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Chapter 1791 Taking off the painting(2/2)

The skin, flesh and hair of his body, the blood from his muscles and bones, everything was like thousands of troops shouting in unison - I am willing to die for her.



How this night passed, Xie Fu couldn't remember the details at all. He just felt like he was wandering around for nine days like a dream.

When dawn arrives, the morning light quietly enters the house through the window lattice, driving away the darkness, and Xie Fu wakes up as if from a dream - I got a pure white woman!

Xie Fu got out of bed in an inexplicable panic and quickly put on his clothes. After playing hard, the sky fell. Finally seeing her beauty and strength, he knew that he was going to follow Yi Hang's old path.

What a terrifying thing it is when a person's soul is controlled. If he doesn't leave, he will be done.

He had always thought it was an exaggerated legend about the fall of the country and the city, but it turned out that the legend was true.

Suddenly I caught a glimpse of Li Huirong sleeping peacefully on the bed with her eyes closed. The sun was climbing onto her red face little by little. The morning light in winter was very weak, so the light was like naughty fireflies slowly swaying on her hair.

It rippled leisurely on her face and rubbed on her red sandalwood lips.

A few sideburns stuck to her cheeks, climbed over the tip of her nose, and finally stuck to her lips, so that she saw a particularly clean and soft look.

The long eyelashes of the tightly closed eyes are like the row of weeping willows along the Jiangnan River, which can be softly rippled by a breeze.

The small ears half hidden in the blue silk are as soft as a piece of pure white satin. The blood silk threads that appear slightly under the halo are like embroidered threads on the satin, and the entire outline is like a work of art carved from white jade.

No, this is the creation of the Creator. People cannot carve such beautiful and vivid things despite their incredible craftsmanship.

Looking at such a face, Xie Fu seemed to see a beautiful young woman in the future, or perhaps she would be somewhat lively and charming.

At this moment Xie Fu hesitated. He felt that she was not very scary and he could still withstand her.

Until he saw Li Huirong's leg slipping out and moistened by the snow outside. This long white leg seemed to have kicked Xie Fu's heart from the air, causing a heavy feeling in his chest.

No longer hesitating, he turned around suddenly and couldn't escape if he didn't run.

"Don't you want the Mingguang Armor?"

When the voice came, Xie Fu stopped suddenly, almost forgetting that he came here just for the Mingguang Armor, why did he get so messed up that he completely forgot all about the business.

"Then...what do you mean?"

Xie Fu chuckled, not being too harsh at this moment, thinking to himself, she must have known that if she didn't give it to me, I would take it by force, so she used this method to make me feel guilty and give up voluntarily.

Huh, I'm going to decide on the Mingguang Armor. As for what happened last night, I'll let you take it back at worst. These two things should go together.

"Including today, you have been with me for three days. I will give you the Mingguang Armor."

"real!"

Xie Fu turned around in surprise and saw that Li Huirong had sat up, covering only his upper body with a quilt, holding one arm horizontally, and his two snow-white and slender legs hanging generously from the edge of the bed. He felt a flash of snow light that made him dizzy.

If he was about to fall, he didn't dare to look at what she looked like at this moment, so he closed his eyes and made a sound.

Li Huirong asked: "What?"

"Put on your clothes, put on your clothes quickly."

Li Huirong saw that he had his eyes closed and his hands were gesturing towards her legs. She lowered her head and couldn't help but smile. Although she had seen these legs countless times, it was the first time she showed them openly in front of others and asked aloud:

"Do my legs look good?"

"Don't say it!"

"Why didn't you say, you were thinking, right?"

There is no doubt that those legs are shaking in Xie Fu's mind.

Li Huirong asked again: "Among the women you have seen, where do my legs rank?"

"I asked you not to say anything, so why are you still saying it?"

Although he said this, Xie Fu couldn't help but compare them one by one.

"Can't you compare? Why don't you open your eyes and see more clearly."

Her voice was very calm, but it was as if she was prying his eyelids open.

The voice floated softly and softly, as softly as whispering in his ear: "Thank you, Fu, are you moved? Think about me and think as much as you want. This is what you call the off-painting technique."

Damn it, I taught the master and starved the apprentice to death.

Suddenly hearing the sound of her toes hitting the ground, she seemed to have gotten out of bed, but did not come over. There was silence all around. Although Xie Fu was very alert, he could not calm down. Li Huirong's words just now seemed to have the power of hypnosis, making him

Trapped in truth and falsehood.

After Li Huirong put on men's clothes, he came to Xie Fu and said, "Okay, open your eyes, you gentleman." This gentleman was full of sarcasm, but he was almost a hypocrite.
Chapter completed!
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