be possible?

Use your true identity to capture the identity of the senior in this world...

This deal lost money

The girl's protagonist was naturally silent.

The man suddenly stood up and walked straight to the kitchen, consciously... dragged the "human body" who had been hungry for more than two days and started to fire and cook.

However, Yan Wu, who was a "blood clan", collapsed and slapped her, taking a nap like a useless person.

Half an hour later.

"Yan Yan." The man's whisper sounded in his ears.

The girl woke up instantly, put down the small fur ball in her hand, and was pulled obediently to the dining table by him.

Three bowls of sweet tomato flowers are right in front of you.

"Dinner." Mo Yin's eyes flashed quickly, and he handed her a porcelain spoon and said in a low voice.

"Yeah." Yan Wu responded briskly.

Completely entangled with the unscientific issue of vampire eating.

No one cares about being still lying on the sofa, and in theory it should be hungry.

For a moment, the two of them ate each other and did not speak again.

It was noon, and the bright sunlight sprinkled out of the window, reflecting the broken shadows.

A warm room.

So the day when the two of them "come out of seclusion" was spent in the process of romance and eating and drinking.

However, at the same time, the other couple who were still trapped in the secret hall was getting worse and worse

60 hours have passed.

Luo Jingjing felt that she was about to die.

There is almost no light in the dim cell.

She collapsed in the electric chair, her limbs were locked tightly, and she was weakly maintaining the same position. It was unknown how long it had passed.

one day?

Two days?

Or three days?

Luo Jingjing didn't know.

She could only feel the feeling of becoming weaker and weaker, and the feeling of hunger that was rising and almost swallowing her.

In the large screen, the king of the blood clan is still passing through the barrier, and the wound that was stabbed has long healed.

The lightning kept illuminating.

He proceeded quickly, and with the crushing force, he kept breaking through the levels one by one.

But she was never found a secret room that was imprisoning her.

The route is messy?

still……

Luo Jingjing thought drowsyly, and her consciousness was in chaos, so she simply gave up thinking. I don’t know how many times she was powerless to urge her.

As usual, she could not hear any response at all.
Chapter completed!